03-05-2007, 11:55 PM
Last night was the first time a long time I had a dream that I actually remembered start to finish. Usually it’s just broken fragments that I remember, which when combined makes no sense whatsoever. Last night’s dream didn’t make much sense either, but at least it was all one continuous story.
It began on the deck of the old house in New York, except there were several additions to it and it was a much bigger, extravagant deck overall. There were about 100 people or so attending Jennifer Love Hewitt’s wedding to some disgusting toothless hillbilly redneck. She was standing on the edge of the deck and the hillbilly and his friends were throwing food at her – I recall there being coleslaw – and calling her a dirty fucking whore until she was in tears.
Then her and I got in a car at the end of the driveway and hovered over the other cars in the driveway to get to the street. With her driving, she dropped me off a few blocks away at the elementary school that I attended. I went in to take some kind of computer test, but instead of being in the school I was suddenly in a big college lecture hall. The tests were handed out and there was just one computer-related question on it; the rest of it had complex accounting and physics questions. So I approached the old lady who handed out the tests, who happened to be that cunty old redhead DMV bitch from License to Drive. After arguing with her for a couple of minutes I pushed her to the ground and ripped the flesh from her face. Then security came after me so I started to run up the stairs. When I turned around, everything was gone. I was now running up the stairs from the auditorium in King Kong, a la Adrian Brody. But nobody was chasing me and I was moving in slow motion. I kept losing random objects and going back down the stairs to retrieve them. Notably my cell phone, mp3 player, sunglasses, flip flops, and alarm clock. Every time I thought I had gathered everything, something else was missing. I started going back downstairs to look for something, but couldn’t move my legs. I looked down and realized I was in quicksand! Except it wasn’t sand at all, it was tar – quicktar! I kept sinking until I fell through the floor. I ended up falling through to the beginning part of the original Metroid – the part where you bomb the floor to get to Kraid’s lair.
The end
It began on the deck of the old house in New York, except there were several additions to it and it was a much bigger, extravagant deck overall. There were about 100 people or so attending Jennifer Love Hewitt’s wedding to some disgusting toothless hillbilly redneck. She was standing on the edge of the deck and the hillbilly and his friends were throwing food at her – I recall there being coleslaw – and calling her a dirty fucking whore until she was in tears.
Then her and I got in a car at the end of the driveway and hovered over the other cars in the driveway to get to the street. With her driving, she dropped me off a few blocks away at the elementary school that I attended. I went in to take some kind of computer test, but instead of being in the school I was suddenly in a big college lecture hall. The tests were handed out and there was just one computer-related question on it; the rest of it had complex accounting and physics questions. So I approached the old lady who handed out the tests, who happened to be that cunty old redhead DMV bitch from License to Drive. After arguing with her for a couple of minutes I pushed her to the ground and ripped the flesh from her face. Then security came after me so I started to run up the stairs. When I turned around, everything was gone. I was now running up the stairs from the auditorium in King Kong, a la Adrian Brody. But nobody was chasing me and I was moving in slow motion. I kept losing random objects and going back down the stairs to retrieve them. Notably my cell phone, mp3 player, sunglasses, flip flops, and alarm clock. Every time I thought I had gathered everything, something else was missing. I started going back downstairs to look for something, but couldn’t move my legs. I looked down and realized I was in quicksand! Except it wasn’t sand at all, it was tar – quicktar! I kept sinking until I fell through the floor. I ended up falling through to the beginning part of the original Metroid – the part where you bomb the floor to get to Kraid’s lair.
The end