From Ally

Christ, where do I start? I slept like a baby this weekend (turkey + rum and cokes = oxycontin) so i only remembered one dream. Its pretty messy. I dreamt that I went to highschool in a cave underground, like where mole people and chuds live. We had this photoshop project to do that had to include elements of September 11th and the soap store LUSH. Mine was this fireman all charred-up with a tear in his eye and the burning World Trade Centre behind him and he's holding a LUSH bag and it said "We Remember our Fallen Comrades". It looked like an old Communist Cold War poster. Anyways, so then we had this underground flea market at school too. It was part of our economics class and I had a clothing booth that was like, 30 feet high and 4 feet wide. I had this long 19th Century-style library ladder to get the clothes. It was very Harry Potter. This girl came up to me and was like "can I buy that orange shirt in a size small?" and im like "yeah, sorry, it only comes in cake" and I gave her this orange cake. Too weird. Then I had this turquoise and purple enamel bracelet (sort of like the enamel Hermes bracelets) and it had my name on it. Anyways, I lost it at the flea market and my boyfriend was like "i'll buy you another one from Hermes" but I couldn't tell him that the bracelet was this total Chinatown knockoff.
Seriously, THIS was the best dream I had all weekend.