da da da dreams
I had a dream last night, that i was swept away by a dirty european man, who looked like maybe he was some kind of central european hairy guy. Like the guy in boondock saints, the funny guy. He had a baby, and somehow I got into this situation with him and his family where he was like, "you are taking care of this child we are married now" so I went with him to switzerland and we moved into this little spot. This like, aparment ratty one room with a cot and hanging bare bulb. He said there was no toilet. I was on the train there and there were all of these hot european guys, biracial ones and stuff who would like talk to me, and then we would kiss when they were getting off the train. I got 4 kisses The last one was really cute but his lips were really sticky. Then, the guy with me, who was a different guy, was cheering me one and he was like this hip hop swiz white kid with a blue and red baseball hat. Then I was like, i'm in love with the last guy and he is in love with me. Whats next?
On the train I had these brown frumpy bags, luggage or groceries or something. It felt german to me though, and I kept on thinking... wait. Are you sure we aren't in Prague? and then my mind would respond : "No, This is switzerland." So then I got back to the house, and he started to kiss me and stuff, and it was kind of sexy for a minute in the crude lighting and his hairy face and stuff, and then I think we had sex and went to sleep blissfully. Then around dawn, I thought it was. I woke up and went out into the hall way, and looked for a place to pee. I didn't believe there was no bathroom. And I found out that we were actually in this this big wonderful wood floors and everything house. And that there were other people living there. So I realized there must be a bathroom there. Then I tried to sense which doors there were people living behind, and which one could be the bathroom. So i kept on following the hallway. I saw these dark skinned 80's hip hop looking kids sitting in this cover pavillion type area, there were three, but then one walked in a door to get something I think, and the two left seemed very comfortable and relaxed ands I was like kinda out of breath like "hey" and they looked at me and I was like "wheres the rest room?" and they smiled and pointed at the outhouse on the otherside of this beautiful damp looking foggy zen type back yard, with some kind of alpine tree braches hanging over. It was so beautiful and nice. I knew they were like some kind of artists. Then I imagined stepping out and that the ground must be cold and damp. So I turned around to go back and get more dressed. I told the guys that I would be right back, and they were just like "ok, cool...." and then on my way back people started moving behind the doors. The doors had frosted glass paneling so I could see the figures moving behind them. So I ducked and then moved quickly to the other end of the hallway. Toward my room and got on my turqious holey sweater over my black house dress and some shoes, black clogs or something. And all relaxed and excited that I found the bathroom and thinking about what to make of this new life, and what about this huge house? I walked toward the outhouse, and bumped into this white kid with blonde shaggy hair blue eyes, and bratty/sexy pink lips. very pail face. He was like this kid on a show, I don't know, maybe aaron carter, oh! the kid from degrassi Peter. And so I followed him to the car being like "YOU are not DRIVING." and thats that.
But then he got in the car anyway and was like fuck all to me, And i grapped his face like you know the chin grab. The squeez cheek thing. I turned his face toward me and was like "LISTEN, if you think you can disrespect me and live with me you have another thing comming! so this whole little thing needs to end NOW." and he was like yeah right lady! and I was like, okay well I'm not getting out of this car, and we'll just see, and i was like "get out of the car, let me drive" and he was just like no no no. Then he started driving and he was so bad, and I had to keep on telling him what to do. Then I had to steer a little bit because he really didn't know what he was doing. Then! he got on the high way and I was trying to steer for him while barking for him to break and turn off, and he was like "I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING" and then the steering wheel lifted off and we were like "SHIT MAANNNNNN!" and then he was on the wrong side, and I kept telling him to break break break, and he was like eccelerating and stuff and I was just like "bump the breaks, pump the breaks, slow down deeccelerarate!!!!" and he was so confused and being like "i'm doing that!!!" and pumping the gas! and then he figured it out, and we spun over the meridian and ended up stopped in the shoulder and we didn't get hit and I was like. "oh my god, we are alive!"
I was about to cut into him sooooo bad, and then I was thinking about my man at home and his little white baby, and telling them this story. and then I woke up!
amazing dream right?
On the train I had these brown frumpy bags, luggage or groceries or something. It felt german to me though, and I kept on thinking... wait. Are you sure we aren't in Prague? and then my mind would respond : "No, This is switzerland." So then I got back to the house, and he started to kiss me and stuff, and it was kind of sexy for a minute in the crude lighting and his hairy face and stuff, and then I think we had sex and went to sleep blissfully. Then around dawn, I thought it was. I woke up and went out into the hall way, and looked for a place to pee. I didn't believe there was no bathroom. And I found out that we were actually in this this big wonderful wood floors and everything house. And that there were other people living there. So I realized there must be a bathroom there. Then I tried to sense which doors there were people living behind, and which one could be the bathroom. So i kept on following the hallway. I saw these dark skinned 80's hip hop looking kids sitting in this cover pavillion type area, there were three, but then one walked in a door to get something I think, and the two left seemed very comfortable and relaxed ands I was like kinda out of breath like "hey" and they looked at me and I was like "wheres the rest room?" and they smiled and pointed at the outhouse on the otherside of this beautiful damp looking foggy zen type back yard, with some kind of alpine tree braches hanging over. It was so beautiful and nice. I knew they were like some kind of artists. Then I imagined stepping out and that the ground must be cold and damp. So I turned around to go back and get more dressed. I told the guys that I would be right back, and they were just like "ok, cool...." and then on my way back people started moving behind the doors. The doors had frosted glass paneling so I could see the figures moving behind them. So I ducked and then moved quickly to the other end of the hallway. Toward my room and got on my turqious holey sweater over my black house dress and some shoes, black clogs or something. And all relaxed and excited that I found the bathroom and thinking about what to make of this new life, and what about this huge house? I walked toward the outhouse, and bumped into this white kid with blonde shaggy hair blue eyes, and bratty/sexy pink lips. very pail face. He was like this kid on a show, I don't know, maybe aaron carter, oh! the kid from degrassi Peter. And so I followed him to the car being like "YOU are not DRIVING." and thats that.
But then he got in the car anyway and was like fuck all to me, And i grapped his face like you know the chin grab. The squeez cheek thing. I turned his face toward me and was like "LISTEN, if you think you can disrespect me and live with me you have another thing comming! so this whole little thing needs to end NOW." and he was like yeah right lady! and I was like, okay well I'm not getting out of this car, and we'll just see, and i was like "get out of the car, let me drive" and he was just like no no no. Then he started driving and he was so bad, and I had to keep on telling him what to do. Then I had to steer a little bit because he really didn't know what he was doing. Then! he got on the high way and I was trying to steer for him while barking for him to break and turn off, and he was like "I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING" and then the steering wheel lifted off and we were like "SHIT MAANNNNNN!" and then he was on the wrong side, and I kept telling him to break break break, and he was like eccelerating and stuff and I was just like "bump the breaks, pump the breaks, slow down deeccelerarate!!!!" and he was so confused and being like "i'm doing that!!!" and pumping the gas! and then he figured it out, and we spun over the meridian and ended up stopped in the shoulder and we didn't get hit and I was like. "oh my god, we are alive!"
I was about to cut into him sooooo bad, and then I was thinking about my man at home and his little white baby, and telling them this story. and then I woke up!
amazing dream right?