March of the Pigs

My wallet is quite a bit lighter tonight. I just forked over close to eight hundred smackers for new brakes. I definitely needed them: for a while now, every time I'd make a stop, I'd hear a grinding, squealing sound. Yeah, so though it was a large chunk of cash, at least I won't be fretting anymore about my brakes suddenly failing and crashing into a group of school children crossing the road.
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I had an odd dream the other night. I was playing an imaginary game of soccer in my back yard (I was a kid again, and that was an activity I engaged in all the way up to my early teens) and I lost control of the ball at one point and it bounced into the woods between my house and the neighbors. When I went to retrieve the ball, I discovered a canal that connected to a large pond further down the hill and deeper in the woods (there is a pond at the bottom of the hill but no canal). I started walking towards the canal when I noticed some men, who I took to be government agents, tossing live pigs into the canal. Without drawing any attention to myself, I made my way back to the house. The next morning I went back into the woods to the pond at the bottom of the hill. There I witnessed hundred of pigs, many dead and many more dying. That was when the dream ended.

I've made attempts at interpreting the dream and it's always a frustrating endeavor doing that because you never know for sure what the true meaning is. And who knows if there is one? Anyhow, I have a feeling the dream has something to do with my spirit being polluted or deficient in some way. I say this because I do know that water symbolizes spirit in dreamlore and if you've got rotting pig corpses in it, well it's safe to say it's not going to be very pure.
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I had lunch with my parents yesterday. It was good seeing them. I found out my grandmother isn't doing to well and both my parents have been dealing with their own maladies. My mother made a joke about having to go to the doctor more the older one gets. I didn't find it very funny. I have a feeling I won't ever have a family of my own and the prospect of losing my existing one is a little scary. No one wants to go through shit alone.
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Went out with Spira to the Lizard Lounge the other night to see her friend's band play. Actually, she had just met him online through a dating service and this was to be the second time she'd seen him in person. I hadn't seen or spoken with Spira in about a month, so it was good seeing her. The bands we saw were so boring, so predictable. I figured the club would have better fare on a Saturday night, but I was mistaken. It made me want to play out more. It was a fun night,though, in spite of the crappy music.