last night i dreamt that a guy in his mid to late 30's with a shaved head and 5:00 shadow came up to me at a train station. this dude looks pretty hip and he asks me, "hey, you know anyone who wants to buy some reefer?" i look at him for a second, consider it briefly, then think better of it and tell him i'm all set. his response: "hey, don't i have you next semester?" me: "oh, no, i don't go to school anymore, i graduated already." then he tells me that he's a professor of genetics at the university of san francisco and walks off into his offices that are inexplicably part of the train station. what the fuck?