lawofar18 | To sleep, perchance to dream

I dreamt that I was in some surreal Alice in Wonderland type of world, only it was done very artsy-movie style. I skipped around in some medieval setting, waiting to put a crown of flowers in my hair (haha), when I saw the princess of the land. She looked very sad, and people whispered that it was because she had been chosen to be the main character of the movie (...right).

Suddenly, I was the princess (of course), and I had to find these evil scientists that were doing experiments in an underground lab. These dangerous experiments were threatening my kingdom and had to be stopped! I ran downstairs into a creepy room full of empty hospital gurneys, where a bunch of zombies attacked me (what dream of mine is complete without zombies). I knew I had to find the head zombie and kill him to stop the rest of them from spawning, so I turn around the corner where he had to be and find... dun dun dun... Kurt Cobain! But of course, he was Zombie!KurtCobain. Just as I was about to kill Zombie!KurtCobain, he went "rawrgghghgh" and looked really sad, so I felt really sorry for him and was like, "It's okay, Zombie!KurtCobain! I feel your pain! You only became a zombie so you could keep playing your music! Play on! Play on!" Then I let him shuffle off into the sunset holding an acoustic guitar.

Well, it was dramatic in the dream.

Then I ran down to a lower level, where the scientists were working on their Ultimate Experiment. They would first build a giant monster man, and then a pair super-powerful twins that could match him in power. One or the other would be destroyed in a fight to the death, and the scientists would work on rebuilding him/them better. I said that this cycle of violence must be destroyed (so profound)! The twins heard me and were like, "She's right! What have we become!" So the next time the scientists rebuilt them, they immediately stabbed each other with poison-filled syringes, and as they died, they hugged and said, "My only regret is not to have known you, brother!"

Again, it was really dramatic in the dream.

Then the dream switched to something completely different. I vaguely remember trying to plug grapes into electrical sockets before waking up.

The End.

In more sane real life news, concert yesterday. Silverchair still rocks, Daniel is still the sexiest man alive, and they can still put on some of the best live shows ever.