2004-05-26 - 11:27 a.m.

Last night I dreamed about a costume shop, and running around like idiots, trying on hats made of metal. When I looked in the mirror wearing a princess-style aluminum hat, I percieved that I was barely there, as if I were seeing myself from across a vast plane of heavy air. Then, someone tried to talk to me who was suddenly a carpenter, and I thought, "Fuck this."