It was actually Ciddy, not Cindy

I had a dream last night that Allison from Palmdale was working at a convenience store in the Valley. End of dream.

I think my subconsciousness is trying to remind me that Allison has started going to the Dragonfly on Thursdays for Drum & Bass night, which is what I went to with Heather's 39-year-old sister, Naomi. (See entry 7/22/11.) Speaking of which ...

I just remembered that last night while at Barnes & Noble, I saw a familiar face. But I didn't call out to her because I couldn't remember her name. It was Naomi's friend who accompanied us to the Dragonfly that night.

I was watering Alex's lawn, thinking he was coming home from Japan tomorrow when he walked outside of the house and called out to me. Thank God I wasn't singing. He actually got home last night. At first he thought I was some guy whose car he keyed last night for getting too close to his curb. He brought home two packages of mochi for my mommy and me. And he's off to Las Vegas tonight. What a life.

I watched last Sunday's episode of True Blood on HBO On Demand. I remembered I stayed up late last Sunday watching it illegally online.

I ended the night with calisthenics at the gym.