Sunday, October 25, 2009

I guess I have something against Disney?

So I had a dream last night. I was deathly ill. So who came to my aid? Dr. House of course. He was actually pretty nice to me.

He put me in this room with this other chick. She was crazy. The whole time she kept trying to kill me because she kept saying something like "you know my secret! you can't tell Dr. House!". She then would run around the room chasing me with a rolling pin. I kept trying to tell her I didn't know what she was talking about and that it would be really bad if she hit me on the head. Then she got me good in the head.

I woke up in my dream and Dr. House was just kinda sitting in this chair at the end of my bed...staring at me. "She hit you pretty good. Luckily I got to you before she bashed your brains out. Even then, you're still lucky to be alive and conscious. The last thing you needed with your condition was a smack in the head."

So then he just sat there and made sure I didn't die in my sleep. How thoughtful.

When I woke up in my dream again, I found myself in a different room. It was really dark except for this window. I was trying to figure out where in the world I was and where Dr. House went when this figure appeared in the window. That crazy chick climbed up the window of whatever room I was in and she was staring at me...rolling pin in hand.

She jumped at me and somehow I crossed her and jumped out the window and slid down a pole. When I got to the bottom, I found myself in a really dark, dreary and pretty sketchy part of a big city. It was also damp. I didn't like that very much. The crazy chick started yelling stuff at me from the window.

At this point I don't remember what all happened in the dream....but the next part I remember was walking down a street with some other chick. It was still dark and cold and sketchy...and we seemed to be walking by a really creepy carnival thing.

"I thought this was supposed to be the happiest place in america" the chick said.
"Well it's not. What can you expect? It's Disney. This place would be a lot better if Pixar made it. Seriously." I replied.

So yeah then I woke up. I don't know what that was all about.

~AM

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