And by the title I mean another dream of the X-rated variety.
First it started out with me kind of...inviting a bunch of my cohort to one of his friend's house. This guy and I talked too, but it was the two of them that were the close ones. Anyway, he surprisingly did not seem to mind, and had a huge pool, and we all hung out and played in the pool and just had a good time. Then it cut to...idk the next day or that night or something, and I was walking and discussing things with the friend, but I never actually saw his face. We went into a very dimly lit room, and then I realized that it wasn't the friend at all, it was him. And upon realizing that, stuff began happening.
Meh.
I want these to stop. Really badly. Maybe when I go to see the counselor, I'll tell her about it, or something.
Today, I'm heading up to Ithaca for a few hours to see and hang out with a friend. I really shouldn't be, with the amount of work I have to do still, but I want to see her.
[Edit] - Got the UC magazine, in which there is a big picture of a certain someone whom I hate and also a whole section dedicated to weddings. Fantastic!
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