It's dream time, kiddies!
Okay, so I had to share this, at the encouragement of betsy_bassoon... ;-)
So the first thing I remember is dating this tall, fine drink of water named Juan. We were at a lake behind someone's house with a big group of people, and the sun was setting. I wanted to take some pictures--it was GORGEOUS--but I didn't have my camera. So I ran inside the house to get my camera. When I came back outside, it was morning. I was only gone for like, a minute. I was like "Um...does anyone else find this strange?" but I didn't say anything. Juan seemed fine with it. I also remember fireworks at some point, and trying to take a picture, but there were only two shot off (at the same time) and then they were done. How sad (and weird).
So next I remember being at a party with Juan. I had my camera with me and wanted a picture of us, but I hate those pictures of couples where one of them takes the picture and it's like EXTREME CLOSEUP OF OUR FACES. So we asked this lady who was nearby and seemed nice if she would take it for us. She said yes. So Juan put his left arm around my shoulder and I put both my arms around him and we were just all grins. I don't remember if the lady took the picture or not, but the next thing that happened was she smiled this big smile and dragged Juan and me to a group of people that were sitting down. She saw how happy we were and assumed that Juan had just proposed, and she stood there waiting for us to make the annoucement to the people seated at the tables. I kept making faces at her like "Um...what are you doing? Look at my hand! [gestured with left hand, making it obvious that there was nothing on my ring finger]" But she didn't get the hint.
And Juan wasn't saying anything, so finally I lectured the poor woman, and I think I did it in front of all the people at the tables. I chewed her out about making assumptions, how Juan and I were just dating and nothing more (ouch, that was kind of cruel in an unintentional sort of way), and how she caused us a lot of embarassment because of the whole situation...!!!
This next part is apparently completely unrelated to Juan, 'cause now I'm in this love triangle/square/dodecahedron/whatever with some other guys. I'm at this apartment...pretty shoddy place, and kind of small. There's like, two rooms in the whole place, white walls, no decorations. Anyway, I'm with this one dude, but he's totally interested in his best friend's girl. And at one point his best friend pulls me aside (to the one other room) and reminds me that he and I were an item before guy #1 dumped Best Friend's girl for me...it was like 90210 or something. I just remember making out with both guys (not at the same time, hahahahahahaa...sorry, wasn't that funny) and at one point I was in the airport...this is where it gets really weird.
I was at the airport with Best Friend and we were lookin' for a room to make out in (don't ask--I told you that my dreams never make sense...but this whole looking-for-a-place-to-make-out thing seems to be a recurring theme). So we picked the ever-popular bathroom option. Apparently it was the men's bathroom, 'cause I remember guys and no girls being in there. We snuck into a stall but realized that we'd get in trouble if someone saw two pairs of feet in the stall. So we were trying to stand on the the toilet...it was riduculous.
Then Best Friend is suddenly gone and I'm standing on the toilet by myself, and making a bunch of noise. Some guy (an older guy, in a nice suit) gets on his knees and sticks his head in under the wall thing to see what the hell I'm doing. I'm like "Um...hi." I don't remember what happened immediately after that, but the next thing I do remember is me befriending the dude and us leaving the bathroom together?!?! Next thing I know I'm being introduced to his entourage, and it turns out that he's the governor of whatever state I'm in. Next we're walking through a parking lot with his bodyguards--I'm at his side, like I'm his aide or something--and his cell phone rings. It's for me--it's his wife, who just saw us on TV (?!?!!!) and wanted to meet me...
And that's when I started to wake up. So yeah, for those of you who've never read any of my previous dream entries, that's a sampling of what my brain is like when I'm asleep. It can actually be a lot worse/better (funnier, more x-rated, dumber, more random, etc.).
And now I must go eat something, take my drugs, and get ready for my day. Here's hoping that it's over quickly.
So the first thing I remember is dating this tall, fine drink of water named Juan. We were at a lake behind someone's house with a big group of people, and the sun was setting. I wanted to take some pictures--it was GORGEOUS--but I didn't have my camera. So I ran inside the house to get my camera. When I came back outside, it was morning. I was only gone for like, a minute. I was like "Um...does anyone else find this strange?" but I didn't say anything. Juan seemed fine with it. I also remember fireworks at some point, and trying to take a picture, but there were only two shot off (at the same time) and then they were done. How sad (and weird).
So next I remember being at a party with Juan. I had my camera with me and wanted a picture of us, but I hate those pictures of couples where one of them takes the picture and it's like EXTREME CLOSEUP OF OUR FACES. So we asked this lady who was nearby and seemed nice if she would take it for us. She said yes. So Juan put his left arm around my shoulder and I put both my arms around him and we were just all grins. I don't remember if the lady took the picture or not, but the next thing that happened was she smiled this big smile and dragged Juan and me to a group of people that were sitting down. She saw how happy we were and assumed that Juan had just proposed, and she stood there waiting for us to make the annoucement to the people seated at the tables. I kept making faces at her like "Um...what are you doing? Look at my hand! [gestured with left hand, making it obvious that there was nothing on my ring finger]" But she didn't get the hint.
And Juan wasn't saying anything, so finally I lectured the poor woman, and I think I did it in front of all the people at the tables. I chewed her out about making assumptions, how Juan and I were just dating and nothing more (ouch, that was kind of cruel in an unintentional sort of way), and how she caused us a lot of embarassment because of the whole situation...!!!
This next part is apparently completely unrelated to Juan, 'cause now I'm in this love triangle/square/dodecahedron/whatever with some other guys. I'm at this apartment...pretty shoddy place, and kind of small. There's like, two rooms in the whole place, white walls, no decorations. Anyway, I'm with this one dude, but he's totally interested in his best friend's girl. And at one point his best friend pulls me aside (to the one other room) and reminds me that he and I were an item before guy #1 dumped Best Friend's girl for me...it was like 90210 or something. I just remember making out with both guys (not at the same time, hahahahahahaa...sorry, wasn't that funny) and at one point I was in the airport...this is where it gets really weird.
I was at the airport with Best Friend and we were lookin' for a room to make out in (don't ask--I told you that my dreams never make sense...but this whole looking-for-a-place-to-make-out thing seems to be a recurring theme). So we picked the ever-popular bathroom option. Apparently it was the men's bathroom, 'cause I remember guys and no girls being in there. We snuck into a stall but realized that we'd get in trouble if someone saw two pairs of feet in the stall. So we were trying to stand on the the toilet...it was riduculous.
Then Best Friend is suddenly gone and I'm standing on the toilet by myself, and making a bunch of noise. Some guy (an older guy, in a nice suit) gets on his knees and sticks his head in under the wall thing to see what the hell I'm doing. I'm like "Um...hi." I don't remember what happened immediately after that, but the next thing I do remember is me befriending the dude and us leaving the bathroom together?!?! Next thing I know I'm being introduced to his entourage, and it turns out that he's the governor of whatever state I'm in. Next we're walking through a parking lot with his bodyguards--I'm at his side, like I'm his aide or something--and his cell phone rings. It's for me--it's his wife, who just saw us on TV (?!?!!!) and wanted to meet me...
And that's when I started to wake up. So yeah, for those of you who've never read any of my previous dream entries, that's a sampling of what my brain is like when I'm asleep. It can actually be a lot worse/better (funnier, more x-rated, dumber, more random, etc.).
And now I must go eat something, take my drugs, and get ready for my day. Here's hoping that it's over quickly.