horrible dreams i’ve had in the last twenty-four hours:

a hurricane the size of australia hovered over australia.  since all the world’s news came from australia, i found out only when a map i was working on in photoshop suddenly added a layer showing the storm.  i was really worried about all my friends who lived there, especially yanda, who doesn’t even live there.  since the hurricane was so big, we were getting storms in texas, too.  everyone was going to die.

my friends at the gay church youth group didn’t like me anymore and i had to go eat dinner alone.  “but i’ll have to eat dinner alone!” i said to ryan.  “sure you will,” he said, “but you’ll get over it, and we don’t really care.”  they ate some kind of pasta shaped like drinking straws.  i cried.

i had to buy shrimp at a dingy convenience store.  food poisining was imminent.