This afternoon during a nap I dreamed that starla had a party at her house. She had this patio thing that opened up into an awesome pool with all these sweet lights. For some reason, I told Noah I was going out to work but I really went to starla's party instead. MacGuffin was there, and several others I can't remember at the moment. We got totally wasted and there was some making out involved but I can't remember who it was with. I ended up falling asleep in a tangled pile of people on one of starla's swank outdoor sofas. I woke up in a panic, knowing that I ought to have returned home from "work" hours ago and Noah would be mad. (For some reason I wasn't concerned with him being worried about me.)
Why do I keep dreaming of getting wasted at these decadent forum parties?