Jul 20, 2004 00:55
I have been feeling like shit lately, so I went to bed at like 8 and had a WEIRD dream.
I dreamt that I was at like, Marlaina's cottage, but it was a very colorful house and it was also my dad's, but it was in St. Augustine...yeah. And for some strange reason, "DJ" was there, but he looked like a much older version of Ryan...and he wouldn't talk to anyone, and he didnt really ever move from this one spot he was standing in. Actually, he was sort of like a SIM. And me and Marlaina went into this other room and I was like "excuse me, miss, but I must excuse myself momentarily" and I went into the room he was in and I locked the door and started punching him in the face, but for some reason I couldnt reach his face well enough to hit him hard and he started trying to hit me back so I kicked him in the balls and ended up kickin his ass(go me). Then like, we left the room and I walked into another room and he was sitting in a bean bag chair and he was trying to get me to give him a kiss so i stepped on his feet, and i turned around and looked in the closet and Marlaina was sitting on a pile of stuff in it and she was like "GOD YOU COULD HAVE JUST TOLD ME" because she thought I like had sex with him or something, i dont know. She also said it like she had the mentality of a 4 year old. The point is that she was mad at me and sitting in a closet. So I was like whatever this is messed up, and I left the room and my dad was mopping the wood floor in a frilly apron and I was just standing there looking at him when I woke up.
I guess that's what happens when you eat garlic bread before you take a nap.
I am vindicated, I am selfish, I am wrong, I am right, I swear I'm right, I swear I knew it all along