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More WTF dreams
Aug. 9th, 2004 11:26 amI dreamt last night that there was this huge meeting, and one of the guys there was Crispin Freeman. Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering tornado that started sucking everything away, especially the pies on the catering table (I blame the presence of pies in my dreams on ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
danceswithelvis!). Supposedly, everyone had their own personal pie, and the pies were their life meters. Meaning when the entire pie was sucked up, that person died. So the tornado sucks up this guy's pie, and he keels over. Then the tornado starts heading for Crispin's pie, and I'm like, "Oh no, it's going to kill Crispin!" But I can't do anything about it because I'm stuck in the crowd. Next thing I know, I'm on top of this building, looking at a huge art mural painted on the side of a building. This lady is talking to me about the tornado incident, and I ask her if Crispin escaped, and she gets all excited and says, "Oh yes, Kenshin showed up in the nick of time and saved him and this other guy!" I go, "What? KENSHIN?" She goes, "Yes." I'm like, "Kenshin isn't a real person, he's an anime character." She goes, "Well, he must be real, or he came through a 2D-3D portal, because he existed to save us all from the tornado. He defeated the tornado single-handedly with his amazing sword skills!" So I'm like, "Wow! Kenshin is real! How exciting!" Suddenly, the art mural I'm looking at catches on fire, and a helicopter comes over and starts spraying all of us with water, so we run down into these tunnels. While I'm down there, I suddenly think, "What if that wasn't the real Kenshin, but a Kenshin cosplayer? But then where he did get superhuman abilities to defeat tornadoes?!"
Did any of that make sense? Because it doesn't make sense to me.
Then I dreamt that I was at class in college, and this professor wouldn't let me turn my paper in because when he collected them, I was still searching through my backpack for it, so I threw the paper at him in rage and gave him a papercut on his head. Then the rest of the class kept switching seats, which drove him mad, so he stormed out in a fury.
I'm really not this weird when I'm awake. Really.
danceswithelvis!). Supposedly, everyone had their own personal pie, and the pies were their life meters. Meaning when the entire pie was sucked up, that person died. So the tornado sucks up this guy's pie, and he keels over. Then the tornado starts heading for Crispin's pie, and I'm like, "Oh no, it's going to kill Crispin!" But I can't do anything about it because I'm stuck in the crowd. Next thing I know, I'm on top of this building, looking at a huge art mural painted on the side of a building. This lady is talking to me about the tornado incident, and I ask her if Crispin escaped, and she gets all excited and says, "Oh yes, Kenshin showed up in the nick of time and saved him and this other guy!" I go, "What? KENSHIN?" She goes, "Yes." I'm like, "Kenshin isn't a real person, he's an anime character." She goes, "Well, he must be real, or he came through a 2D-3D portal, because he existed to save us all from the tornado. He defeated the tornado single-handedly with his amazing sword skills!" So I'm like, "Wow! Kenshin is real! How exciting!" Suddenly, the art mural I'm looking at catches on fire, and a helicopter comes over and starts spraying all of us with water, so we run down into these tunnels. While I'm down there, I suddenly think, "What if that wasn't the real Kenshin, but a Kenshin cosplayer? But then where he did get superhuman abilities to defeat tornadoes?!"Did any of that make sense? Because it doesn't make sense to me.
Then I dreamt that I was at class in college, and this professor wouldn't let me turn my paper in because when he collected them, I was still searching through my backpack for it, so I threw the paper at him in rage and gave him a papercut on his head. Then the rest of the class kept switching seats, which drove him mad, so he stormed out in a fury.
I'm really not this weird when I'm awake. Really.
