Last night I dreamt about hanging out with Bono. The dream was really long. I got a new job and then quit it after only two days after forgetting to do the same assignment twice. I acted like I had to go to my car to get the assignment and just ended up walking out of a meeting and never coming back.
Bono showed up later, at the next job I got. He was supposed to be there to train us, but we ended up talking with him about everything but the job instead. 3/4 of the way through my first day I still had no idea what I was supposed to be doing so I tried to re-organize my desk area. Everyone's desk was a huge old metal 1960's desk in a weird light, pale blue-green metallic color with a lightly padded top.
A guy from the prior job (did I also know him from some kind of school I just got out of?) had given me two small boxes (about the size of Jell-O boxes) full of cocaine that I was supposed to sell for him. One barely had any in it and he said I was supposed to sell it for $40. The other was full and he wanted me to sell it for $200. After I sold them, I was supposed to give him all the money. Instead of getting around to selling it, I just started using it all. At first it made me high, then it didn't do anything to me after awhile. My mom and Chrystal both found out I was using and didn't care. Weird. In fact, Chrystal asked me to show her how to snort it. I cut it into lines on a mirror with a rusty razor and snorted it with a hollow piece of plastic tubing from some kind of toy. The guy whose cocaine it was never showed back up, so I used all of the $40 worth and about half of the $200 worth. I couldn't believe he never showed up and came after me. I remember being surprised in the dream that they both (my mom and Chrystal) weren't mad at me for using cocaine.