i nearly forgot

i had this weird dream the other night where i was at work but walls were where they aren't anymore and nothing else was there. so we (myself and a couple hundred other non-existent employees) simply sat along the edges of the room and created chattering noises. later it was tomorrow and i hadn't gone to work yet (i hate when work shows up in my dreams but i'll accept this one) because i was busy celebrating a friend' sister's surprise birthday party. the party was a hit until the zombies showed up. in the end i was feeling fluish and was late to work, but i needed to help them clean up all the blood and body parts before their parents came home. i painted a wall on the outside to cover the blood.

the next night i had a dream i was telling my friend (the same one) about the first dream.

i'm sure a towel showed up somewhere in there too.

damned towels.