12.6.07

In my dream the other night Mitt Romney lost the Republican nomination to Mike Huckabee and I was (so) angry.

I Was Pregnant

and I could see the kid's foot poke out whenever it kicked. I kept trying to show Julie but she wasn't very impressed, and she wanted to listen to Beachwood Park over and over and over.

Drugs Drugs Drugs

and bloody bellies and huge, mossy bathtubs last night. Why do I always dream about giant bathtubs? Also, my sister painted her room gold with "lucky paint".

No Dream Last Night

But I did subscribe to an efficiency blog (while at work) yesterday.

In Bangladesh

A gang was trying to kill me, while another gang made a movie about them trying to kill me.

Sad

...and literal. I dreamt that an old friend and I went to the beach. He got up and swam out into the very dark sea and never came back.

Sorry All You "Regulars", I've Been Lazy

I had this dream where Paul McCartney sang to me about how short my eyelashes are and I was super pissed.
(The thing about this post, and describing dreams in general, that's funny to me isn't so much the content as the syntax.)