Jan 24, 2009 00:54
*groans* Fell asleep on the couch right before Psych was gonna come on. Just woke back up. x_x But before I go to bed for real, had another dream and I wanna write it down.
I was going to a gym for this aerobic class or something, was the first one there for a long time. I remember wearing gray sweatpants and a plain t-shirt, maybe a tank top. Finally other people arrive, including this bitchy over-worked mom of this mini-superstar girl. She kept wanting to know where the instructor was, make sure her baby girl was getting the best of the best. Then David Lutters(why? Idek) shows up, makes some compliment on my hair, which is down and super long, not so great for a gym class but whatever. So people are gathering now in the front of the room where the class takes place, so I move away from David and there's the guy there from Forgetting Sarah Marshall, the main guy who breaks up with Sarah Marshall, you know. The random, pasty white dude. He leans over, and has this line about seeing me with him doing shots later, and I'm like; o_O Um. Okay, thanks but no thanks. Again, move to somewhere that's safe, but not before he slaps my ass. x_x
Find new place to stand, and there's some kind of impromptu show and tell before the class starts. Some crazy vegan has this African singing Nightwings? Don't even think they're real. But they sing, like really sing, some song I can't remember. Super creepy. Then some weird dreads in her hair woman starts spouting off how she loves this guy down rows back from her, but I think she just met him there. Like I got the feeling from her she latches onto men and cycles through them in weird, violent patterns or something. So then that guy she claims to love starts singing a musical number how he's gonna treat her, which spirals rapidly out of control to the part where if she doesn't shut up he'll cut her and rip her apart into tiny pieces, while she's still alive. Morbid, I know.
So I'm still standing there, wondering if I should just stay or go 'cos the class is so weird. And some phone rings? And I answer and its for Chad, so I turn around to find him, and the gym has turned into my house and I can't find him, and Nicki's in my kitchen laughing at something on the telly, and Chris from up the street is asleep on one of the van seats on my porch and I finally find Chad to hand him the phone and...
I wake up.
Groggy, too-warm from the fire, and needing to go to real bed so I can wake up and go to the barn tomorrow. Which I'm going to do now. 'Night ya'll.
my brain is on crack