And then cleavage attracted my attention

I had a three dreams last night:

First, I was Batman. I was riding in the Batmobile through alleys and swinging across building with the grappling gun. My biggest challenge was a villain that tried to shake my hand with a cigarette, which I was able to withstand, and I tee'd off on all his vital points ... But even after repeated kicks to the groin, he taunted at first, "That doesn't work on me." But eventually I killed him.

Second, I was driving that Americana trolley. It was hard keeping it straight. But when I couldn't drive it uphill under a bridge, I gave up.

Third, I had to think of an excuse to get away from my mommy so that I could meet up with this chick Nicky to have sex. In real life, Richard once showed me a pic on his phone of Nicky's tits. (See entry 3/17/10.) So I was rushing through the neighborhood - ala American Pie - to meet up with Nicky ... But woke up before I could reach the destination. Boo.

End dreams.

I did my 11th day at the gym. There's nothing on TV on Thursday nights, so I had a quiet evening studying at Barnes & Nobles. Some asian dude who barely spoke English didn't want anyone sitting next to him because he was looking at naked pics of chicks.

And then cleavage attracted my attention. There was this white chick sitting by herself. Reddish brown hair in a high, short ponytail. Not sure if her jacket was real leather or pleather. Jeans torn to be bellbottoms and dark sneakers. She's in my database.