two three things:
1.) i had the most effed up dream last night. really excuse me for the coarse language. the truth is i say a lot of naughty words in real life but not so much here. i don't want to make anyone uncomfy. but sometimes i seriously want to be like, "@&^SH##$F@^$^#B%^!!!!"
do you cuss? how many times a day and what are the circumstances? only when you accidently cut your foot off or more like when you chip your nail polish? just wondering.
but back to the dream, what happened was i woke up and immediately opened the laptop which was on the bed next to me from the night before (sickness) and i did my usual rounds, half awake, wondering why i don't have a coffee boy and then, BAM, a scene from the dream which i had forgotten popped into my brain and i must have had a look on my face like, GOD, MY WEIRDNESS KNOWS NO BOUNDS, because in the dream, and this is gross so skip this last bit if you are at this moment taking a big bite of something involving tomato sauce or ground beef or something (REALLY, I MEAN IT), someone had the audacity to, um, jeez this is hard to type....scalp me.
ew, right? WHAT THE?
i think the guy was this child abuser dude who i had previously ratted out to the police and he also happened to be the owner of a small traveling circus. FIGURES.
and after it happened i needed to get to the hospital, OBVI, but i had some trouble getting there and then once i was there i was being seen by some kind of 12 yo intern and i had to run around the hospital looking for the real doctors (side note- i've been watching old episodes of "grey's anatomy" before bed) and it was all rather.....ANXIETY MUCH, LIANE??
honestly. where do i get this crap?
of course i then went looking for some sort of guidance from internet dream interpretation sites and decided i either A. am afraid my ideas and thoughts are being stolen or B. i am becoming more emotionally open or C. i need a long "spa" vacation.
but moving right along..
2.) will you please tell me your last dream? i know i've asked you this before.
3.) i am currently taking applications for a new position which has opened up here. your main responsibility will be to have my coffee ready in the morning when i wake up and you will also be required to deliver it to me in bed while i surf the net. an auxiliary duty will be to listen to me recount my dreams, offer interpretation and finally, drive me to the hospital no questions asked should a child-abusing traveling-circus-oriented man scalps me, for chrissakes.