Last night I remember having a dream where I was in this underground mall like they have in sections of some cities. First I walked by a Wendy’s and was gonna get something, and stood in line. Then the guy said something about fish, and I was like I didn’t order fish. And he was preparing to hand me a thing of fish nuggets, and I was like, that ain’t mine, and then left. Then I was walking through this Gap store, and I had my guitar bag over my right shoulder, and my sleeping bag travel thing in my left arm, and everything was really heavy. And then I ran into those Queer Eye dudes from that show, and they told me my hair looked good, and asked me if the ladies liked it. I may have also bought a new computer in this mall, without intending to. I remember looking at it and it had a bunch of weirdo drives in it that I didn’t know what they did. Also, as I was walking home, I kept finding broken cell phones on the ground, in varying states of broken-ness. One looked just like mine but was cracked and hollowed out. I picked up two other ones which still seemed to work in some manner and put them in my pocket. Oh, also, when I got home with that computer was when I realized that I never meant to buy it. And then, I further realized that this wasn’t even my house at all, that it was an ex-girlfriend’s house with her current man, and I didn’t want to be there at all.