hoo-boy.. talk about a fucked up bizarre dream. something about a web programming class; a grungy department store; a guy i went through high school with, following me through the department store; a guy on the run from the cops; a twin sister of mine, who was dating the guy on the run; a party held in honour of the guy on the run, once he got away; the twin sister turning up half way through the party, telling us he got captured by pirates, after we lowered him down a cliff face to hide.
very friggin odd. i don’t want to know what that’s about..