so…unless it was a super lay down on the phone coincidence, I called this girl that apparently I’ve been missing since the last time we hung out in december at around 2 a.m. last night. I remember waking up around that time and eating some advil with a glass of water but I def didn’t call her. So either I imagined calling her in my dream and actually did it while sleep-walk drunk dialing or I don’t know
I used to have a lot of phish dreams but I don’t anymore. I feel pretty distant from the band nowadays. 
I do regularly have dreams of being assasinated/murdered every month or so, and that’s pretty taxing.

He is not huge into Phish, but I gave him a variety of live and studio tunes a year ago that I know he listens to. Still, what better way to get somebody into Phish than to bring them to their first show/concert with a fourth row seat? Especially with somebody that knows what the fuck their doing (me). Obviously I’m kind of tweaked out about it, but I still think it’d be a blast if it happens. My Mom’s deal with him was that as the following week is finals for him he has to study enough the week before in order to go. Let’s hope the little fucker keeps his shit together 