>I just dreamt that my brother gave me a cow for my birthday.

It was a calf, but I lived in a small apt in Worcester. I brought it home, and it grew… it was still rather young, a few weeks old but it was starting to grow quite large. The apt was starting to look more and more like a barn, complete with food shelf for the cats… cobwebs, unfinished wood from mid-wall down. I only remember there being 1 cat (fitzy, whom I saw briefly) but I was under the impression there were at least 2.

I went to Hooters with Phil — and Gutter was there. I introduced myself to the woman, declined the bikini car wash, and Gutter broke into a brakedance spin on his back, knocking over my drink which I had set on the floor (not much left). I was attempting to control the situation — being kind of bossy. I looked over at Phil and he was mimicking me, mocking me and being all crazy and flailing.

I was then at a table, talking with two guys. They were apparently from Relay. One guy was a notorious lier. Everything that came out of his mouth was some story about some famous person. In this particular story he was talking about a guy he did a call for recognized his voice (he wouldn’t normally acknoledge and talk to this guy, but they were in the war together) and ended up offering a plane ride to come see him or something.

When I woke I was just about to give the cow some hay, in my bedroom.