My dreams from last night are sketchy in my mind. Most of them were bad. I can only remember bits and pieces. Mainly just one bit from each one.

I dreamt:
-absolutely everyone, except for one person, hating me, very passionately.
-I wrapped a dead, hairless cat up in saran wrap (I think I was planning on taking it to the vet later, not eating it.
-An ugly, fat girl danced in front of me. The song was Kylie Minogue's Can't Get You Outta My Head. She was pretending to flirt with me to get to a friend of mine.
-I sat on a porch waiting to buy drugs; hard drugs. I wasn't allowed into the house because it was my first time there. The owner of the house was that guy who played the veterinarian on the Trailer Park Boys. The one who took bullets out of Ricky and lost his job.

The rest of the memories are fading now.