Hmm, the details have already become mushy. I suppose that's just the way dreams are.

I know there was some sort of theme party mixed in with kids from back home, kids from here (it was at Maria's apartment), and people from the mobster episode of Monster House I watched last night. There was alcohol and my mother and “aunt” Becky. The radio was playing a really horrible popular punkish/metal song on repeat, but it soon changed to CFSR. Somehow Mike and Maria had set up a broadcaster in the basement that caused all radios and televisions in the area to play only what they wanted. This was much to the dismay of many present… hehe.

After the party broke up and people went their seperate ways (I know Brandi, Steph, Tessa, Emma, and Liz Engel were there for sure. There were lots of others as well) I was left alone with Maria in her place. That's when Collin Bretsch and family (a random kid from Brookings. I have no idea why) came bearing gifts for me. When that was finished with, I found a lego duplo doorway with a note taped inside. It was a love note from someone who must have been at the party. He explained how amazing he thought I was, how he was too shy to talk to me, and how he was involved in debate and interp. He made reference to hating the Aberdeen reader's theatre (though I think he was supposed to be from Watertown) and seeing me in the front row and being happy. It was hard to read the note, as it was dream handwriting, but when I was trying to figure out his name (Brian? Jeff? Eh?) the dream started to fade just as I'd figured out his msn name and I was trying to contact him when I realized I was in bed and there had been no party.

sigh

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