So, I slept. I got in 2 hours between 7 and 9am. And I had a dream.
In my dream, I was in some sort of bohemian flat with a very cute girl with very long brown hair. She was teaching me how to smoke pot (yes, because I don’t know how…believe me?). I was also trying to convince her that she needed to tell me how she knew me..because I didn’t know her. But she knew me, and knew a lot about me…. the only thing we had in common is a mutual friend. She wouldn’t tell. We smoked more pot.
Also, there was a small terrace where my bird was taking a bath in a pale full of water, being watched over by a transexual male in the process of turning female. He was very shy and sweet and my bird was very happy.
I also was carrying around the keyboard from my desktop PC. I remember I was very, very, very worried that I would lose it.
Then I couldn’t breath. Scratch that… I was having difficulty breathing. You know that feeling you get when you are getting air…just not enough air? Yea..like that.
I was desperately trying to convince you (in in my dream… ‘you’ doesn’t have a face…. so consider it to be you) to upgrade your WordPress MU software to the next available version because that….and that alone, would solve my breathing problem.
I woke up after I peed on the carpet…right on top of my keyboard. (uh, yea … in the dream I peed…it didn’t really happen).
I’m afraid to start my day Heh.
I think writing that book has given you a whole subscription of issues. hahaha!
Lifetime subscriptions, babe. Heh!
LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You so crack me up. Awesome dream!
well, if you were really me in your dream, you wouldn’t have been dreaming about THAT. ๐