oh my.

i've been trying to zero in on my dream from last night for a long long time now(well, the 20 minutes that i've been awake) and it just came to me. gavin was aaaaaaaall over started out with a small group of people sitting in a little auditorium listening to...some other musician i really like. then bushstarted playing. then the other band members left, and a lot of the audience left and gavin kept playing. the audience kept dwindling, and those of us remaining would move closer and sing along, shouting out requests. finally, gavin ended up sitting in the audience with us.

somehow him and i started talking...flash forward to being at "my place." we were just getting along like good friends, but new friends. talking about stuff. he confided in me the date of he and gwen's wedding(july 17). then i went to the bathroom. when i came out, he had found my scrapbooks, each of which has many many pages dedicated to that damned band. so i just laughed my ass off as he went through, making facees at the pictures he didn't like, and both of us agreeing on the "good" ones.

it was weird. very very weird.