Smokin' a Bowlski

After my alarm went off this morning, I decided I wanted twenty more minutes of sleep so I set another and went back to my slumber. During the twenty minute nap, I had an interesting dream about smoking a bowl of weed in the restroom of some nice hotel with two of my best friends. I have been friends with Andrea and Ashley ever since my sophomore year of high school -- they are pretty much the two main people I keep in touch with on a daily basis from that school. Anyways, we were all sitting in the restroom dressed up like we were at some type of formal smoking out of a bubbler that had our pictures melted into the bottom of it. I THINK Andrea said something about it being a gift a few years back, a memory so all of us could always remember the amazing times we had. The dream pretty much consisted of us smoking bowl after bowl and inviting random women who walked in the restroom to smoke with us.