"Daddy, why are you hurting mommy?"

I found a bunch of the guys i play poker with on thursday nights eating Pizza, so i joined them.

I was driving in a residential area at night admiring the Christmas decorations on all the houses and didn't notice that there was a cul-de-sac, so i drove right up someone's lawn to their front door. I had to turn around to get back on the
road, and by the time i did this, there was a rent-a-cop person waiting for me. She told me she wasn't gonna do anything, but the people in the house might press charges or something. Someone came out of the house, and they did not seem too pleased.

I randomly showed up at a Krikorian down south with my mom and sister, and Lucas and some other people were there. Scott Haddad and some other people ate all my Graham Crackers. Somebody there was talking about how they didn't even look at Brawl, and i told them it was because they were an idiot (does that make sense gramatically? because it doesn't seem like it).

Apparently, i was doing something that looked like i was "hurting" Shelly. At least, that's what Lam (and, i believe, justin) said. I explained to Lam that she was the girl who i visited for a week on my road trip. I think there was actually more to that because i remember talking to somebody about getting money from people when i went on my road trip (not WHILE i was on my road trip, but like...before...in support? or something? Like how people give people money for graduation, apparently? something like that). They seemed to think i should've got money from everyone i know, but i told them i only got money from like one person. I think the weirdest part about it was that as i was explaining these things, i said that 
Shelly had sad goodbye to me before i left for my trip or something. It was like...she was out here going to school with my before i left, and by the time i made it to the east coast and back, she was at home in New Mexico where i visited her.

I woke up and went pee in a toilet that was in my mom's room for some reason. That, of course, woke her up, and she told me i wasn't supposed to go in there (because that would wake her up, of course). It was too early for me to wake up for reals, so i was debating whether or not to write my dreams before going back to bed. Then, i woke up for real and had the same argument with myself (until i realized it was actually 1:40, so i should probably just get up).