My Day and My Bad Dream

Yesterday was a good day. I took Trotta on a man-date at 1:45 to see Yes Man. What an amazing movie. I told Trotta that I think the only instructions the director (Peyton Reed, who directed "the Break Up", another awesome movie) had to give Zooey Deschanel was to be as incredibly cute as possible. I fell in love. Of course, Jim Carrey was incredible. If Jim Carrey was in a movie called "Watching Paint Dry" I'd go see it.
After the movie, we went to the mall because I still didn't get anything for my dad for Christmas. The mall really is a terrible place. I mean, it's great because you see a lot of people you know and stuff, but something in the lighting and the fact that I'm walking with my jacket on really drains me. Tough life, right? I felt sick most of the time because of all the butter from the popcorn, but it put me in some weird trance. It was terrible and good at the same time. I swear Trotta knows absolutely everyone. Kids in the mall approach him like he's a celebrity. That's why we call him the Mayor. So yeah, the mall was terrible, but hanging with Trotta makes it ok. We met up with Joe Barone before leaving and we all went to my house, and I made us my famous quesadillas. They went to hang out and I felt like staying in, because I'm going to the city tonight. So the rest of the night, I had a pretty huge arguement that actually really helped me see things more clearly and provided some closure for me finally. First I was upset, now I'm actually kind of glad. My friends were there for me as usual.
Oh and then I had a horrible dream. Someone stole da Woo! If you don't know what da Woo is, it's my 2001 Daewoo Lanos that some would consider a piece of shit, but it's my baby. In the dream, I was in some parking lot and I was looking for my car. I finally found it, so I turned around to tell my friends. When I turned back, the da Woo was gone. I saw the thief peel away at a speed that da Woo could only go in my dreams. For some reason, I had a pair of goggles in my hand, so I threw them at the car (duh, what would YOU do?) and missed. And da Woo was gone. Then I woke up and looked outside and it was in my driveway. The End.