I was once told that I should not eat sweets prior to going to bed.
I had an Oreo McFlurry pretty late at night recently.
I subsequently had three insane dreams.
First there was the Motorcycle Club that wouldn’t let me in because I had a pet hamster. (But maybe these guys will?)
Then I dreamt there were two Brytins, but he wasn’t necessarily a twin – more like a clone. One would go to school and one would stay home with me.
And finally, there was a real estate business I had looked into that was really a front for Swingers/Sex Slave ring.
In between those crazy dreams, I had a few other random moments: Chris borrowed $1600 to his co-worker Martin for his new motorcycle. Of course, I was livid because Martin had his own $4000 to buy his bike.
And when Lisa Bautista was dropping me off at the real estate/swinger gathering, she asked me “Why are you always trying to ‘improve’ yourself and not for the sake of a higher salary? You’re amazing. Leave it alone.”
I have no idea what any of this means. What I do know, is that I will never again have 82 grams of carbohydrates right before bed.