Last night I had a dream that I was celebrating my birthday in the middle of October. I was trying to show my mother how to draw the amplifier in the living room and how to make the perspective when some people started showing up for the party and I realized that I forgot to call my friends and invite them to the party. But there were people showing up to the house that I didn't even know. They were really rough teenagers and stuff, and they were bringing presents. And one of them brought me a little church ornament from Spain. I remember I was going to tape the party, so I went up to get the recorder and I put a tape in it and it started making this squeaking noise and that meant it was getting eaten up. And I just put it there and I decided I didn't have time for that.