There was one dream I had last night in which I had this roommate that was this big scary black guy that I tried to be nice and friendly to at first but he beat me up and made fun of my website. So I first tried to get away by sleeping in the van, but maybe he found me there and harassed me some more so the next time I was to run into him I was going to have a big pitchfork that I could stab him with if he decided to be a jerk some more. After I stabbed him with the pitchfork he was really friendly and then I felt bad for stabbing him with the pitchfork.

In another dream I was really ugly. Like I had a really stupid shaped nose.

Later I dreampt that there had been some massive oil fires on the earth and they had really messed up the atmosphere and now there was all this oily soot all over the ground that killed all the plants. It was dark out and I was with a bunch of people standing in this parking lot (about where the bridge over the beltline by my house is - hammersley and sub-zero were there but the beltline was much farther back and there was no bridge). There was this segmented bus that we wanted to use, but nobody knew how to drive a bus. So some guy volunteered to try and drive the bus. Maybe it was me. After driving for about 2 seconds we crashed into a pile of stuff. Everyone was like "man, that didn't work". And then I saw out the window this tall glowing blue tower. People on the bus were all like "oh crap it's a spreader!". While I was running away from it like everyone else I was trying to figure out what it would spread. Like maybe it was going to fall over and slice the bus apart. But as I ran i felt some oily stuff dripping on me and I figured that's what it spread. And as I was running I realized that I was running in slow motion. It wasn't like other dreams where I just couldn't run fast, it was just as if time was slowed down. I thought of that David Firth video where he was trying his hardest to run but couldn't move very fast and it was very frustrating, and realized that I had just realized that I was dreaming. So I was totally like "screw this, I'm just going to fly!", and so I flew up above the building tops. The sky and the horizon was all hazy and awesome, and it smelled nice up there, too. I had to destroy the spreader, though. I didn't want to do something lame like have it just disappear, though, so I decided to throw a bomb at it. Of course it didn't matter that there might be people nearby because I was dreaming.