I spent an unusual amount of time at work, in the cafeteria, fumbling with the vending machines and trying to get snacks out of them.

Finally I get some cinnamon sugar Pop Tarts.

I had these last night at work, and I tend to think I'm not dreaming when dreaming.

Somehow I end up in a museum. There seems to be a display of large numerals, lined up in a pattern of exponential growth, like 2 4 8 16. Somehow, this is supposed to be a graph of the increasing amount of other things cut with pre-consumer cocaine. There's an informational video on that says cocaine is frequently mixed with laundry detergent.

I'm not convinced.

I walk past a pool table where some people I don't really know, regulars at the local Rocky Horror cast, are playing. I conversed with them about something or other (it was mundane). It ends with a hug and a handshake from the one wearing spikes and pale makeup. I move on.

I find myself in front of the Brady Bunch house, modified to have a large window in front, proudly displaying a table with the whole family sitting around it. Father Brady has precisely four lines of coke, snorting them from the top of a book. Cindy proudly holds up a large plastic bag full of crack rocks, as Bobby does a line with Dad.

Crash!

Suddenly, a wrecking ball comes through the front of the Brady compound; Cindy and Bobby scramble to gather up the white powder and dispose of it quickly.

It is not known whether or not Alice flushed all of it in time.

I wake up with a giant boner.

The envelope had this written on it:

Have you seen her face? like that? She said
she seen something, and she wont be the same

Three of my friends were vandalizing my house

I caught them, went into my front yard, and they explained it was a celebratory fire they were lighting on my car. I chased them away and went inside to read.

I hear noises on my roof. Look through the kitchen window and see nothing. Next I hear my hose turning on and then see the hose coming through the window.

I wake up.

I recall that yesterday someone told me they would put a hose in my window while I am downstairs relaxing.