ook. last night i was plagued by strange dreams about violence. the one i remember most vividly is being at a party. it was a strange party hosted by robyn, whom i work with. she was having this party at a library and my entire family was there. as well as all my coworkers. so everyone was getting ready to eat and this band of evil cheerleaders and models came into the room and started busting heads. it was so odd. . . they were shooting people and toppling bookcases onto people. it was strange.

i also dreamt that someone killed my grandma and i knew who it was but i had to get the lady’s lime-green negligee and matching stilletto heels to prove she committed the crime. i am not sure how i wrangled it. . . but i got the proof.

i also dreamt i was going to korea with a tall, dark-haired man with large hands. he was my boyfriend and was picking on me for bringing something strange with. i am not sure what that strange thing was, but all the people seeing us off at the airport laughed and laughed at me.

i really wish i had a clue about dream interpretation.