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Crazy dreams
Nov. 20th, 2008 01:54 pmYowza, my dreams last night were weird.
I don't know whether to blame the Chinese takeaway or the noisy idiots that woke me up at God-knows-what-time screaming largely incoherent and occasionally distressing things about 'fucking posh schoolgirls' and shouting down the mobile to 'tell her I'm going to penetrate her'. Niiiicccce.
Anyhoo, dreams included...
I was in my bed, only somebody was interviewing me about ghosts. I was trying to tell her that there was a ghost in the house called Paul (although it wasn't La Reynolds) but it was important that the ghost didn't find out I was talking about him. Only as soon as I mentioned the ghost's name I was paralysed on one side of my body - the ghost was doing it, he was angry that I was talking about him.
Then came a dream that did actually have La Reynolds in it - I think it was my last day of Uni, or I was doing a show up at Uni or something, and he was there to help, along with lots of other slebs. I was trying to 'subtly' catch him alone before he went off to 'say goodbye and thank him' (hur hur hur) but he kept chatting with other people. I finally clumsily orchestrated "bumping into him by accident" just before he got on the bus back to London, and I remember him being very nice and charming, and responding to my clumsy flirting. Unfortunately, our Special Moment was ruined by bloody zombies. Typical, eh? They were the traditional, slow moving type, not your 28 Days Later runners but all of a sudden they'd surrounded the bus and we all had to pile on board, fighting them back. I think we'd just realised that someone on the bus had been bitten and were going to throw him off when the dream changed.
And then just before I woke up I was dreaming about Dr Who, of all things. It was similarly apocalyptic. For some reason, best known to him, he'd "moved Disneyland"... the one in California... We were walking round the space of it and it was just a crater. Then a massive wave rose up from the sea and we were struggling to stay on land. Then I woke up. Crazy.
I don't know whether to blame the Chinese takeaway or the noisy idiots that woke me up at God-knows-what-time screaming largely incoherent and occasionally distressing things about 'fucking posh schoolgirls' and shouting down the mobile to 'tell her I'm going to penetrate her'. Niiiicccce.
Anyhoo, dreams included...
I was in my bed, only somebody was interviewing me about ghosts. I was trying to tell her that there was a ghost in the house called Paul (although it wasn't La Reynolds) but it was important that the ghost didn't find out I was talking about him. Only as soon as I mentioned the ghost's name I was paralysed on one side of my body - the ghost was doing it, he was angry that I was talking about him.
Then came a dream that did actually have La Reynolds in it - I think it was my last day of Uni, or I was doing a show up at Uni or something, and he was there to help, along with lots of other slebs. I was trying to 'subtly' catch him alone before he went off to 'say goodbye and thank him' (hur hur hur) but he kept chatting with other people. I finally clumsily orchestrated "bumping into him by accident" just before he got on the bus back to London, and I remember him being very nice and charming, and responding to my clumsy flirting. Unfortunately, our Special Moment was ruined by bloody zombies. Typical, eh? They were the traditional, slow moving type, not your 28 Days Later runners but all of a sudden they'd surrounded the bus and we all had to pile on board, fighting them back. I think we'd just realised that someone on the bus had been bitten and were going to throw him off when the dream changed.
And then just before I woke up I was dreaming about Dr Who, of all things. It was similarly apocalyptic. For some reason, best known to him, he'd "moved Disneyland"... the one in California... We were walking round the space of it and it was just a crater. Then a massive wave rose up from the sea and we were struggling to stay on land. Then I woke up. Crazy.
