:: begin dream sequence ::

for some reason, i'm at my high school, in the cafeteria. i'm in line for lunch, and the people around me are being very loud. they are annoying me. i get up to the lunchlady and for some ungodly reason, they're not serving pizza. i know that it's friday, and they always serve pizza on friday. it's some kind of chicken thing.

i get to the end of the line, and i go to grab a little box of milk, and the lady taking the money stops me, telling me that it's going to cost extra. i argue with her about the fact that we've always gotten milk for free, that it has always and should always be part of the lunch, not extra. she doesn't believe me, and i go away empty handed.

i get to a table, adn find a seat, but i sit there looking at my meager meal. i'm dissapointed. i need something else. i look around the table at the familiar faces, none of which i can see, but i know that they're familiar. i'm thinking of which of them could be my gopher and run adn get me something.

i stand up, look at them, pondering what i should do. i can't decide.

:: finish dream sequence ::

this was the last of many dreams last night, each one stranger than the last. right now, this is the only one that i can remember. it's wierd how that happens.