Because the only one who really cares about your crazy dreams is you....
I don't often remember insane dreams like these soooo...
Jena and I were on a cruise ship docked outside of the New York, just sitting at the bar, sipping our drinks. We notice these dumb girls come in and start talking about how the drinks are all included and how they're gonna get so fucked up and of course Jena and I immediately start making fun of these girls and saying why this is why we should never have booked a cruise vacation. Then my phone goes off and its Rona saying its the kids' holiday show now and I need to get there asap. So I book it off the ship and find myself somewhere in the LES, where I meet Lindsey, one of the therapists at work. She gives me these crazy button things, one of which has pictures of the city, but as you look at them, the streets and buildings in them start to crumble and fall apart, but in a very 1960s movie special effects way. So I thank her and continue searching for Rona. Somehow I find her in this leper colony that's a cross between Lothlorien and the Union Square Christmas market. She flags me down and they're keeping her in this tiny outhouse like building, which for some reason has a wall full of delicious cakes and pies. She runs out to get her stuff so we can leave, and I immediately start stuffing my face (I love how I'm even a fattie in my dreams). Then Lizmo comes in and is like, Are you coming? I'm like, wtf? where? She tells me we have to get back to the cruise ship so she can marry her girlfriend I didn't know she had before it turns into 2009, because after 2008 gay marriages apparently aren't happening anymore ever. So I say ok, but I'm thinking if Liz has been this serious with a girl, why has she been dating boys lately?? Me, Liz and the mystery girlfriend my brain decided not to give a face to, all get back on the cruise ship and we go down to a bar area (very classy, brain) where the gay weddings are going on. I get out my camera so I can take pictures since apparently I'm the only witness, but I notice that the ship is starting to take on water. This doesn't seem to really concern anyone and everyone gets married in waist-deep water. The rest was pretty much Lizmo and I shopping, like we do.
Happy Friday everyone.
Jena and I were on a cruise ship docked outside of the New York, just sitting at the bar, sipping our drinks. We notice these dumb girls come in and start talking about how the drinks are all included and how they're gonna get so fucked up and of course Jena and I immediately start making fun of these girls and saying why this is why we should never have booked a cruise vacation. Then my phone goes off and its Rona saying its the kids' holiday show now and I need to get there asap. So I book it off the ship and find myself somewhere in the LES, where I meet Lindsey, one of the therapists at work. She gives me these crazy button things, one of which has pictures of the city, but as you look at them, the streets and buildings in them start to crumble and fall apart, but in a very 1960s movie special effects way. So I thank her and continue searching for Rona. Somehow I find her in this leper colony that's a cross between Lothlorien and the Union Square Christmas market. She flags me down and they're keeping her in this tiny outhouse like building, which for some reason has a wall full of delicious cakes and pies. She runs out to get her stuff so we can leave, and I immediately start stuffing my face (I love how I'm even a fattie in my dreams). Then Lizmo comes in and is like, Are you coming? I'm like, wtf? where? She tells me we have to get back to the cruise ship so she can marry her girlfriend I didn't know she had before it turns into 2009, because after 2008 gay marriages apparently aren't happening anymore ever. So I say ok, but I'm thinking if Liz has been this serious with a girl, why has she been dating boys lately?? Me, Liz and the mystery girlfriend my brain decided not to give a face to, all get back on the cruise ship and we go down to a bar area (very classy, brain) where the gay weddings are going on. I get out my camera so I can take pictures since apparently I'm the only witness, but I notice that the ship is starting to take on water. This doesn't seem to really concern anyone and everyone gets married in waist-deep water. The rest was pretty much Lizmo and I shopping, like we do.
Happy Friday everyone.