I think I was talking recently with someone about how it's weird when you can't remember if something's a dream or not. Anyway, I woke up this morning and started thinking about some dreams I had overnight. Now I can't even remember them but they felt real. But anyway, what wasn't a dream is how much of a good Halloween I had. I went to Kelly's house and she, Erika, and Ashley were all there. 'Cept I got there before Erika. Oh the orgy-ness. Not really but it was fun. We talked. Ate. Walked. Watched marshmellows burn. We ate some of 'em too [I ate the most, I think ;-(]. And watched Sleepy Hollow. It was actually the best time I've had in a long time. I told Kelly to do it again soon or her ass would get blasted on. No. I actually didn't say that, but I did tell her she should do it again really soon. It pulled me out of the hidden depression I've been going through when I've been at home lately. I think now I will go try to find a way to download PSP or something. Mmhm. -99, 98, 97, 96, ... The White Light.