I am thankful that I do not live in New Jersey.
I am thankful for my friends.
I am thankful for raddy.
I am thankful for Spot.
I am thankful that I have 982 dreams before the end of November.
Beyond that, I'm not picky. But really it oughta have a radio.
We were at a party in this huge house and we got separated. I was looking for my son throughout the house and I found you in bed with my friends cousin who is autistic. When I saw you in bed with her I started screaming at you for taking advantage of her. She assured me she knew what she was doing. You asked me if I still loved you and I said of course. Then I left the room to continue searching for my son.
While roaming around the place looking for the kitchen because I was hungry and knew there was a box of doughnuts waiting on the counter I heard someone. I wasn't alone in the place. So I started sneaking around and subsequently jumping at my own shadow.
Turns out that it was Olympics Guy who had found the doughnuts. He had already eaten them all and told me that he was surprised that I was there. I didn't know how he knew Ronni but he did.
Not much else survives my dreaming.