You know how to have those dreams where there is a song you write or hear and it's the most beautiful song in the world but when you wake up you can't remember it at all?

Well I remembered mine. And this is how it goes:

I'll be waiting for you
I'll be waiting for you
And I'll be your guard dog
Because you seriously need a guard dog.

Notes from Church

That little blonde girl was blowing bubbles with her spit. I accidentally gave her a dirty look and she now looks petrified and there's a spit bubble on her upper lip.

Emily's mouth doesn't always close all the way and I'm not sure why. Her eyes don't always close all the way either.

Once upon a time there were three naughty piglets. Other people thought they were naughty a little I guess but mostly they were just obnoxious to be around because they THOUGHT they were so naughty.

One of them was bossy (Hope), one of them liked to play it cool (Lydia), and one of them was just gross (me).

They liked to play in the woods and shoot their guns and smoke and defecate in holes in the ground. One day their play time was interrupted by a little white bunny walking up to them.

Unsure how to react, the littlest one said "hi" in its squeaky pig voice.

"Word." said the bunny, sipping a Corona. The pigs were taken aback by this show of bravado.

"Let's be friends." said the bunny. The smallest piglet hugged him.

But he hugged him too tightly and choked him out on accident.

For a while they played doctor, with the bossy pig wanting to perform surgery, but being overruled.

When the bunny still didn't wake up they played soccer with him being the ball, & the defecation hole being the goal.

The bunny woke up.

"I need a cigarette" he said with pomp.