I had weird dreams last night.
But, only two in which I remember.
I rarely dream about anything besides web slinging, and this has been like this since early high school. So, I find it very strange when I dream about something other than that.

#1. I was at my old house in Lorain. I was in the driveway, and from the South there was a very hideous Asian prostitute walking toward me. When she was walking toward me, a narrators voice in my head said "here comes a 'mostitute'." When she was approaching me, I immediately started to shake my head NO. She still continued towards me, and she had her hands, and arms outstretched. On her hands was an orange, with fewer words, a orange venereal type disease. I kept saying no, and shaking my head. She had the creepiest face, and started to rub her arms, and hands so that the orange flakes were falling on me. I woke up and sat up. Ben was still up at 3am reading in his bed. I said out loud, while still 80% asleep, What the fuck!?! Then I went back to bed. He kind of looked at me funny this morning. When Mike was here, he would always be up late, and when my roommates are up late I tend to talk in my sleep.

#2. I will only summarize, because I don't remember it that well. Julio Franco, an old baseball player for the Indians gave me his car keys at Giant Eagle. I guess we were old friends or something, but I asked him if I could borrow his car, and he said sure. I drove to pick up Greg, Dominica, and Emily. I then got completely pissed drunk, and since Emily just got her license I told her she could drive. Then we were back in the parking lot at Giant Eagle, and I told her to slow down. It was snowy and icy, and we slid like 100 yards, hitting 4 cars. The next thing I know is that my head is in my moms lap and I'm crying. I think I might have died in my dream, and the most comfortable place (my heaven) is in with my head in my moms lap and her telling me good things. I woke up with tears in my eyes, and since I haven't talked to my family for about 3 weeks, I felt really sad, and a deep longing for them.