I've been formally asked to be a girlfriend, ho ho ho, jolly day.

On another note, Tim had a nice lil dream with me in it:

"It was a monday, but it was a holiday. But it was one of those holidays like memorial day that people only care about because its a day off of work/school. I had been chatting with you on aim, and you were like "we should do something" but I'm like, no no I really need to get to a grocery store. I dont remember why. But, I had to take the bus there, and I had to go to the one in Davie...

so I get there, and its closed, because its the holiday, so im like "shit what now!" sooo i called you, and you were like "hey well im at this park that is nearby" so i walked there... and it was nice, but then we realized that neither of us had a ride home. So we go back to the grocery store parking lot, and you're like "oh here!" and you hop in the back of some redneck lookin pickup like "lets see if these people will give us a ride when they get back"

so the people come back, it was two guys, and they sorta talk to each other, and then they say "... hm yeah we'll give you a ride, but its gonna be the craziest ride of your life" and we're like "oh shit... okay" so they start driving fucking crazy and offroad and shit and we're in the back like flopping around, and then they start going up these stairs that go back and forth

and so i fall out the back and im hanging in the air by this rope, and they're going like vertical up these stairs, but theres all these rusty metal fences in between the layers of stairs, that im getting dragged over so im like "fuuuuck guys shit this is bad im gonna get tetanus"

aaaaand then you fall out the back, and fall like 30 feet, and your arm is going at this weird angle, and you're like sobbing like you're seriously injured and dying or something so im like "oooh shit oh no
and i start holding you and try to comfort you, and then you go "hahaha, you idiot im just messing with you, im fine"
yeah that was mean sarah...

anyway, the dudes finish taking me back to where our station wagon is, and then i remember i was gonna go to this concert thing, and i get there and its like, a ska show for terminally ill hospital patients, and it goes on for a while, and we leave, but we cant find the car... and then my grandad pulls up and he's like super pissed and he goes "ITS FOUR IN THE MORNING TIM YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO RETURN THIS CAR I HAD PLANS TONIGHT" but he's talking in this like gurgally voice, it was weird, and im like "ohhh shit im so sorry, but wait, you dont even live down here and you gave that car to my dad like 8 years ago, why do you need it?"
but anyway i get in the car, and motion for you to get in, but yr like "naw i dont want to mess with your angry grand dad," so you just stand there and we leave
i dont know what happened to you... the dream ended there"


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