ok so ive been trying to write short stories lately, i have 2 from last month that i think are great. so..last night i dreamt i was selling book unsuccessfully at a music festival in a shopping mall in Long Island. i sold 3 books to some sweaty dudes then packed it up and got drunk (sang fuels "glitter" obnoxiously) with my publicist (dont have one IRL) then i met your DAD (jimi cactus). blah blah blah saw u, we made out, then we saw 4 guys accidentally discharge a gun and basically get ripped to shreads by police dogs. also it was new years? the end? ill drop you another line when i finish it.