Kurt Cobain was my best friend last night.

I had this crazy dream that I was shopping for oil paints, and around the corner came Kurt Cobain. I was totally confused because I kinda thought he was dead. Anyways he walked up to me and was like, "how about these Amber?" I was thinking to myself how in the world does he know my name. Of course I was like yeah those are great (anything would have been...it's Kurt Cobain!!). Then he started saying things like..."remember that really sweet painting we did together for such and such art show??, " and "You better call your mom back, she told me you have been avoiding her." I played along even though I knew nothing more about him than I do right now! Then while walking to the parking lot we solved a murder mystery. I love my brain...Oh yeah and he really like my glasses.