nice dream
some dream i had the other night...
after watching kill bill with ian, i dreampt that i had been some kind of kung-fu-master killer and escapist. i was in my dad's car, in the backseat with beau, and anna v. and her b/f from canada, ken were up front and he was driving. me and beau held hands and leaned against each other as we drove, and they talked. we drove/ through a wet and windy road/ on the coast/ (10 pts if you can tell me what band/song that is from)...anyways.
so we were driving along and i had to go to this secret city that was multiple stories, a'la the 5th element, and in order to get to where you wanted to go you had to go on foot, dodge bullets and thrown knives, and as i jumped and lithely manuvered through the forest of industry and dead people, i very easily found the place in which i was to recieve my mission.
the buildings were very dark, it was rainy and foggy, and i lept around, un-armed because it was unnessecary. i think it was something like the 1920's and even though my dad's cream-colored mercedes was from the early 80's it fit in.
the colors were muted or black, except for the blood pouring out of people who didnt dodge the knives and bullets well enough as i did. and pinks were kind of vivid as well, such as the pink rose i wore in my hair with my black catsuit.
later on, i cooked dinner for my boyfriend, and made a brightly colored salad, pasta with cream sauce, and um, yes, sushi... i dont even know why. the smell of the seaweed made me nauseous and so i didnt want to make it, but i think he wanted the sushi anyways. i remember it took me a long time to prep and cook the meal, and it was really satisfying to make...it felt good to be safe at home cooking dinner and NOT dodging knives and bullets and jumping from story to story, even though i was really good at it.
yawn...anyways... that was totally random and so i will stop rambling on and on about it.
after watching kill bill with ian, i dreampt that i had been some kind of kung-fu-master killer and escapist. i was in my dad's car, in the backseat with beau, and anna v. and her b/f from canada, ken were up front and he was driving. me and beau held hands and leaned against each other as we drove, and they talked. we drove/ through a wet and windy road/ on the coast/ (10 pts if you can tell me what band/song that is from)...anyways.
so we were driving along and i had to go to this secret city that was multiple stories, a'la the 5th element, and in order to get to where you wanted to go you had to go on foot, dodge bullets and thrown knives, and as i jumped and lithely manuvered through the forest of industry and dead people, i very easily found the place in which i was to recieve my mission.
the buildings were very dark, it was rainy and foggy, and i lept around, un-armed because it was unnessecary. i think it was something like the 1920's and even though my dad's cream-colored mercedes was from the early 80's it fit in.
the colors were muted or black, except for the blood pouring out of people who didnt dodge the knives and bullets well enough as i did. and pinks were kind of vivid as well, such as the pink rose i wore in my hair with my black catsuit.
later on, i cooked dinner for my boyfriend, and made a brightly colored salad, pasta with cream sauce, and um, yes, sushi... i dont even know why. the smell of the seaweed made me nauseous and so i didnt want to make it, but i think he wanted the sushi anyways. i remember it took me a long time to prep and cook the meal, and it was really satisfying to make...it felt good to be safe at home cooking dinner and NOT dodging knives and bullets and jumping from story to story, even though i was really good at it.
yawn...anyways... that was totally random and so i will stop rambling on and on about it.