rem sleep has been unnerving of late... been having a lot of bad dreams for the past couple weeks. some of the nightmarish-chainsaw-killer type. others are the kind where you dream of things that worry you, but you never talk about it or acknowledge it and so it manifests itself into terribly painful visions in your head during the night. i suppose there are a few things weighing on my mind, but are these bad dreams really necessary? cursed unconscious thought...
happily, daytime is a simpler and more enjoyable time for me. last week i hit five concerts in a row. it was a bit tiring since i also had to work nearly a 40 hour week, and kressler was correct to point out that i did a whole lot of standing last week. we saw the uber-awesome aqualung in san diego, wallflowers in anaheim, then augustana in la, howie day in la, and finally, howie day again in anaheim. we first saw augustana open for aqualung in san diego, and i liked them so much that when they told us they were going to play at the viper room, and dragged kressler and lisa to go see them again with me.
there's been the regular and requisite drinking and debauchery. i know it's been going on quite a bit lately, but since we're closing in on the final days with my drinking buddies, we're prolly going to amp it up some more to make the most of it. although, i think that means we're going to have to start drinking twice a day now... hehe :)
stupid nightmares! everone, wish me blissful slumber tonight...