Wacky Morpheus!
Mar. 22nd, 2005 09:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fredericksI had such an unusual dream. I..just shaking my head right now and smiling bemusedly. Nothing I can think to vocalize.
I was on a date (first date, it seemed like) with a female acquaintance of mine. And for some not-known reason I decided to have it at my house. My folks were quietly freaking, I could tell, but I think they were happy that I was on a date so they said little against us. My grandparents were all "this is a sin and y'all are going straight to hell" on me though. Which, right now, is fooking hilARIOUS! I...oh my God! And my dad and mom were trying to tell my grandfather it's okay, stop with the sermonizing (which they'd never do in real life, I'm more than certain).
Meanwhile the date was a total dud. This chick was just not interested. We watched a movie or something...or maybe we were just sitting there...and I started to make my move, you know? slow kiss. Nothing. It was total no spark city. Maybe it had to do with the glaring and fire-and-brimstoning from my grandfolks, but still. Heh. I called the date a wrap and in my dream found myself wondering whether I was a lesbian or not. Bwah.
The next dream I remembered involved a "Saved By The Bell"-like situation where the school was at JFK Airport's Cargo Facilities Center.
It must have been something I ingested last night.
I was on a date (first date, it seemed like) with a female acquaintance of mine. And for some not-known reason I decided to have it at my house. My folks were quietly freaking, I could tell, but I think they were happy that I was on a date so they said little against us. My grandparents were all "this is a sin and y'all are going straight to hell" on me though. Which, right now, is fooking hilARIOUS! I...oh my God! And my dad and mom were trying to tell my grandfather it's okay, stop with the sermonizing (which they'd never do in real life, I'm more than certain).
Meanwhile the date was a total dud. This chick was just not interested. We watched a movie or something...or maybe we were just sitting there...and I started to make my move, you know? slow kiss. Nothing. It was total no spark city. Maybe it had to do with the glaring and fire-and-brimstoning from my grandfolks, but still. Heh. I called the date a wrap and in my dream found myself wondering whether I was a lesbian or not. Bwah.
The next dream I remembered involved a "Saved By The Bell"-like situation where the school was at JFK Airport's Cargo Facilities Center.
It must have been something I ingested last night.
