So in my dream, I am hanging out with my very pregnant (it's not mine) ex-girlfriend from college, though we're apparently in high school, because she's playing hooky and (later) I volunteer to call into school pretending to be her father to excuse her from missing class. First we break into a top secret building of sorts that my father used to work in, though it's more like we just wander in and no one seems to notice or care, and then we're at a baseball game. Finally, we end up at an Aerosmith tribute show, and I'm sitting on the sidelines noodling on a guitar and watching the backup singer who's just miming along to a pre-recorded track while my pregnant ex is actually playing guitar with the band. Not only is she playing with them, but she's apparently officially IN the band somehow.

And I'm being challenged by Justin Timberlake to a friendly guitar duel because he overheard me say that I could play better than him, and he wants to jam on Van Halen tunes. I avoid him somehow, and when the concert's over, my ex has a fight with the guy from 'Nsync with the goatee (who is drunk) about the father of her child and how he's in jail, which upsets me somehow, so I head for the exit without her. She intercepts me and we make up, but not before I run into some girls I am/was in high school with at a five-star restaurant, and I have to explain the nature of my current relationship with my ex, who has somehow morphed into the sister of one of their ex-boyfriends.

I've got to stop smoking crack before I go to bed.