Current mood:	drained
Current music:	Ferry Corsten - Fire (Radio Edit)

Oil, Wax, And Tears
Really good dream last night. I was at home, and Martha Stewart was upstairs doing some cooking show of hers. Anyway, I was making schnitzel style stuff with various meats, and wanted her help with a couple of them - particularly the fish and the squid. We breaded all of the different meats and she actually did the first two basically on her own, the first two being the fish and the squid. She didn't like squid either though, so I don't even really know why I bothered cooking it. I do remember thinking that it was such a great way to cook the food though, and when I woke up I was very pleased to have a new idea of how to prepare my normally boring meals. FRY THEM IN OIL!! Once in a while anyway.

I also had a dream that I was in Creemore, and this factory had moved into the village that made things out of wax.  Stuff like fruit and fake food.  I didn't have a good feeling about this situation.  I remember being in a hallway with Alicia, at the end of which there was a kitchen.  There was a delicious looking apple danish on a little shelf, but it was made of wax so we couldn't eat it!  What kind of useless danish is that?!

I got in a fight today with my dad and we both cried. Sometimes I forget that I love him.