The other night I dreamt that Stephen Colbert wanted to make the sweet sweet love to me but I felt very very wrong about that because I am engaged. So he didn't. I really don't remember much else about that one except that I have started dreaming about famous people.
I watch too much TV...it's awesome.
Not too long before that, I dreamt that I was friends with Jessica Simpson and we were camping on a beach, in this cave, and I told her honestly as a friend that she looked way better without the botox, and her lips unswelled and she was like OH MY GOD YOU'RE RIGHT! And all was well in the world.
I was neither drunk nor high either of those times, unless birthday cake equals a booze or a narcotic. Which I don't think that is true. But frosting sends me into a coma like nothing else.
Holy crap..I'm super bloated. I think a beach is calling me somewhere. I need to go wash up on it.
And then last night I dreamt that I was in a men's prison and I got in there by hot air balloon and three of the convicts were helping me to get out, and we were out in the 'yard' and only just a round a corner cos I stuck out like a sore thumb as I was the only white person there. (I think that came from watching Timmy and Jimmy join the Crips on South Park last night.) So we were trying to fix the hot air balloon and the one guy who was supposed to be lookout wan't playing lookout and we were gettin kinda freaked out, so what the main hero guy did was smuggle me out of the emergency exit that we were hiding right next to (hah) and we somehow mingled in a hallway full of wardens and cleanshirt types that looked like school teachers and made out way to the gymnasium cos the alarm from the E-exit was going off and we all went in there and we professed our love for each other and I said I would wait for him (wtf) and then I made my way out of the prison that looked more like an elementary school and I went out and waited for the bus, except I almost got run
over by some dude on a skateboard who sneered at me as he buzzed by and then I had to wait for like 50 million taxi cabs to pass and then a bunch of other traffic so I could cross the street, which looked really familiar I just can't place where it was, maybe Tacoma, but anyway so I ran across and at the bus stop was a guy and his little boy and there were a couple of dogs, one of which fell in love with my leg and immediately began humping it like crazy.
Then there was a part where I was wandering along this new beachline and I had a kitten in my hand, it was grey and white tigery, and I climbed up some rock with my kitty, who was being oddly calm, as we were on an active volcano. So I was thinking to myself about the new beachline which was all brownish rocks and kinda steep and we got a little way around a corner and there was the red hot liquid rock pouring into the sea and I turned around and went back the way I came and kitten and I got back to where we came up and there was MORE lava flowing and so I sat down and thought for a second, with my feet dangling over the side of the wee ledge and I could really feel the heat in my dream, so in my dream I got up and I took kitten into this like, navy ship type place with ladders and it was metal and I was kinda scared because something might happen to me and the kitten and we went inside this place and sat down huddled in a corner and imagined lava melting through the metal overhead and I had to wake myself up for real cos I got really scared.
Then I had another part of my dream, and I forget what order all this was in, but I was at my apartment and Kaotix and Eltorito and Ciavarro and Whatshisname were there and I think someone else and I remember Eltorito getting up to answer the door cos someone knocked or something and I moved my foot and he fucking fell and hit his face on the door and it looked like I killed him and I was afraid I had, but he was okay and then Kaotix came in and was making remarks about all the boys in my apartment and being silly and we all left to go somewhere and I didn't have my keys and I was worried about that but I think Ciavarro had my keys and I think this is the part where I somehow got into that prison which was totally odd. It was Wizard of Oz-zy, like how the Wiz got stuck in Oz because his hot air balloon broke and then left in one. I dunno it's been a while since I've seen that.
I think it was all that birthday cake I ate. Birthday birthday birthday cake. It's almost gone, though.
That Sheraton commercial with that one song from the 80's or whatever just made me cry. GREAT. I hope hurricane hormonal rage isn't about to hit again. I better go batten down some hatches or something. | posted by Whatsername again....? @ 5/24/2006 05:46:00 pm |
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I watch too much TV...it's awesome.
Not too long before that, I dreamt that I was friends with Jessica Simpson and we were camping on a beach, in this cave, and I told her honestly as a friend that she looked way better without the botox, and her lips unswelled and she was like OH MY GOD YOU'RE RIGHT! And all was well in the world.
I was neither drunk nor high either of those times, unless birthday cake equals a booze or a narcotic. Which I don't think that is true. But frosting sends me into a coma like nothing else.
Holy crap..I'm super bloated. I think a beach is calling me somewhere. I need to go wash up on it.
And then last night I dreamt that I was in a men's prison and I got in there by hot air balloon and three of the convicts were helping me to get out, and we were out in the 'yard' and only just a round a corner cos I stuck out like a sore thumb as I was the only white person there. (I think that came from watching Timmy and Jimmy join the Crips on South Park last night.) So we were trying to fix the hot air balloon and the one guy who was supposed to be lookout wan't playing lookout and we were gettin kinda freaked out, so what the main hero guy did was smuggle me out of the emergency exit that we were hiding right next to (hah) and we somehow mingled in a hallway full of wardens and cleanshirt types that looked like school teachers and made out way to the gymnasium cos the alarm from the E-exit was going off and we all went in there and we professed our love for each other and I said I would wait for him (wtf) and then I made my way out of the prison that looked more like an elementary school and I went out and waited for the bus, except I almost got run
over by some dude on a skateboard who sneered at me as he buzzed by and then I had to wait for like 50 million taxi cabs to pass and then a bunch of other traffic so I could cross the street, which looked really familiar I just can't place where it was, maybe Tacoma, but anyway so I ran across and at the bus stop was a guy and his little boy and there were a couple of dogs, one of which fell in love with my leg and immediately began humping it like crazy.
Then there was a part where I was wandering along this new beachline and I had a kitten in my hand, it was grey and white tigery, and I climbed up some rock with my kitty, who was being oddly calm, as we were on an active volcano. So I was thinking to myself about the new beachline which was all brownish rocks and kinda steep and we got a little way around a corner and there was the red hot liquid rock pouring into the sea and I turned around and went back the way I came and kitten and I got back to where we came up and there was MORE lava flowing and so I sat down and thought for a second, with my feet dangling over the side of the wee ledge and I could really feel the heat in my dream, so in my dream I got up and I took kitten into this like, navy ship type place with ladders and it was metal and I was kinda scared because something might happen to me and the kitten and we went inside this place and sat down huddled in a corner and imagined lava melting through the metal overhead and I had to wake myself up for real cos I got really scared.
Then I had another part of my dream, and I forget what order all this was in, but I was at my apartment and Kaotix and Eltorito and Ciavarro and Whatshisname were there and I think someone else and I remember Eltorito getting up to answer the door cos someone knocked or something and I moved my foot and he fucking fell and hit his face on the door and it looked like I killed him and I was afraid I had, but he was okay and then Kaotix came in and was making remarks about all the boys in my apartment and being silly and we all left to go somewhere and I didn't have my keys and I was worried about that but I think Ciavarro had my keys and I think this is the part where I somehow got into that prison which was totally odd. It was Wizard of Oz-zy, like how the Wiz got stuck in Oz because his hot air balloon broke and then left in one. I dunno it's been a while since I've seen that.
I think it was all that birthday cake I ate. Birthday birthday birthday cake. It's almost gone, though.
That Sheraton commercial with that one song from the 80's or whatever just made me cry. GREAT. I hope hurricane hormonal rage isn't about to hit again. I better go batten down some hatches or something. | posted by Whatsername again....? @ 5/24/2006 05:46:00 pm |
