Sunday, July 29, 2012

I'm only dreaming!

So I usually get weirdly vivid dreams. (What follows will be an account of several of my most recent and/or memorable ones).


Ok, the other day I had a dream that my mom was accusing me of using crystal meth and was going to drug test me and I was like NO MOM WHY WOULD I EVER DO CRYSTAL METH.

Drug test me? Yeah? HAWHAWHWAhaHAhajsabfh∆˚åsfl. dunno how that happened....must be the meth.


Speaking of crystal meth (hereby abbreviated as CM), I was speaking with my friend Jess about CM, and we were saying how we had no idea what it did, even her, who watches Breaking Bad regularly, where the cook a shit load of CM.

SO, courtesy of Wikipedia:
Jess- turns out CM is the same thing as speed. Who knew?


There is just far too much I can say about that last paragraph, but i'll let it just sink in to all yalls brains.

Back to DREAMS. 

Another dream, which I had earlier this summer while camping went like this. So we're sleeping in a freezing cold tent in Roscoe, in New York, in America, in North America, on the Earth, in our Solar System, in the Milky Way, in the Universe (but those details aren't important) BUT I DIGRESS. (might be using that word wrong) -- So I wake up in the middle of the night convinced that I somehow got outside of the tent and that I am sleeping on the ground of the campsite next to the fire pit. 

And so I start to panic, thinking I need a light or a flashlight to get back into the tent. So, almost instinctively,  I flail my arms and hit my friend Isabel who was, at the time, sleeping (probably) quite peacefully in her bag of sleeping. She woke up and said "what?" Finally that alerted me to what was actually going on in the situation and I sheepishly mumbled, "I need a flashlight," which she handed to me. I kinda realized at that point that I didn't actually need the flashlight so I turned it on + off real quick.

particularly if the party involves a load of CM.

Then there was the scariest dream I think I ever had. I was little maybe 2nd grade, and I dreamt that I was at my nana's house, and for some reason it was by a lake (I don't think it's even close to a lake- landlocked in PA) So anyways I noticed this alligator infestation in the late, but sadly I was the only one who noticed. 


But of course, no one listened to me, those dumb mofos, so I decided to lock myself in my nana's house, as to protect myself. But after locking the numerous doors in the house, I reluctantly decided that I couldn't let me entire family suffer death at the hands of shark alligator teeth, and ran in convincing then to take to shelter. 

This gif is particularly relevant because I'm watching the Olympics like just about every corporate slave in the world. Wait. Ignore me, I didn't just go there. Must be all the CM, that's a discussion for another day.

I don't remember if I was successful or not because I woke up somewhere around then and slept in my parent's room. I really couldn't be too careful, I didn't know what was hidden in the shadows under my bed. 

Closing Remarks:

Dream Vacation:


Gah. I'm hungry.

Some songs:

TWO OF THE MEMBERS OF RADIOHEAD WHAT WHAT.

Going to see Mumford & Sons on WEDNESDAY


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