Craig Finn finishes his show at the Great Scott and sort of stampedes off the stage demanding "Karaoke!" I am standing looking at him and he says something to the affect of how bad he needs a cigarette and puts one in his mouth and heads toward the door.

I am with Ricky at a restaurant. I am noticing how he's bald and how he has such a smooth manner. I am trying to remember why I am meeting him, why I want to be here or why I don't want to be here. We are sitting in a booth with red leather cushions.

I am driving around with Lindsay. First she comes over to my parents house and I'm not sure what I'm doing there but I feel like I'm supposed to be leaving. We get high. We get in the car and get high. Maybe before that I remember being in the backyard. Some kind of thing is going on in Norwell it seems like. Me and Lindsay leave and we are driving around high and I think maybe we are trying to go to New York. I think we end up driving through New York but its not much like New York and more like the weird dream New York I've seen before in Dreams. I get some kind of flat tire. I'm driving and its a small car. We get lost and we decide to go around this loop ramp instead of taking the other lane which seems like it just keeps going. Neither way has a sign saying anything. I go around the loop ramp and get a flat tire and it just melts on the car like a cartoon flat tire. We end up stopping and going downstairs into a basement which looks like the basement of the two girls I used to babysit with Taylor Cleaves on Mt. Blue street. We go in there and then Scott Kitchen comes down the stairs and we are surprised to see him and he's surprised to see us but it makes sense as if we all know what we're doing there. Lindsay has to get home and I think our high is starting to wear off.

I also dreamed about Edna getting outside and just roaming around but not really going anywhere.

The night before Valentine's Day I dreamed my Dad had bought a scooter for my Mother for Valentine's Day. Not a scooter like a moped but a scooter like a Razor scooter like Kelsey has. I checked with him to see if this had happened in real life but it hadn't.

I am working at The Channel Cafe only its not the Channel. Joyce is there and everyone else plus a ton of other people and we are all in a back room kitchen. It is all chrome silver and everyone is busy doing something. It feels like a factory or an assembly line. I realize I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing and I run around looking at everyone else and trying to remember what I am supposed to be doing.

I am with Devon inside a movie theater, seems like one I've been to before in a dream...Kinda like an Imax. She has a bag of dehydrated limes and we are eating them. They are delicious and look like mini fig-size limes. She says they cost 15 cents at Trader Joes. We check the back and they are 0 calories. I remember seeing her from the side in a baggy dress and thinking it looked the same as I looked in a baggy dress like that and thinking that I didn't think she looked fat even though the dress was too big and ballooned out around her. Then I remember feeling fatter and out of shape compared to her and Lilly I think, who we meet up with. I feel like I want to be more like them. We are all supposed to be going somewhere.

Ryan and I are at South station. He is traveling with me or we are traveling together. We are waiting for a train and he gets on the train going the wrong way. He is waving to me through the window. I have to go to work. I am thinking whether I should wait for him to go back or get on the right train going the opposite way.