Supermassive black hole

...inside my head. That's right: it's time for a weird dream report!!!

Last night, I had a dream that I was in either Russia or Spain. Or maybe a combination of both. I know Russia and Spain don't actually have anything in common... except that they're both east of here, which didn't factor into the dream since I'm positive I was in the vicinity of South America. Me and my class (I don't know what class, nor could I name anyone in said class) were visiting a wealthy lady's place, maybe even the queen's palace, and we had to look nice, so they took us to a room full of dresses and made us get all fancy.

The night before last, I dreamed I woke up on Friday (yesterday) and there was a wicked snow storm raging outside. Like THE biggest snow storm you've ever seen in your life. For some reason I was at home instead of at school, and my dad was transforming the basement into a storm shelter. We were stockpiling food and he was building beds (because apparently we couldn't just bring down the ones we had upstairs). I kept trying to call Boyfriend because I wanted him to come join us in the storm cellar before the storm got even worse, but I couldn't reach him. For some reason my friend Ash was there instead. Of course I was happy to share our safe house with him, too, but I was very upset that Boyfriend wasn't there.

Then the dream changed and I was in a refrigerator. I had just tumbled down a mountain in this refrigerator and now I was emerging, utterly unscathed, in the land of Oz. Glinda came in her bubble to greet me. That's all I got.

Today shall be interesting. Boyfriend and his sister, Ghostbait, who is the shiz, are coming to visit. Here's hoping the Bathrobe Guy will have a game of Ultimate going on the quad and/or Cam will have a round of PDQ/Polish foot stomping going in front of Lane. At any rate, there's the coffee house tonight, the woods to explore all afternoon, and a $25 gift card for cheesecake. There is only one thing that could put a damper on what promises to be an epically awesome day. I smell a douche/dirty, angry hobbit man. I hope Boyfriend isn't too hung over from last night to kick the ass of said douche if he so much as looks at us wrong.

3 comments:

jenniferin said...

have fun playing dodge the douche today :P

Amandasaurus said...

same to you, my friend. XD

On to round three!

Nathan Day said...

"Then the dream changed and I was in a refrigerator. I had just tumbled down a mountain in this refrigerator and now I was emerging, utterly unscathed, in the land of Oz. Glinda came in her bubble to greet me. That's all I got."

Indiana Jones has shown the fridge to be invincible. Apparently yours is mystical.

 
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