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I had a pretty odd dream last night. I'm not too sure how it started but at some point I was wandering around the lawn seats of the tweeter concert (which of course looked nothing like the way it should have) with Tristen in a stroller at a Dead show. At some point I got ahold of Isaac and some other friends I have that are GD fans, not so much "heads" though, and sat with them but they didn't seem to be in the mood to be around me at all. In fact, I've felt like I was being avoided all together, perhaps because I had Tristen with me. There were bleachers and tents set up so it was more like a festival then a one time 3 hours show and I had a tent set up myself. I walked over to the bleachers after my strange encounter with my friends (I suppose every encounter at a Dead show is strange though hehe) and found all these little hits of acid on the ground and very carefully, as not to draw attention to my brilliant discovery, bent down to collect as many as I could. Then I found two whole sheets (a sheet 100 hits) and forgot about the individual hits, except two that I snatched for myself and took right then and there, and grabbed the two sheets. I remember giving one to Isaac for good faith but never was able to get it back and the other I almost lost several times...wouldn't be the 1st time I've lost hits and won't be the last. But I don't remember the show or anything beyound. Funny though, the way the Tweeter was set up I've dreamt about before. I guess we choose an astral projection for certain places in our dreams and because of our comfort, attachment, or ability to recognize them later on as that place again we reuse them and they become a reoccurring thing.

Two weeks, that's all, until the Dead start their tour. And two weeks until I head out to Charollestville, VA (DMB's stomping ground!!) to see my 1st show. No doubt it will be the concert highlight of my summer, perhaps even year. I CANNOT WAIT!!!!! It's a nice little light along what's been a dark road I've traveled the last few months.

Hm anything else? Oh Jack helped me fix my car, and by help I mean he did all the work and I sat there entertaining him by jabbering on like a monkey while he cursed at things. I owe him big time for that because he saved me a lot of money and cursing myself. Had a rather strange moment when hours after Matt and I had a little trist on the phone and he made a comment about my "boy toy", Jack called his ex to talk to Gavin (his son) and his ex made a comment about me..."say hi to Ashlee for me". Apparently Gavin was talking about me all day and it must have hit a nerve, or maybe she just brought it up to to smug with him but the way she said it was almost as if she was taking a dig at me but I guess I can't really take it that way because she had no idea I was next to him at the time and I could hear her say it. Odd, the whole conversation he had with her and his son the only thing I could hear was Gavin yelling "Why?" and that last little bit she through out there at him. Hmmm? But needless to say I still had a good time with him yesterday. We do nothing at all and still find a way to make the hours fly by.

Peace,
Ashlee

Current Music: "Standing on the Moon"~GD