Had another dream about Eric last night. This time Heather and I were at some venue on the north side, one of my highschool days, and Eric was performing. When I saw him go onstage, I had to laugh at the silly goofball, who had swapped one shoe with another member of the band.

He was really entertaining to watch on stage, but Heather, who was kind of like Jessi, wanted to leave.

At some point, Eric had texted(?) me that he thought he and I shouldn't tease eachother anymore. That we should be nice to eachother. I told him that Heather/Jessi and I were going to leave, and he decided to leave as well.

There was actually a guinea pig cage there as well, with two in it. Something else that triggered my memory, making me think of Melissa A.

We walked down these corridors, and along the way, lost our third person. We ended up in a store/apartment. The bed was all showcased, yet not covered in glass, like they 'normally' should be. The refridgerator had alphabetizing. The place was so white.

We stood together, close, and kissed. Tingles throughout my body. After our moment, slightly too short, he asked me to get him another Sierra Mist. I took his unfinished one to the fridge, put it in it's properly alphabetized location, and pulled another one from a non-'s' location. (perhaps now feeling like the girl from the State.)

When you're trying not to be in love with someone, it doesn't help when a mutual co-worker tells you that she thinks he likes you....

Just as well, don't think I can sleep unless a certain someone sends me a text. Of which, I'm receiving right now.

And now I'll leave my comp, cause this lack of monitorial red, isn't pleasant.