I normally wouldn't post about dreams because it's a widely held belief, especially among the comedy community (which I really respect) that people's dreams are kind of clunkers to listen to. i mean usually they have no meaning to the listener and you're like "And then..." and they're like "Yeah, whatever." But I've been having weird dreams lately.
To encapsulate as briefly as possible:
I had a dream that I was sharing a beach house for like a whole week with SVT who I was in a relationship with. The dream never turned sexual, though, it was more just like chilling and enjoying each others company. Ponderous!
I had a dream while I was at the beach that a woman I used to know and I saw Morrissey play a show at a tiny 650 seat venue in the burg. Thoughts: Morrissey frickin' rules! Also, whatever became of this woman? Is she still alluring and vivacious or did she as I like to say, turn a corner hard after hitting 40? Yeah, I remember Sylvia!!
I had a dream that I was taking a bus to this place although I can't remember where I was going. I tried to get back but was super late for work and my people there were like "What??!!"
I don't know what either of these dreams mean. I guess the first one is par for the course so I can wake up and dread my lack of female companionship more. I have dreams like that all the time and am reminded of The Smiths' song Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me. Oh, whatever, I don't want this post to become a pity party. That's lame.
Last night I chilled at Ryan's and we watched A Clockwork Orange. I guess Jess being somewhat young, Ryan has taken it upon himself to show her all the cult classic movies he can. Sort of like when introducing your lady to Mr. Show or Kid A. Jess and I were talking about Lil Wayne, since she's in his prime demographic. She was playing me some of her other beloved tunes from her laptop. Ryan and I talked briefly about the Scarface soundtrack. He thought it was good for it's time. It wasn't though. He lamented the fact that he couldn't watch Scarface and I went on a minirant about Scarface being soooo overrated. All in all a pretty fun night. Mike even dropped by for a little while, which was awesome.
1 comment:
sounds like your dreams are getting pretty wierd. You know they might mean something, you should try to look them up. I do that with all of my dreams.
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