Sunday Morning

Dream was a weird version of Veronica Mars meets my life.
She was solving a Rape and murder. But she wasn't really, it was like I was on a holodeck and playing between her and someone else, because I was apparently already aware of some of the larger details of the case, the only thing I couldn't remember was the name. It was in my friend Malley's parent's house.

Except larger, and it swapped from about  single rape and murder to a weird cult holding the house party hostage. Cell phones were collected, except for mine which was my old iphone 3GS. I solved the murder, but knew I had to wait for the police to ride in to the rescue, which was some time away, so I volunteered to cooperate if they let me sit on a couch and watch TV, which they did. Then veronica mars dragged some other blond girl, cute enough I suppose. She was handcuffed, and bitching about it. I don't remember the specifics, but this girl was an ex (not a real ex) of mine. Claiming she had some something something... whatever. It's fading now, some big dude i nthe cult came down, worried about a wire tap in a lamp, since the light was out...

That's where I woke up. It was a weird and offputting dream

The best of us can find happiness in misery(Fall Our Boy Lyrics)

Say my name and his in the same breath
I dare you to say they taste the same
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames

Erase myself and let go
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now

I don't care what you think as long as it's about me 
The best of us can find happiness in misery 
Said,
I don't care what you think as long as it's about me 
The best of us can find happiness in misery

Oh take a chance, let your body get a tolerance 
I'm not a chance, put a heat wave in your pants 
Pull a breath like another cigarette 
Pawnshop heart trading up (trading up) 

On the oracle in my chest, 
Let the guitar scream like a fascist 
Sweat it out, shut your mouth 
free love on the streets but 
in the alley it ain't that cheap, now

I don't care what you think as long as it's about me 
The best of us can find happiness in misery 
Said,
I don't care what you think as long as it's about me 
The best of us can find happiness in misery

Said,
I don't care just what you think 
as long as it's about me, you said
I don't care just what you think 
as long as it's about me, I said
I don't care (I don't care)
Said, I don't care (I don't care)
Said, I (I) don't (don't) care (care)
I (I) don't (don't) care (no I don't)
I don't care, (I said)
I don't care, (I said)
I (I) don't (don't) care (care)

I don't care what you think as long as it's about me 
The best of us can find happiness in misery 
Said,
I don't care what you think as long as it's about me 
The best of us can find happiness in misery