conspiracy theory
I had an extremely bizarre dream last night.
If you are the kind of person who doesn't like to hear about other people's dreams, I encourage you to read this comic, and by all means do not click on this lj-cut.
For some reason, I got a new apartment with Corey and Rachel Dukes. And Mikey? I think he showed up later.
It was pretty crappy, but there was a lot of room. Someone said the bathroom was pretty lame, so I went to check it out. It was in actuality quite large and nice looking, so I put out all my stuff and went back to the apartment.
At some point later in the dream, I tried to go into the bathroom, but the door wasn't where I remembered it. I went inside and it was this tiny crappy bathroom with no room to move around because someone had put a big free-standing full-length mirror in it. Most importantly, none of my stuff was there.
I asked Rachel (I think) what had happened to my stuff, and she said that it had something to do with the government, that they were switching around rooms in the apartment. I got the idea it was specifically for malicious intent. I wanted my shampoo and stuff back, so I found the place where the door had been and broke through the wall. I found an empty space where our nice bathroom had been, leading to a big empty warehouse full of people and carboard boxes being moved around on pallet-jacks. I found a lady who looked like she was in charge and tried to explain that I was okay with having a tiny crappy bathroom, but I was too poor to replace all my toiletries, which I estimated "would cost $40 to replace." I begged her to retrieve them for me. She punched some information into some eletronic handheld gadget she had and then took me over to a pile of boxes. In two boxes I found all my stuff, including the stereo I left at my parents' house. I thanked her profusely and returned to the apartment.
All I remember besides that is trying to get a handle on the buses in my "new neighborhood" and getting lost.
And at some point, I told someone that my new building was owned by the government, and they were fucking with peoples' bathrooms.
Government conspiracies? I think this may be my first.
If you are the kind of person who doesn't like to hear about other people's dreams, I encourage you to read this comic, and by all means do not click on this lj-cut.
For some reason, I got a new apartment with Corey and Rachel Dukes. And Mikey? I think he showed up later.
It was pretty crappy, but there was a lot of room. Someone said the bathroom was pretty lame, so I went to check it out. It was in actuality quite large and nice looking, so I put out all my stuff and went back to the apartment.
At some point later in the dream, I tried to go into the bathroom, but the door wasn't where I remembered it. I went inside and it was this tiny crappy bathroom with no room to move around because someone had put a big free-standing full-length mirror in it. Most importantly, none of my stuff was there.
I asked Rachel (I think) what had happened to my stuff, and she said that it had something to do with the government, that they were switching around rooms in the apartment. I got the idea it was specifically for malicious intent. I wanted my shampoo and stuff back, so I found the place where the door had been and broke through the wall. I found an empty space where our nice bathroom had been, leading to a big empty warehouse full of people and carboard boxes being moved around on pallet-jacks. I found a lady who looked like she was in charge and tried to explain that I was okay with having a tiny crappy bathroom, but I was too poor to replace all my toiletries, which I estimated "would cost $40 to replace." I begged her to retrieve them for me. She punched some information into some eletronic handheld gadget she had and then took me over to a pile of boxes. In two boxes I found all my stuff, including the stereo I left at my parents' house. I thanked her profusely and returned to the apartment.
All I remember besides that is trying to get a handle on the buses in my "new neighborhood" and getting lost.
And at some point, I told someone that my new building was owned by the government, and they were fucking with peoples' bathrooms.
Government conspiracies? I think this may be my first.