happyfish

I had this creepy dream last night where I got beat up by about seven people. Or the gang was just called the Sevens. I don't know. I wasn't in the position to count them. Though I think I ended up killing them all in the end? Weird. I also kind of felt rather violent as a result.
And then this weird guy tried to help me carry my portfolio on the way home and I was like: "Um, no. Really, I don't need help with this." And then he was all like: "you're never going to make it." I just smirked and walked on. I dunno about the whole carrying of portfolio case thing? Was he just trying to be nice? Because I really can't see why someone would try to steal something that really has no value at all.