we do odd rather well.

i had some weird dreams last night. one involved being levitated and moved across my house and placed at my front door. another about winning a contest to get to see chace crawford's closet. like i give a crap who that is, but my friend meg, is pleasantly obsessed with him and she wrote about him in her blog last week. the last was rather strange and it involved performing in a band with page & plant, freddie mercury, and i think steve perry from journey. freddie was all mad at me because i said something wrong. all i could think about was how jacked up his teeth were (in my dream they were slightly exaggerated from what they were in life). odd but funny.

wonder what it all means?