I had a dream about--well, what else do I dream about these days?--and managed to pick up a partner along the way. It was the Marty Balin-muttonchopped-demon-Quaker-folk-rocker from the night previous! He was imitating Arlo Guthrie and Bob Dylan and hitchhiking across America, it turned out, and he said he was sorry for trying to slice my wings off, but they seem to have disappeared now, so what the hell was the matter anyway. We buddied up and got a ride from a very sane-looking gentleman in a suit and tie who talked about inoffensive topics like the weather... and then he decided he had to drive on this not-yet-complete bridge. The Quaker-demon-folk-rocker-guy screamed like a little girl and we clinged to one another praying for safe landings when we went careening over a very high curve.

Miraculously, we landed safely and ran up the road a bit to catch a safer ride. Some Mexican lady driving an Estes truck came up and gave us a ride. She was nice. But she dropped us off at a summer camp and my friend Leah (from a few years past, accompanied by her pal Joy) met us in the dining hall. :D We signed up as counselors for awhile. Mr Muttonchops (I really should find a name for him) decided to teach music and sleep in a treehouse and invited me to do the same (OMG EW BOYCOOTIES), but I have trouble avoiding walls and debris and shit when I'm at ground-level; I'd never be able to make it out alive to take a piss in the middle of the night if I were sleeping in a treehouse.

So I slept in this odd barrel-on-its-side cabin. o_O There's a house like that over near Grandma Allie's apartment, and it's a source of endless amusement for us. Anyway, Mr Muttonchops and I got bored with the summer camp after awhile, quit, and moved on. A lady who quite resembled my real mum picked us up and drove us to the beach, stopping at a gas station. We had a rather odd argument over a ham sandwich (me = vegetarian, she = wanted me to eat a ham sandwich instead of a veggie burger). O___o

I woke up at that point--unfortunately--so I dunno what Mr Muttonchops and I did after that. Perhaps it'll carry on tonight? I like Mr Muttonchops. XP Space case~! I hope that someday, I have a cool hitching partner like him. Right little weirdo, but a friendly one. :3