Wednesday night I dreamt I was downtown on dates with Bobby and Kurt at the same time. There was a Passion Pit concert going on outside right near Sala Rosa (which wasn't actually Sala) but the resto was so packed we chose to get seats instead of the concert, we could still hear which made my life. We were then in my driveway at the Renaud house and Bobby who was driving had a large piece of chocolate mousse cake on a plate. Kurt, in the back seat, had some giant piece of crumble... they were for my dad, they both got out of the car and presented them to my dad. wtf.
Thursday night I dreamt I told Kyle the mail guy "You know, I really like you" and he was enthusiastic. This would not happen irl.
Last night I dreamt I was with the most beautiful penis I had ever been in contact with. I told the person so. It really was beautiful.
This morning, I miss Bob. Like I always do.
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