Dreamlet 28 July 2010

Ok, LDs. Whatever it is that I'm consuming after 6pm is totally messing up my shiz.

What I had last night between 6 and 10pm:
~2 Bud Select beers (bottles, of course)
~a drink of a potent Jack & Coke
~4 deep-fried chicken strips (awesome) with honey mustard sauce (awesome again)
~a small plate of fresh fried chips
~and a Mountain Dew

I dreamt of Halloween and ghosts and terribly scary things. Costumes on the outside were how the person really was on the inside, and no one was wearing anything cute or non-threatening.
A devil.
A Chinese dragon (those freak me out).
An evil skeleton.

You know how when you're having a bad dream, and you change positions, sometimes your dream will change?

Not last night I didn't. No matter how I tossed and turned, the dream continued.

I love the delicious feeling of fear when you know everything will be ok (like haunted houses. I loves them.); the hair on your arms and neck standing up on end, and you're afraid to look behind you because of what you might see.

But the dreams were so vivid last night that I woke up an hour earlier to pee than my normal nocturnal time (2am instead of 3am)...and I didn't want to get out of bed until I absoballylutely had to.

Ran to the bathroom, peed, and then scampered back to bed (didn't wake up Mr Realist, though. He was out cold.).

I'm getting shivers just thinking about it. *shiver*

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Hope everyone's day is going smashingly.

Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Ms D