Bluh. That dream about the snakes all up in it wore me out. I woke up at a quarter to 7 this morning feeling like somebody'd whooped the ever-loving dogshit out of me.
I think I might have to go see my friend Steve's band Superstar Donkey Donkey play at the Pardon Johnny Cash Flower Pickin' Festival in Starkville next weekend. =) Looks like it could be fun, and I haven't seen Steve in forever.