What is with the weirdshit dreams?!?!
Yeah, this is me updating twice in two days. Commence WTFery.
I dreamed we had houseguests, plural, like Wendy and Alec or something. It was getting late and we were going on a long trip the next day, like up to DC or something, and everyone else had gone up to bed, and Matt called me on my cellphone. I answered it, because it was late and he’s usually better than to call me late at night, and he said ‘Jesse wanted me to tell you he’s on your front lawn.’ Naturally my reaction was a kind of a wtf, and Matt sounded kind of confused about it too. I asked if he was with Jesse, and he said that no he was at home, and he hoped Jesse wasn’t staring in our window or anything. I peeked out the blinds, and sure enough there’s Jesse with some teenage boy I didn’t know, and a red sports car, parked up basically on the sidewalk (which involves driving on the grass to get to). I told Matt to ‘tell Jesse Hi, that we were about to go to bed, and the next time he wanted to visit he could knock on the door or call me himself like a normal person’. Matt was kind of apologetic, and hung up pretty quick. I waved to Jesse out the window, turned out the lights, and went up to bed. When I told Ginny, she looked out the front window upstairs and said ‘he’s still there’ which was kind of creepy, but we tried to get to sleep. We kept hearing voices, and checking out the window, and not only did they not leave but more people showed up to hang around the car in our front yard. More people kept showing up, and by the time everyone in our house was awake there was a regular block party gathering outside. I actually went outside (yeah, in pajamas) to try and find Jesse and basically ask him WTF but the crowd was already too big, so I gave up and went back to the door. There was this random stranger-guy in a mechanic’s kind of outfit, trying to fit his key into our door lock. I slipped past him to get the door open and try to block him from coming inside, and he was all kinds of insistent that we let him crash at our place for the night, because he was here for the party but also need a place to sleep. He made it sound like we were somehow obligated to let him crash in our place, and did not want to take no for an answer. When I told him I needed to call the police and I couldn’t deal with him right now, and was trying to shut the door in his face, he was asking ‘can I just take a look at the upstairs first?’
I basically woke up after closing the door and picking up the phone for the police. I think my brain was trying to remember the non-emergency number for Henrico PD and could only come up with that it has a lot of 5’s in it, so I woke myself up to go look for the number.
My brain is really on crack.
I dreamed we had houseguests, plural, like Wendy and Alec or something. It was getting late and we were going on a long trip the next day, like up to DC or something, and everyone else had gone up to bed, and Matt called me on my cellphone. I answered it, because it was late and he’s usually better than to call me late at night, and he said ‘Jesse wanted me to tell you he’s on your front lawn.’ Naturally my reaction was a kind of a wtf, and Matt sounded kind of confused about it too. I asked if he was with Jesse, and he said that no he was at home, and he hoped Jesse wasn’t staring in our window or anything. I peeked out the blinds, and sure enough there’s Jesse with some teenage boy I didn’t know, and a red sports car, parked up basically on the sidewalk (which involves driving on the grass to get to). I told Matt to ‘tell Jesse Hi, that we were about to go to bed, and the next time he wanted to visit he could knock on the door or call me himself like a normal person’. Matt was kind of apologetic, and hung up pretty quick. I waved to Jesse out the window, turned out the lights, and went up to bed. When I told Ginny, she looked out the front window upstairs and said ‘he’s still there’ which was kind of creepy, but we tried to get to sleep. We kept hearing voices, and checking out the window, and not only did they not leave but more people showed up to hang around the car in our front yard. More people kept showing up, and by the time everyone in our house was awake there was a regular block party gathering outside. I actually went outside (yeah, in pajamas) to try and find Jesse and basically ask him WTF but the crowd was already too big, so I gave up and went back to the door. There was this random stranger-guy in a mechanic’s kind of outfit, trying to fit his key into our door lock. I slipped past him to get the door open and try to block him from coming inside, and he was all kinds of insistent that we let him crash at our place for the night, because he was here for the party but also need a place to sleep. He made it sound like we were somehow obligated to let him crash in our place, and did not want to take no for an answer. When I told him I needed to call the police and I couldn’t deal with him right now, and was trying to shut the door in his face, he was asking ‘can I just take a look at the upstairs first?’
I basically woke up after closing the door and picking up the phone for the police. I think my brain was trying to remember the non-emergency number for Henrico PD and could only come up with that it has a lot of 5’s in it, so I woke myself up to go look for the number.
My brain is really on crack.