the ironing

talk about the irony. just wanted to get this off my chest before beginning a full fledged week of events and finals study. ive never really had any memorable dreams lately until last night. 1030pm, i throw up my sleep away message, watch a little tv, fall asleep and wake up at 1130am in a sweat. the same recurring dream thats been popping up every few months, for the past few years, has struck once again. the great thing about it is the situation is so peaceful and brings a really warm feeling to it. kind of like the ending to amelie. the awful thing about it is that although i could make an attempt to bring the situation to reality, there are simply too many circumstances that prevent me from doing so. maybe after college.

so if i had such a dream, i could not do the things ive been dreaming.

duuuuuuuuude. when i have no music to listen to, i just pop in one of my belle and sebastian cds and things just start rolling. whered my tigermilk go?