Thanks for your interpretations on Thursday night's adventures. Last night, the car theme came back...same idea, problems with the brakes. But this time I was much cooler. I was looking for a car that would be good for drag racing (because I am such a hooligan) and found this dude that had a five 0'clock shadow and a bit of a sketchy, yet somehow sexy, look about him that was selling a yellow 1970s corvette...you know the kind that's all curvy and has the headlights that pop-up? Anyway, he warned me that the brakes needed some work, but I was so in love with the car, I bought it anyway and drove it to the race. Of course, I have problems with the brakes, but I was expecting it and it was more exhilarating than scary. Going faster and faster, and it didn't seem to matter if I stopped.

So, I guess this dream taught me to embrace this period of out of controlness and just go with it. After all, I've got an awesome car. However, I wonder why it was yellow.