Only In Dreams

this is pretty much it

I've been having the weirdest dreams lately. I can't remeber exactly what happens, but the general theme that runs through them all is that I get pwned repeatedly, embarrasingly, over and over. And as much as it's unsettling, it's also terribly interesting.

Last night, the band put on a killer show at a bar down the street. Last night, I had a dream about that very show, except that this time, we ended up sucking, and it was all my fault. Everyone was pissed at me, and I woke up with a start, feeling pretty depressed and worthless.

Making it back to sleep, I then dreamed that me and my roommate and some other people I knew were producingsome sort of. . . I dunno, drunk game show. It was a cross between Hollywood Squares, people-sized version of Simon Says and QBert, and Cleveland Brown from Family Guy and The Cleveland Show was the host, and he began each show with a dance routine across the show's board, that lit up like a disco floor wherever he was dancing.

Oh yeah, did I mention there was beer? Like, kegs and kegs of beer. And a series of hot women were in charge of each keg's pump. And there was a taco bell right across the street.

Anyway, eventually my roommate and I got back to our apartment with two of the hot keg women. It was great fun, and to paraphrase Michael Scott, my roommate did both of them. Rather, they just went to sleep on the couch. Three people. On a couch. It didn't even look comfortable, but still they preferred that to hanging out with me any more. To make matters worse, before they went to sleep they began demanding things like I fetch them the TV remote, get them glasses of water, etc. I eventually told them to basically fuck off and went to bed. I was in the bathroom, brushing teeth, washing face, etc., when one of those women came in and began straightening her hair with something that looked like it came from the Cthulhu School of Beauty. She then told me exactly why I was worthless and stupid and a waste of breath.

Then I woke up. Then I wrote all the above. I won't tell you what she said, nor who she was, because it's still to fresh in my mind. Of course, it was only just in my mind. But I don't feel any less crappy because of it. Weird.