Goal (which is dependent on the ability to control dreams):Have a make-out dream about every American president.
One down, forty-three to go.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
"Why are you building a time machine? I'm right here. Just kiss me, dammit." --Jacob Chapman, as George Washington
Goal (which is dependent on the ability to control dreams):Have a make-out dream about every American president.
One down, forty-three to go.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
More snippets of dreamage
- Teaching Ronald Weasley how to pirouette.
- Killing the White Witch in a bathtub in a cheap hotel, in this totally gruesome battle involving giant pencils, spears, bead curtains, and fishnets. She wouldn't die and I kept having to stab her over and over and over.
- Befriending a talking pelican from London on the shores of a lake in Yellowstone, who turned out to be a man, and I had to keep tap-dancing in Safeway to keep him from turning back into a pelican.
- Beckah needing a costume to go to a party at our old Parkside Place apartments in Fremont at the last minute, so I suggested she go as a zombie. We ripped up the clothes she happened to have on, and then went outside and smeared dirt all over them. It was a great idea, except Oma and Opa pointed out that it ruined the only outfit she had.
- I'm friends with Zac Efron. I've been having dreams about this for weeks now. We've taken a humanities class together with our mutual friend Danny, and hid in a residential area from the authorities, who were mad that we stole a Little Mermaid poster. I keep thinking of adding Zac as a friend on facebook before remembering that we're not ACTUALLY friends.
- Killing the White Witch in a bathtub in a cheap hotel, in this totally gruesome battle involving giant pencils, spears, bead curtains, and fishnets. She wouldn't die and I kept having to stab her over and over and over.
- Befriending a talking pelican from London on the shores of a lake in Yellowstone, who turned out to be a man, and I had to keep tap-dancing in Safeway to keep him from turning back into a pelican.
- Beckah needing a costume to go to a party at our old Parkside Place apartments in Fremont at the last minute, so I suggested she go as a zombie. We ripped up the clothes she happened to have on, and then went outside and smeared dirt all over them. It was a great idea, except Oma and Opa pointed out that it ruined the only outfit she had.
- I'm friends with Zac Efron. I've been having dreams about this for weeks now. We've taken a humanities class together with our mutual friend Danny, and hid in a residential area from the authorities, who were mad that we stole a Little Mermaid poster. I keep thinking of adding Zac as a friend on facebook before remembering that we're not ACTUALLY friends.
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