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Slew of dreams
Feb. 16th, 2007 09:18 amI don't think I slept very well last night. Had a series of dimly remembered, weird dreams.
There was one involving the Scooby Doo gang and cows. The weird part of this is that I distinctly remember the end of the dream being in comic book form. As in, done in panels with, with word balloons. It was like reading a comic book in my sleep.
There was one about my fiance's bachelor party. Only I'm pretty sure that my fiance was Evan, not Chuckro. He went to play laser tag for his party, and I went out for Mexican with my parents. Only they were really late in bringing my food, so I ended up splitting my mom's. Hers was really good, and mine was pretty bad when it came.
There was something about my old parish priest having some kind of terminal disease.
There was one about waking up in our apartment on a snowy day, and walking out into the living room which had been turned into a big loft-like space. And a bunch of my friends and also my boss were there. So we decided to order pizza. My boss insisted on an elaborate deep dish pizza she said was really good, so I got that and a plain pizza in case people didn't like her choice. Why my boss appeared in my apartment and ordered pizza, I cannot say.
There was one involving the Scooby Doo gang and cows. The weird part of this is that I distinctly remember the end of the dream being in comic book form. As in, done in panels with, with word balloons. It was like reading a comic book in my sleep.
There was one about my fiance's bachelor party. Only I'm pretty sure that my fiance was Evan, not Chuckro. He went to play laser tag for his party, and I went out for Mexican with my parents. Only they were really late in bringing my food, so I ended up splitting my mom's. Hers was really good, and mine was pretty bad when it came.
There was something about my old parish priest having some kind of terminal disease.
There was one about waking up in our apartment on a snowy day, and walking out into the living room which had been turned into a big loft-like space. And a bunch of my friends and also my boss were there. So we decided to order pizza. My boss insisted on an elaborate deep dish pizza she said was really good, so I got that and a plain pizza in case people didn't like her choice. Why my boss appeared in my apartment and ordered pizza, I cannot say.
