again i'm getting very lazy

so i will only post the most interesting dream I had while on vacation

It was dinnertime at grandma's house. everyone was eating in shifts. My grandmother handed me a veggie patty. But my mom said i would have to eat in the other room. But i said there were 10 chairs. She counted and there were 8 people. including some mexican kid next to caroline who wasn't even invited. I said theres two extra seats for me why can't i sit here? she said vegetarians aren't allowed. I threw a temper tantrum and started swearing. I threw the veggie patty at them. I left and went to uncle tom's room to look through his book collection for something to calm me. I was at a concert. I found hot sauce, it was really a pack of batteries. I was back in grandma's house. she had come to apologize but in the way where she lets you know its really still your fault. she was taking me to the indian room to lie down. she was going to call a therapist. they were planning to have me committed. I was terrified. I was absolutely certain i didn't need to be locked up.