
It's raining and it's trash day. I'm thinking, "If I were rich, I'd stick a $20 to the trash can every rainy day just to say thanks to guys that pick it up!" Then as I leave the trash can at the curb, it falls over and trash goes everywhere and I have to pick it up.
I'm working as a waitress at one of 2 pizza joints, depending which one my ex-bff Angela isn't working at. She keeps switching and I keep switching to get away from her. She's trying to be my friend again and telling me some sob story about her ex-boyfriend, then I just blow up at her and shout, "YAH THAT'S WHAT YOU DID TO ME!!!" Then I slap her.
On my way home, to my mom's house again, I stop at IKEA. Some lady asks if I know where the industrial sinks are, so I say, "Yes!" and show her. Then I start acting like I'm working there, and helping everyone, and asking other customers if they know where stuff is to help the customer who was looking for it. On my break I go outside to smoke and this guy is driving off with my sister Britney in the car. He is freakin out cuz she is having a seizure or something, and I tell him to hurry and get her to a hospital. Then he gives me a blunt and his car and they drive off (in my sister's car I guess).
So I put out the blunt, not knowing what to do with it, and get in his car. It's a stick shift, and I'm having a REALLY hard time driving it. I go down an alley and see this big Toy Cemetery behind Goodwill. I see some toys I think Shelburne would like. Maybe I'll go back later. Then I'm smoking on top of a hill and I see the kids from our church playing with the toys in the cemetery. Some of them go back to my mom's with me where we wrestle with putting playpens together and getting high chairs out of the attic.

I go for a walk with my hubby, and the has a camera. He is taking pictures of me laying on the ground covered in leaves with a halo or crown of sticks around my head. He is up on a ladder taking the pictures.
I walk to work alone. There is a big staircase like you would see on the front of a rather large building. There I see two grown men dancing up and down the stairs, and they are so happy, and they are wearing blue mini-skirts and diapers. Dancing around. Possibly in love.
In the morning I go on the balcony of my mom's house and arrange all these white tables and chairs like a fancy restaurant, making sure the light is hitting them just so, and when you look out the window you see them just perfectly. And it is all white...