last night i had a dream where i asked miguel if he was going to get one of the new powerbooks, since he's such a fan of warpiggish laptops.
he said he had a bunch of friends in jail, and that the money would be better spent on helping them.
i think i had a job at a cd store, and also it was after christmas and my family was putting away the christmas ornaments and we were all crying.
i attribute these dreams to the renegade chili that staged a coup in my intestines last night.