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I had a nightmire last night in which I was having trouble getting Epic letters to print out onto the shirts I have packed for our trip to England. I was awake at 3:30am... not so much worrying about it as trying to figure out why I had been worried about it. That's almost like a combination of all the things stressing me out right now, it would be a perfect combination if I was then planning to feed those shirts to everybody as the vegetarian entree at Laura's wedding tomorrow. Fortunately I woke up before anything like that could happen.
I just had an AWFUL dream. It was the wedding, the ceremony, and nobody was taking it seriously other than the officiant and I, no one was even pretending to take it seriously. Everyone was wondering in and out, including the guests, the wedding party, and JOSH! Some kids even set up a drum set in the back of the hall and started playing during the beginning of the rose ceremony so that I, who was standing next to the officiant, couldn't even hear her. I was so pissed. By the end of the ceremony I was BEGGING Kathy not to sign her part of the license, even though I'd said my vows and signed it, I didn't think it should be a binding ceremony with the groom wandering off in the middle with his buddies.
Sex and politics
Sep. 21st, 2005 07:46 pmI know you aren't all in my sex filter, but this was too weird and scary not to post about.
( Weird dream about sex )
( Political meme... no surprises here )
( Weird dream about sex )
( Political meme... no surprises here )
Wedding Dream
Jun. 2nd, 2005 07:08 amI had a dream that it was the day after the wedding and I couldn't remember a thing about how it had gone. I was talking about it with my mother hoping that she would jog my memory, and asking her if the photographer had gotten pictures of specific things that would jog my memory. And it turned out that for some reason, we'd pretty much missed the reception (not for photos or anything, we'd spent it in the kitchen washing dishes or something). It turned out that we'd missed the cake cutting, the garter/bouquet toss, dinner, and the first dance. Apparently we were there for the toasts, but that was about it. I was so pissed. And then I woke up. 16 days...
