It was the 23rd for so long. Then I slept for 18 hours and now it's the 24th. I had a buncho of dreams. There was one where I went sledding and then Ma came by with the van to pick up the sled. I had to walk way back through the woods to where I had left it. She didn't want me in the van because my pants would melt all over the place. They were so icy. I had a hard time walking.

There was this class that I had only on Fridays. And I always forgot about it. I had missed several exams. And now I was hoping I could pass anyway. I've had this dream before. My dad says everyone that's been to school has this dream. Over and over again. For the rest of their life. :(

And there was this other dream where we were driving in the van back from Elver park. And I was driving up Hammersley and thinking about how all the big TV and radio towers that I saw up ahead we would pass. And then they'd get closer and we'd pass them. And then Hammersley turned into like an interstate highway and we were driving home from somewhere far away. I was navigating offramps and things, going really fast. The speed limit was 325 miles per hour, and sure enough that's how fast I was going. One guy that was with us kept talking about he was the king of something or other.