Dreaming of Johnny Weir dancing
Because I have a horrible sleep schedule, I just woke up. What did I just wake up from? A dream in which a kidnapped Johnny Weir did a crazy pop-and-lock dance for Drew Meekins to some song with cupid in the lyrics while wearing a white outfit striped with rainbows down the seams. Johnny was slightly younger than he is now, had his hair loosely styled back from his face, and he eventually starting to take the outfit off as he got too hot and people cheered. I think Evan was somehow involved in the dream, but I don’t remember how. :*(
I write this down and share it not because other peoples’ dreams are particularly interesting, but because I might as well remember what happened since my brain probably wants me to write the somabitch. (violett_crumble, I blame you for the sudden presence of Drew in my dreams.)
Bam Margera (not sure why Johnny started as him) promised his wife he’d be alright, but when he was in a shop and his tall bodyguard was outside, two or three guys surrounded him and asked about his protection from his head to his knees. They threw a bag over his head as he struggled. Somehow in the course of the kidnapping, he became Johnny Weir, who was tied up in some kind of warehouse. He couldn’t get absolutely free, but he was able to get out on some crazy pillars overlooking a courtyard and consider taking in a bug as a pet, but he wasn’t looking for a crazy orange 6 or four legged spider, he was looking for a husband. He ended up in some virtual reality video game or something, driving a bus around and maybe saving or hurting a video game/cartoon version of Drew Meekins. When he finished, he snuck back in to the room where he’d been held captive and tried to look like he was still tied up. Drew came in and started flirting with him, mumbling something that Johnny could understand, but which I understood to mean “no Tweeting.” Apparently that’s what Johnny had actually done when he broke free? Drew started to lower himself in front of Johnny, and Johnny said “not in front of everybody,” but Drew smiled and said something like “yes, in front of everybody.”
How the hell this turned into Johnny dancing around for Drew, slipping his shirt off, and unbuttoning his breakaway pants while people started cheering, I don’t know. What I do know is that he was wearing little black boyshorts with rainbow seams underneath his white outfit. I was about to say that a particularly loud female cheer woke me up, but there was a part afterwards where Johnny stood around in the little black boyshorts that he’d had on under his outfit, arms crossed over his chest while Drew told some older man that Johnny refused to shower in front of him and the man told Drew to lock Johnny in, and Drew was upset that the man thought Drew would be okay with doing that. I think Johnny turned into me at this point and I was on the floor, after jumping or smashing a sign or something, complaining to a chubby roller derby lady about being in California. If I was going to lay around a warehouse with nothing to do, I could at least be in New York.
So while most of that is muddled and probably says a lot of interesting things about my psyche, I’m mostly interested in the image I have of Drew smiling up at kidnapped Johnny and saying he was going to go down on him right there, while the door to the room with everyone in it was open.
I write this down and share it not because other peoples’ dreams are particularly interesting, but because I might as well remember what happened since my brain probably wants me to write the somabitch. (violett_crumble, I blame you for the sudden presence of Drew in my dreams.)
Bam Margera (not sure why Johnny started as him) promised his wife he’d be alright, but when he was in a shop and his tall bodyguard was outside, two or three guys surrounded him and asked about his protection from his head to his knees. They threw a bag over his head as he struggled. Somehow in the course of the kidnapping, he became Johnny Weir, who was tied up in some kind of warehouse. He couldn’t get absolutely free, but he was able to get out on some crazy pillars overlooking a courtyard and consider taking in a bug as a pet, but he wasn’t looking for a crazy orange 6 or four legged spider, he was looking for a husband. He ended up in some virtual reality video game or something, driving a bus around and maybe saving or hurting a video game/cartoon version of Drew Meekins. When he finished, he snuck back in to the room where he’d been held captive and tried to look like he was still tied up. Drew came in and started flirting with him, mumbling something that Johnny could understand, but which I understood to mean “no Tweeting.” Apparently that’s what Johnny had actually done when he broke free? Drew started to lower himself in front of Johnny, and Johnny said “not in front of everybody,” but Drew smiled and said something like “yes, in front of everybody.”
How the hell this turned into Johnny dancing around for Drew, slipping his shirt off, and unbuttoning his breakaway pants while people started cheering, I don’t know. What I do know is that he was wearing little black boyshorts with rainbow seams underneath his white outfit. I was about to say that a particularly loud female cheer woke me up, but there was a part afterwards where Johnny stood around in the little black boyshorts that he’d had on under his outfit, arms crossed over his chest while Drew told some older man that Johnny refused to shower in front of him and the man told Drew to lock Johnny in, and Drew was upset that the man thought Drew would be okay with doing that. I think Johnny turned into me at this point and I was on the floor, after jumping or smashing a sign or something, complaining to a chubby roller derby lady about being in California. If I was going to lay around a warehouse with nothing to do, I could at least be in New York.
So while most of that is muddled and probably says a lot of interesting things about my psyche, I’m mostly interested in the image I have of Drew smiling up at kidnapped Johnny and saying he was going to go down on him right there, while the door to the room with everyone in it was open.