Apr 27, 2008 13:26
I had a really fucked up dream last night. I only remember the very end of it though, here it goes:
I'm waiting outside my dorm when suddenly a man in a trench coat, who looks strangely like Nick Cage but I somehow know his name is "Nick Fuzz", comes up to me with a manila envelope and says "Hold this for me until tomorrow. Whatever you do, don't open it. Meet back here at the EXACT same time tomorrow and my associate will pick it up. So I come back out the next day with the envelope, and someone comes to pick it up, it's Josh. But I think his name is "Josh Fuzz". He says "Thank You." and leaves.
The same thing happens the year after that.
Then the 3rd year, Nick Fuzz comes over and gives me the envelope and says "This is for you. Consider it a thank you for helping us. Keep whatever is inside, and bring it back out here tomorrow at the same time." So I reply, "wait....so you don't want it back?"
Fuzz: "Yeah, that's right".
Me: "So why am I coming out tomorrow then, do you want the envelope back?
Fuzz: "Uh...well....I guess I didn't plan this out very well. Just, uh..., keep what's inside I guess. Thank you."
Then Josh walks over and says "Nice Job."
then I wake up.