sippin on some sizzurp

I'm sick as a damn dog. This is the worst cold I've had in my entire life. My head is congested, so are my nasal passages, I don't really have a voice and I'm coughing nonstop. I was sick in Vegas, but when I came home it really hit me.

I've been taking Tylenol head cold capsules which have been helping. They're non-drowsy, really non-drowsy, because you know that there are some cold drugs that claim to be non-drowsy but still have you high as a kite and ready to lay it down. Yesterday evening I took some Nyquil for the coughing, and that shit had me throwed.

I ended up dozing off and I had some crazy ass dreams. The first one involved my cousin, who died on Christmas 14 years ago. He died as a result of gang violence at the age of 21. In this dream, somehow I got involved in that life, and we were doing drive-bys together. We were doing walk-bys too, we were chasing people on foot with sawed-off shot guns. We were also on some sniper shit, staking out rooftops with big ass guns. It was crazy! It was like we were in the wire.

The second dream took me back to my childhood home in Compton. My mom was in the kitchen, and my sister was sitting at the dining room table. We were working on plans to remodel the house. Jay-Z was there, he was sitting on the couch. I'm not really sure why he was there, because he didn't have any relevance other than his suggesting that we should paint the walls eggshell. My stepdad's mom stopped by to visit, who is a pill popper turned minister (that part is real, not just part of the dream). She had on a choir robe, and she walked up to our porch, ripped the robe off, and had on a white suit a la John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever. With the black button down shirt and everything. Music starts playing, and the porch turns into a small stage and she starts dancing like James Brown. I kid you not. She even had a sidekick with her who would drape the robe around her when she had her breakdown moments. She was really gettin' it too, she was shuffling, spinning, dropping, doing Michael Jackson kicks, it was outrageous!

Has anyone else out there had crazy Nyquil dreams?