Ok, bad dream time.
I just had a dream that I was visiting a friend and his girlfriend when the doorbell rang and a guy who was supposed to be a friend of ours from high school was invited in. I should have known it was a dream then because he was acting like he knew me and I knew I didn't know him (now that I'm a wake I realize he looked and acted like one of the characters from The Guild season 3 and 4). Anyway, the four of us each got a glass of wine and sat down to talk (another dream give away because it was red wine, and I don't drink red wine).
The "guy from high school" is sitting to my left and I look over to talk to him when I see a wasp sitting on the table next to him. I start freaking out because I'm allergic to wasps and have developed a phobia about them because of it. The wasp flies at me and I close my eyes and try to stay still because I don't want it to sting me. I ask where it is and the "guy from high school" tells me that it flew past me in what I assume was an attempt to calm me because it had actually landed on my neck.
There was a minute or two of "Ew! Get it away!" and several people trying to gently shoo it off of me so it wouldn't sting before it wound up on my finger tip. I blew at it and it was propelled away from me. I sigh and open my mouth to say what a relief it is when the wasp flies at me again--directly into my open mouth just as I was closing it. Yes, I got stung. I got stung on the inside of the lips and the tip of my tongue. I even got stung in the finger tips when I tried to pull the wasp out of my mouth. Then I woke up. 2 freaking am!
The "guy from high school" is sitting to my left and I look over to talk to him when I see a wasp sitting on the table next to him. I start freaking out because I'm allergic to wasps and have developed a phobia about them because of it. The wasp flies at me and I close my eyes and try to stay still because I don't want it to sting me. I ask where it is and the "guy from high school" tells me that it flew past me in what I assume was an attempt to calm me because it had actually landed on my neck.
There was a minute or two of "Ew! Get it away!" and several people trying to gently shoo it off of me so it wouldn't sting before it wound up on my finger tip. I blew at it and it was propelled away from me. I sigh and open my mouth to say what a relief it is when the wasp flies at me again--directly into my open mouth just as I was closing it. Yes, I got stung. I got stung on the inside of the lips and the tip of my tongue. I even got stung in the finger tips when I tried to pull the wasp out of my mouth. Then I woke up. 2 freaking am!