woke up to monica laughing, after dreaming that she was sharing $98/bar coffee with me. how odd! i’ve been having so many and such strange & close to reality dreams lately, i sort of dislike it. also, i always wake up mid-night sweaty and too hot under my down comforter. never when sam is here though, which is a little backwards. got up too early for pancakes with alayna that i didn’t really want to have, but no one was downstairs, except a sad john. he had been waiting up for trip/jasmine since seven, could hear them down the hall, but they never came to meet him. it’s abnormal seeing john glum. oh devil makes three pandora, i love you. i wonder what i’ll get done today.