These are weird
Mar. 6th, 2006 02:37 pmI was in line with a friend at a cafeteria with many different restaurant stations. One of the stations was for tasty de-lite, which is where I was heading. The one my friend was in was for a fast-food place. Jack Nicholson*, the actor, was working there and my friend wanted to see him. Jack Nicholson's mom was also around, and she was a cute old lady who was crocheting a blanket.
Some man with a gun came in and shot at us, and Jack Nicholson's mom got shot and killed in the crossfire.
I inherited the blanket she was crocheting.
Then I ran away, and there was this thing where me and a bunch of people had super powers, and we each had different ones, and we had to charge our power with different types of stones, and I was in the process of trying to find one, and then I woke up.
I was on a small boat on the Barrington river, and it was a really pretty afternoon, close to sunset. I was trying to get to this small island, where everybody else was [we each had 1-person boats] and by the time I had got there, they had all left, so I headed home. But I really liked being out on the boat.
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I also had another dream where a subset of the Penn singers had an acapella concert that I was at. And afterwards I was trying to talk to someone from the group, but because I wasn't a Penn Singer, I wasn't allowed. I was rather disappointed.
I was married to Brett. Tova came over, and we were trying to figure out what to do. We ended up going to a movie. I also was about to ask Brett whether or not we could get a cat, when I woke up.
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After I woke up, I couldn't stop laughing. I still laugh when I think about that dream. He's an awesome guy, but I can't picture us ever getting married.
*Note: celebrities never appear in my dreams, ever.
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