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My head feels really heavy. I feel groggy.
After the last entry, I had planned to go for a run. I fell asleep instead and took an unintentional four hour nap. Now my wrists are swollen and achy, because in my dreams, I played some hella crazy piano...
Let me tell you about my dream...
First it started with me being in a hotel, going down the hallways in a hotel, trying to steal food from the used room-service carts. What can I say, I was hungry. I got stopped by this fellow who was definitely twice my size and very very ... male. He said something to me and called me a dyke, and I hit him. Pushed him up against a wall and everything. I knew I was in a shit ton of trouble when I pushed him though, because I knew the moment my hands went on him that he was 200x stronger than me, and he had the height advantage.
But, I'm spunky. I wouldn't ever actually hit someone like that, but after I did, instead of goin' for me, he took the higher road (woah, eh?) and probably seeing how scared I was that he was gonna kill me, he pushed me out of the way, and, sort of laughing, walked away.
Then I go to the hotel room, (apparently, I have a hotel suite in this bitch), and I walk in to be greeted by my pretty fiancee, and her mother. They were looking for me. The mother obviously doesn't like me, thinks I'm gonna make the worst son-in-law ever. In my head I know I'm supposed to be male for her, and in my head, I also know I'm not.
Anyway, snookums gives me a big hug and a kiss and tells me to go get washed up for dinner.
And I go to take a shower, but the shower is like right there, so I know everyone can see me and I'm scared to death of future step-mom finding out I'm a girl, and I'm not sure what to do, so I climb into the shower stall clothed, and take off my over clothes, and shower in my binder and my undies. I'm thinkin "no one will know". ha. Anyway, I get out of the shower, trying to pretend like I'm not wearing soaking wet underclothes, because, obviously, I'm hoping they think I was showering naked, even though I know I wasn't. I'm wrapping like the sixth towel around me on the way to the bedroom to get a change of clothes, when the mother approaches me, and says I look cute all wet, and that she can see why her daughter's so fond of me, but she says it in that way that's like, "you're a fuck up."
And I go to change, trying to dry off as best I can, and it's not working of course, when one of her siblings (her sister?) walks into the room and is like, "omg! you're you're" and then she starts giggling and threatening to tell everyone and I'm not sure what to do but I've had a hell of day and I just want some food, so I run to my sweetie and explain what happened, and she goes to the sister and is talking to her, when her nephew walks in the room... Instantly, I'm no longer me, I'm him.
I'm this fuck-up little kid, like maybe eight or ten, and a delinquent to the highest degree, a pathological liar with a big ego and one of those dispositions that makes it real easy to like me, even though I'm stealing your car. My best friend's father is trying to get me into acting, one of those outreach programs, and I'm sitting in a hallway, reading lines off the page, and the director is harping that I'm too young for theatre, and that the play's already been cast, (and apparently going on at that second). A few people walk out into the hallway we're in and compliment me, and I can say, I was REALLY good. I mean, I'm not in real life, but damn, this little kid could act.
Anyway, because of that, the director tells me to go out onto the stage and just make up what I'm doing. He says the other actors will accommodate.
The other actors-- one of them is pretending to be a man-servant, and I immediately take his place, with much humour, of course. The other actor, the lead guy, is pissed at this, and he tells me to go to the piano and play the music he's supposed to be performing with. Apparently this was the other guy's job, and he's sure I won't be able to do it.
I look at the sheet music, and I can sort of make it out but I can't read the times of any of the notes, but then as he starts to sing I get the hang of it, and I'm really pounding away, and doing terribly, but the audience has fallen asleep from the guy's singing anyway, so like the court jester fellow goes out into the stands, and is like singing to my playing, and making up shit that happened while the audience was sleeping, and the audience is totally believeing it....
So I come out of the playing, and the head actor guy is all pissed off at me, because, of course, the audience loves me...
and then I woke up, so I never got to see the end of the show or be adored by my fans. *shrug*
hell of a dream, eh?
After the last entry, I had planned to go for a run. I fell asleep instead and took an unintentional four hour nap. Now my wrists are swollen and achy, because in my dreams, I played some hella crazy piano...
Let me tell you about my dream...
First it started with me being in a hotel, going down the hallways in a hotel, trying to steal food from the used room-service carts. What can I say, I was hungry. I got stopped by this fellow who was definitely twice my size and very very ... male. He said something to me and called me a dyke, and I hit him. Pushed him up against a wall and everything. I knew I was in a shit ton of trouble when I pushed him though, because I knew the moment my hands went on him that he was 200x stronger than me, and he had the height advantage.
But, I'm spunky. I wouldn't ever actually hit someone like that, but after I did, instead of goin' for me, he took the higher road (woah, eh?) and probably seeing how scared I was that he was gonna kill me, he pushed me out of the way, and, sort of laughing, walked away.
Then I go to the hotel room, (apparently, I have a hotel suite in this bitch), and I walk in to be greeted by my pretty fiancee, and her mother. They were looking for me. The mother obviously doesn't like me, thinks I'm gonna make the worst son-in-law ever. In my head I know I'm supposed to be male for her, and in my head, I also know I'm not.
Anyway, snookums gives me a big hug and a kiss and tells me to go get washed up for dinner.
And I go to take a shower, but the shower is like right there, so I know everyone can see me and I'm scared to death of future step-mom finding out I'm a girl, and I'm not sure what to do, so I climb into the shower stall clothed, and take off my over clothes, and shower in my binder and my undies. I'm thinkin "no one will know". ha. Anyway, I get out of the shower, trying to pretend like I'm not wearing soaking wet underclothes, because, obviously, I'm hoping they think I was showering naked, even though I know I wasn't. I'm wrapping like the sixth towel around me on the way to the bedroom to get a change of clothes, when the mother approaches me, and says I look cute all wet, and that she can see why her daughter's so fond of me, but she says it in that way that's like, "you're a fuck up."
And I go to change, trying to dry off as best I can, and it's not working of course, when one of her siblings (her sister?) walks into the room and is like, "omg! you're you're" and then she starts giggling and threatening to tell everyone and I'm not sure what to do but I've had a hell of day and I just want some food, so I run to my sweetie and explain what happened, and she goes to the sister and is talking to her, when her nephew walks in the room... Instantly, I'm no longer me, I'm him.
I'm this fuck-up little kid, like maybe eight or ten, and a delinquent to the highest degree, a pathological liar with a big ego and one of those dispositions that makes it real easy to like me, even though I'm stealing your car. My best friend's father is trying to get me into acting, one of those outreach programs, and I'm sitting in a hallway, reading lines off the page, and the director is harping that I'm too young for theatre, and that the play's already been cast, (and apparently going on at that second). A few people walk out into the hallway we're in and compliment me, and I can say, I was REALLY good. I mean, I'm not in real life, but damn, this little kid could act.
Anyway, because of that, the director tells me to go out onto the stage and just make up what I'm doing. He says the other actors will accommodate.
The other actors-- one of them is pretending to be a man-servant, and I immediately take his place, with much humour, of course. The other actor, the lead guy, is pissed at this, and he tells me to go to the piano and play the music he's supposed to be performing with. Apparently this was the other guy's job, and he's sure I won't be able to do it.
I look at the sheet music, and I can sort of make it out but I can't read the times of any of the notes, but then as he starts to sing I get the hang of it, and I'm really pounding away, and doing terribly, but the audience has fallen asleep from the guy's singing anyway, so like the court jester fellow goes out into the stands, and is like singing to my playing, and making up shit that happened while the audience was sleeping, and the audience is totally believeing it....
So I come out of the playing, and the head actor guy is all pissed off at me, because, of course, the audience loves me...
and then I woke up, so I never got to see the end of the show or be adored by my fans. *shrug*
hell of a dream, eh?