So I watched the Wrestler last night, a very good, but depressing movie. So of course my dreams were all fucked up. I remember that Mickey Rourke had a pet spider, but it was covered in a ball of dust, twigs, and other shit. He had to put it somewhere for the spider to come out. The Wonder Bread man made an appearance, but he was supposed to be some hipster and his presence was really special. Then I was with Shari, Michael, and Amanda. We walked past a couple of dead, bloody cows in the road and I worried what Sophie would think.
Can't remember much more.
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