Thursday, November 27, 2003
We interrupt your regular Thankgsiving Day programming to bring you this....
Dreams? SUCK.
I had another one of those dreams again last night, except it sucked. I'm usually the one who's quick to perv-analyze everyone else's dreams, but mine area always too weird to do anything with. So, in the spirit of thanks and giving and me constantly amusing everyone else, I'll share.
It featured an old (current? just dormant?) crush J.... who apparently now freelances for the DMV or some odd organization similar to that. (Don't ask me, this part cracks me up). Without even acknowledging that we haven't talked in forever, he shows up at my door and we're on a mission to search out a bunch of cars that have similar license plate numbers as mine. (The frell? This is why I need a lobotomy) We're off; we're pretty successful; we're laughing and joking and teasing each other like we've never had a break. (Awwww) Then we take a break, and he confides in me that he's been seeing this chick I know at work (a very outgoing, funny and pretty gal - you know, stuff I'm normally not) for a week. (The prick, HRMPH) And yet, I can't be pissy because they're both such good people.
And that's when the PoohBro wakes me up to tell me of the twist in his 'Knights of the Old Republic' game. Grrrr.
So anyway, the suckiest parts of the dream are pretty obvious. What's even more peculiar is I've been dream-free for a good long time now, and this one came out of nowhere. Also? Know my thing with everyone being headless in my dreams? Yeah, well, I saw his face just fine. Only, his face was a little off -- chubbier, mayber? But he was wearing the same outfit I last saw him in. Very odd. Lol. Damn. I'm such a mental mess. BLEH.
Oh, and to continue the amusing holiday weekend so far.... The PoohRents have been big on borrowing Chinese soap operas and having us make vcd copies of all of them. That's like a good 25 discs per series, and also explains why the PoohRents hog the dvd player. Bleh. Anyway, PoohMom stayed over at the aunt's to help out. But PoohDad was watching the soaps when I got back yesterday afternoon (WHERE'S MY X2, DAMMIT?). And this morning, when I woke up? Yep. PoohDad. Sitting two feet from the TV. Watching his soaps. With the sound turned down to keep from waking us all up. Seriously... PoohDad's addiction to these soaps is starting to worry me, but now I know where PoohBro gets the capacity to remember plotlines from General Hospital (back when he used to watch with Thing1).
Well.... just dropping off those bits of humor for you guys. Heh.
So.... I'm off to the aunt's. Not sure when I'll be back since I might be staying over and whenever I'm away from home, I curb my net addiction (sorta). Kisses, hugs, miss y'all.
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