I refuse to clean up puke even in my dreams!
Had a weird dream: A bunch of friends and I were in a dark restaurant, going around on these carts on a track. (think DONKEY KONG for Nintendo) We noticed that the posters on the walls were obviously very new, but made to look old. Sarah remembered that the old black-and-white ones had been "TOTALLY VINTAGE!" and we were all lost down memory lane as we recalled the old haunts symbolized by previous posters.
When we were ready to go down an elevator shaft, K suddenly showed up and started acting like a boor. He was REALLY impatient and insisted that he needed the elevator, and that we could just use some other way of getting down to the depths. Considering that we were on the only track to downstairs, we took his sentimental objects (photos, CD, Bible) from him and took them with us to put in the incinerator.
After that, everyone got whisked to a muddy cave, where we had to keep quiet while hatching various nefarious plots. Someone was saying that we could just print "AOL" on a sheet of paper over and over again, and it would look like "KOL" because of the font spacing and pixels. Tracy was going through her stuff, looking for a note that someone sent her about a year ago. Eventually, we all went into the dark cave, with construction everywhere.
We were in a Skytrain shell, and absolutely had to NOT make a lot of noise; otherwise, our enemies (K and his friends) could root us out with explosives. That would be a tragic end indeed! (especially for the kiddies involved) I and others refused to clean up yellow mud puddles with vomit in them, so we went to see what various people were doing. The preschool kids were painting very colorful pictures to aid in our plot, and I praised them. Faustine said I was being too loud, and instructed the kids just to wave at me instead of making noise. We found a restaurant in the middle of the cave, but were nonplussed at how to get the food. My sister noticed a tub full of grey poker chips, which could be used to pay for it. We were selecting sushi, warm soup (Fidela's favorite), and burgers when I woke up.
No idea where that one came from... although I know that the vomit part probably stemmed from the times when I had to clean up puke!
When we were ready to go down an elevator shaft, K suddenly showed up and started acting like a boor. He was REALLY impatient and insisted that he needed the elevator, and that we could just use some other way of getting down to the depths. Considering that we were on the only track to downstairs, we took his sentimental objects (photos, CD, Bible) from him and took them with us to put in the incinerator.
After that, everyone got whisked to a muddy cave, where we had to keep quiet while hatching various nefarious plots. Someone was saying that we could just print "AOL" on a sheet of paper over and over again, and it would look like "KOL" because of the font spacing and pixels. Tracy was going through her stuff, looking for a note that someone sent her about a year ago. Eventually, we all went into the dark cave, with construction everywhere.
We were in a Skytrain shell, and absolutely had to NOT make a lot of noise; otherwise, our enemies (K and his friends) could root us out with explosives. That would be a tragic end indeed! (especially for the kiddies involved) I and others refused to clean up yellow mud puddles with vomit in them, so we went to see what various people were doing. The preschool kids were painting very colorful pictures to aid in our plot, and I praised them. Faustine said I was being too loud, and instructed the kids just to wave at me instead of making noise. We found a restaurant in the middle of the cave, but were nonplussed at how to get the food. My sister noticed a tub full of grey poker chips, which could be used to pay for it. We were selecting sushi, warm soup (Fidela's favorite), and burgers when I woke up.
No idea where that one came from... although I know that the vomit part probably stemmed from the times when I had to clean up puke!
Labels: annoyances, bible, dreams, fidela, food, kids, korey, music, photos, pictures, sarah c., steph, sushi, tracy
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