Dream Log Entry 22

My dad called me worried that MySpace was going to prosecute everyone named Andrew, so I decided to pay him a visit. On my way to the car, an Asian guy jumped me for looking at him too long, though I was just admiring his beauty. I got lost in Westminster when trying to get to Boulder so I called my mom for directions, but then we started watching Dante’s Peak. We could only watch the first two minutes of it because the shrieking rotting corpse girl who attacked and ate cows was too scary.