I had a completely-disturbing-on-so-many-levels dream last night. How so, you ask?
A) I was Paris Hilton
B) My parents were both divorced and had been arrested for sexual deviancy
C) While they were in jail I had bought their house, but now they were out of jail and refused to leave it
D) They were part of this "in-crowd" sexual thing where there is a chart of really disturbing sexual things that you do with people, and if you fill out the chart first you win.
E) I walked in on them....yea....with a kid
F) They both started groping me and basically trying to rape me because "sex with family member" was on there
G) I met a guy who I thought was really sweet and interesting, until we were making out, and he vomited in my mouth. Turns out that was on the chart
I woke up gagging and spitting. It was absolutely disgusting. I hate that dream. It is not a good way to start out the day of your sister's baby shower. This has been a really interesting week, and I had 2 rather bad days on Weds and Thurs (don't worry I'll explain later) but right now I am desperate for a shower, and I want to get all pretty-fied for the Shower that's at 2, and it's now 12:19
Sunday, January 11, 2009
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