Last night in my dream had a very realistic fight with devon. he bit me and it hurt really bad and i looked at him in the eye in a way that said i was hurt. and he didn't say anything so we went about our day shopping. but i had class the next day and my books for my morning literature class and bottle of pills was at his house so i said i'll come get it. but he disappears and then i see him running away from me and i can't catch up and then he goes and grabs my books and pills and leaves them under a tree (oberlin north quad) and runs away. and then i sit on the ground near the books and cry and call him on the phone and say why'd you do that. he comes back and says the way you looked at me when i bit you hurt my feelings. And then i woke up. and i was distressed because this is so close to something that would actually happen. when we wake up the fire alarm of the man upstairs is going off like crazy and normally it stops but today it keeps going and going. it starts smelling like smoke in my bedroom so i go upstairs and knock on the door and he's not home and devon goes onto the fire escape to look into the window and i go on the roof. and he says the room is so full of smoke he can't see past the curtains. and i go down and try his front door and its unlocked and i open it an inch and black smoke billows out. and i go out on the roof and im wearing my pajamas and wedge heels and devon is on the phone with the fire department and i'm like call 911 CALL 911 and he's like I AM. and i'm like they don't understand. and four firetrucks and 100 firemen show up and me and alex and emma and devon and string bean are outside on the porch and the firemen are like this fucking guy and his damn stove again. can't cook for shit. meatballs and homemade pasta from dinner last night for breakfast. doing my homework at the greenpoint library (blogging, journaling, eating a snack). then going to turkey's nest with emma justin devon so excited.