Fuzzy headed idiot-talk.

I must have dreamed that whole Photogal exchange. Apparently she didn't ask me who was in my dream, I just thought she did!

It must be some sort of residual guilt over having a dream with a naked girl in it. Or maybe my id is poking out and pouting becasue I didn't go out with Rudy and a bunch of gurls last night and I'm feeling even guiltier for feeling like I missed out on something.

Or maybe I just need more coffee to shake off the fog crowding my head right now.