Note: This was a dream of mine. I have this warning here because some visitors have thought my life had just gone to pot, when really they were only reading one of my crazy dreams. :)

I was riding shotgun in a silver Dodge Stratus, and someone who looked like Chlorine was driving. There was another, unknown, person riding behind me. We bought food at Dairy Queen (although it looked like a McDonalds) and drove to a trashcan to dump our garbage. She drove past hundreds of trashcans in the parking lot, and out to a deserted junkyard. I got out to dump the trash, but when I tried to get back in, she started to drive off. Finally, she let me back into the car. Alisa was putting on black eyeliner while sitting on the dashboard; Desiree was outside, looking in my window.