man (whom I did not know from real life or dream life), holding up a rhinestone encrusted pita-pizza with ricotta cheese, mushrooms, and grape tomatoes, screaming, "I REFUSE TO BELIEVE DOLLY PARTON IS MAKING EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THESE THINGS BY HAND!"
HI! I'm fine! :oD Weird (like always), but fine. I'm in one of those phases again. I'm productively procrastinating. I do a bit of this and that what's been on my to do list for ages, but never get anything finished. But at least it moves forward a bit.
Have I mentioned that you should totally make a nice little crackfic out of this dream? Dreams are your brain writing crackfic for you.
YOU are Dolly Parton. And the man you do not know is ALSO you. The Dolly-you is your Ego while the man-you is your Super ego. And the toppings are your Id.
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Hope you start sleeping better soon, darling. Insomnia is my middle name and it's a bitch:/
{{hugs}}
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I did have that pizza - minus the rhinestones - for dinner last night? But I've got NO IDEA how Dolly Parton got in my head.
*hides VHS of '9 to 5' behind back, whistles*
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REALLY? It seems pretty plausible to me.
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That dream guy was just a hater.
Also: HI. *waves*
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You know, I'd have a slice of this pizza easy. It sounds real yummy. Even if it wasn't made by Dolly Parton :P
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HI! How are you?
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HI! I'm fine! :oD
Weird (like always), but fine. I'm in one of those phases again. I'm productively procrastinating. I do a bit of this and that what's been on my to do list for ages, but never get anything finished. But at least it moves forward a bit.
Have I mentioned that you should totally make a nice little crackfic out of this dream? Dreams are your brain writing crackfic for you.
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YOU are Dolly Parton. And the man you do not know is ALSO you. The Dolly-you is your Ego while the man-you is your Super ego. And the toppings are your Id.
I mean, seriously? You didn't get that?
Oh, that will be 5 cents. Peanuts Lucy OUT!
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LUUUUUUU-CYYYYYYY! You got some 'splainin' to do!
YEAH, I KNOW WRONG LUCY.
*has super-ego punch you in the neck*
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PS: I can punch my OWN neck, thank you very much. I don't need no lame superego to do THAT.
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