You should've made some plans with me, you knew that I was free.
I woke up this morning with this Stephenie Meyer kind of dream. Like if I had any writing talent at all, this would be my super famous YA romance novel. It was this dystopian world where people aren't allowed to fall in love. But this young couple does, and they're willing to do anything to be together, so they're on the run. The twist ending (which was the dream) was that they were able to hide because everyone was so mesmerized by this tv show. (Okay you know the episode of Dharma&Greg where everyone in the city is busy watching the last episode of Seinfeld and they don't notice anything? It was like that.) So this couple find themselves in this stadium surrounded by people and it takes them a moment to realize that no one notices them. They are all staring up at this huge screen playing this show. What's so great about it though, is that everyone is so captured by this because the main characters finally kiss! How amazingly ironic!
This dream was a bit of a deju vu thing. The weird thing is I don't know if it's real or not.
There was this party, in this really great house, and these really cool people. And a huge box of sunglasses. I don't know, don't ask. I only remember little fragments of this dream, but I was with my cousin and her friend. That was before Skeet Ulrich tried to kill me.
I don't remember if my cousin told me about this party or if I had this dream this before, but it was familiar. I'm fairly certain the Skeet Ulrich part was just a dream.