Wacky Morpheus!

[fredericks]

I 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.

Comments

[zelle999.livejournal.com]

Bwah! That's great. I'm sorry that your dream date didn't go better. I hate it when I have dreams like that which have so much potential and just fall flat. That sounded just like my real-life date with the neanderthal last month. Only instead of wondering if I was really a lesbian, I was wondering if I should just give up and BECOME a lesbian. So yeah.

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

Wait...you exchanged bodily fluid with The Missing Link???

::runs away from the computer, screaming::

[zelle999.livejournal.com]

EW! Spit IS a body fluid, but that's ALL we exchanged. God, no. The very thought of that makes me weep. In fact, the memory of exchanging spit makes me weep. A few weeks later, my friend (the one who set us up, that bitch) said neanderthal showed up to a group outing with hickeys ALL OVER his neck and I totally threw up a little in my mouth. Ugh.

[wangu.livejournal.com]

Wait, I'm confused, I thought you liked boys.

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

I like both. In my dream I was apparently a lesbian though, because I distinctly remember wondering whether I was a lesbian or not after the fiasco of a date happened.

It was a weird dream. I said that in the entry.