Dream Log 3

February 23, 2007

I get arrested by Janitor for DUI while driving around with Paris Hilton, even though I don’t drink and I did NOT run that stop sign. Or hit those pedestrians. Janitor is obviously drunk, I can smell the whiskey on him, yet I’m the one in trouble. (Yes, my brain hijacked the plotline from last night’s episode of Scrubs.) I’m sentenced to 10 weeks in rehab, but Paris and I walk around a craggy park in 80’s-style nightshirts, trying to convince people of our innocence.

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