I wonder what
friendsofjunius will have to say about this.
Mar. 14th, 2007 08:45 amLast night—well, actually, this morning right before I woke up—I had a dream:
I was some kind of chef or something and this high-status Japanese guy was in my restaurant (which was mostly empty, perhaps closed for him) and praising my food and his interpreter was saying that it was so awesome, etc, and I was really pleased. So afterward, Ryan Seacrest (?) and I are walking through this parking garage and he's all, you know, it's all about you you you anymore and you don't care about me or my life or what's going on with me. And I'm like Ryan, that is so not true, baby! I give him a hug and I say, my God, your waist is so tiny, we could put you in a corset or something, that would get you the attention you deserve and he's like, shut up! but in a laughing way.
So we see that people have parked very badly in the garage, like sideways in front of other cars and I'm all, "What the shit is this?" and he says, "I know, it's fucked up!" and I repeat, "What the shit is this?" and I try to get into this sideways-parked car that's like, some maroon late model Ford. Why I'm doing this I don't know, as it isn't actually parking in our car. Then he says, "Shh, someone is coming." So we duck down by the car and these two women, really tall and strongly built with long dyed blonde hair pushing a baby stroller walk by (I think they were a couple) and they're somehow playing Blondie and talking about how they're not having good orgasms anymore. I turn to Ryan and we start giggling, but really quietly so they don't hear us.
And then I woke up. I think this dream is sort of about P____, whose birthday was yesterday so I talked to him shortly before I went to bed, and D__ who owes me a phone call, hello, and about how I've been so crazed and having all these issues lately and haven't really been the greatest friend maybe. I often dream about random famous people as substitutes for friends in my dreams: in high school C____ was often "played" by Michael J. Fox in my dreams. Since I adore Ryan it sort of makes sense that he would be my dreamtime GBF, though I'm sure neither D__ nor P____ would appreciate being "played" by him.
Given that I've been having a lot of bad anxiety dreams lately, this is an improvement.
I was some kind of chef or something and this high-status Japanese guy was in my restaurant (which was mostly empty, perhaps closed for him) and praising my food and his interpreter was saying that it was so awesome, etc, and I was really pleased. So afterward, Ryan Seacrest (?) and I are walking through this parking garage and he's all, you know, it's all about you you you anymore and you don't care about me or my life or what's going on with me. And I'm like Ryan, that is so not true, baby! I give him a hug and I say, my God, your waist is so tiny, we could put you in a corset or something, that would get you the attention you deserve and he's like, shut up! but in a laughing way.
So we see that people have parked very badly in the garage, like sideways in front of other cars and I'm all, "What the shit is this?" and he says, "I know, it's fucked up!" and I repeat, "What the shit is this?" and I try to get into this sideways-parked car that's like, some maroon late model Ford. Why I'm doing this I don't know, as it isn't actually parking in our car. Then he says, "Shh, someone is coming." So we duck down by the car and these two women, really tall and strongly built with long dyed blonde hair pushing a baby stroller walk by (I think they were a couple) and they're somehow playing Blondie and talking about how they're not having good orgasms anymore. I turn to Ryan and we start giggling, but really quietly so they don't hear us.
And then I woke up. I think this dream is sort of about P____, whose birthday was yesterday so I talked to him shortly before I went to bed, and D__ who owes me a phone call, hello, and about how I've been so crazed and having all these issues lately and haven't really been the greatest friend maybe. I often dream about random famous people as substitutes for friends in my dreams: in high school C____ was often "played" by Michael J. Fox in my dreams. Since I adore Ryan it sort of makes sense that he would be my dreamtime GBF, though I'm sure neither D__ nor P____ would appreciate being "played" by him.
Given that I've been having a lot of bad anxiety dreams lately, this is an improvement.
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Date: 2007-03-15 10:19 pm (UTC)