I had a totally weird dream last night. I have these neighbors down the sidewalk (I think their names are chad and amy, but i really don't know.) Anyway, we've never talked at length, but they seem to be pretty nice kids and we always say hello or wave at each other when we're both outside smoking. Anyway, in my dream Amy (except her name wasn't amy in the dream) invites me up for a drink for some reason, while chad isn't home.... you see where this is going, don't you? so we're just hanging out having a drink, and somehow hanging out involves being in their bedroom in my boxers. So then chad comes home and I start frantically looking for my pants, which have naturally disappeared, but he comes back to the bedroom before i can find them. I'm trying to think really hard of a legitimate reason why i would possibly be back in their bedroom, in my boxers, with his wife (or girlfriend, i've never ascertained the extent of their relationship but they just had a kid together so one might assume they're fairly committed. in real life that is, the baby was nowhere to be found in this dream.) but as it happens, it doesn't matter, as chad doesn't find anything unusual about the fact that I'm back there, alone, with his wife, in my underwear.

I could expect to have a dream like that about somebody i'm seeing, or even just want to see, but i don't know that i've ever had one like that about a perfect stranger. well, semi-perfect stranger, anyway.... i didn't get much past chad not kicking my ass--i woke up right around that point. I think maybe it might have something to do with a conversation i had earlier that night with a friend who has committment issues.