All I've Got Are Dreams
Jess, read this because you're in it!
Okay, I almost, almost resisted because I know it's dumb, but I honestly have nothing else to discuss, and I really want to say something (and not wash the dishes right now). Since I've been sleeping so many hours a day, I dream a lot. I can't contain all the dreamy insanity.
The other night (by which I mean 11 am, when I went to bed) began with a short dream. I woke up and said to Travis "You know how I know I'm awesome? Because I just dreamed of a bear-fight" Yes, that's all that happened, but it was entertaining.
I went to sleep again. The dream begins with Travis and I leaving LC in a van for the summer. I want to go back to get some boxes that I had forgotten, but he is drunk (?) and angry, so we don't. Then he drives off the side of the road and we stand in the ditch without talking to each other. Another van stops beside us. It's our lovely friends Jess and Josh! This fixes everything.
We decide to go camping with them. As it turns out however, they're actually hunting twenty-foot tall dinosaur-bigfoot hybrids with Pinemon. They don't warn us beforehand, so Travis and I are unhappy, especially when one bursts through the rear window. Josh's entire dialogue consists of "There, Jess! Ram it in the knee." She does, and it topples over like a tree, dead. After we've killed enough mythical wildlife, we go to Red Lobster to meet up with a large group of friends.
I can't remember who all is there, but I know that there's the four of us, Laura, Carrie Nelson, and JR III. We get a shitty table by the kitchen, but it ends up good because our waitress hates her boss and sneaks a ton of extra food out to us just to piss off her boss and the cooks. When we finish, Carrie buys $1000 worth of earrings from Red Lobster and we all help her take the giant case to her car. I think that she appeared in my dream because Max is supposed to visit this weekend but I hardly know her.
When I get home, I find out that Michelle Hendrickson is now living with my neighbors because their own daughters are away at school and they need someone to babysit their son.. This is strange to me because I haven't even met her, but for those of you who have, I will emphasize that the entire time she wore an American flag bikini top and a hula-style skirt, also made of American flags. Even to me, while I was dreaming, that seemed out of place. Anyway, I told her all about my day and to cheer me up we sang feminist rap songs on my neighbors' bunk-beds. The lyrics included "Can't fight against my Pill (unh)/ For real (unh, unh, yeah)".
Basically, everyone was a jerk in this dream except for the girl that I don't actually know. I almost died at least three times. Then today my dream was all about living in a dictatorship. Fun. They tried to bribe me with steak and I went to prison for not killing the talking spiders on the bathroom sink.
Besides that, I'm making chicken noodle soup again and rereading Watchmen since the trailer's out. I want new clothes, Poppet, and quiche Lorraine with broccoli and mushrooms.