Dreams: Day Two

Last night was quite the wild ride dream-wise.

In part one of my dream I was visiting the local animal shelter. While I was surveying the cages, I came across the most adorable corgi puppy ever! And I thought “you know what, mom and dad probably wouldn’t want me to let this poor puppy dog get euthanized,” so I adopted I picked it up and took it to the front desk. I looked at the sign that had the cost ($40, I think; but if you wanted to get the animal dewormed it was an extra $20…womp) before talking to the woman. We took care of paper work (which in dream land means there was no paper work). Then I realized I actually worked there, and I was supposed to be throwing a Halloween party!

So, I got my butt into high gear and started setting out bowls of candy and little Halloween-themed party favors. As Party Planner Extraordinaire, I also had to order food. So I called up the company that owns Hawaiian Punch and told them I wanted several gallons of their fabulous product. That’s the only food/drink I ordered.

When I was almost done with the party, NASA’s Mohawk Guy waltzed in. Instead of being all “oh my god, let’s get married,” I told him that it was really cool that he worked at NASA and that they were cool with his crazy hair. Then I said something like “my parents would be really relieved to know a guy with stars dyed into his head can work at NASA because since I got my nose pierced my parents think I am a lost cause.”

Then my dream transitioned into watching myself sleep from above. In dream me woke up, and apparently I had taken my nose ring out in the middle of the night and punched it through another section of my nose…so there were two holes in my nose now. Dream me started freaking out because there was blood everywhere and I was afraid that 1) my actual nose piercing would close up and 2) It would be painful and difficult to get my nose ring into the correct piercing. In the end I succeeded.

Then my dream transitioned into some weird Project Graduation/Comic Con/Music Festival  room. I kept wandering around the huge room trying to figure out what I wanted to see first, but somehow I got stuck in a line for a Shinedown/Nickelback concert. Barf. Then I thought there was a free screening for Scott Pilgrim vs. the World, and I tried to get out of the line for Shinedown/Nickelback, but man. It was like some evil force just would not let me leave. It truly was the dark timeline.

Finally, my dream transitioned for the final time. I was driving to work, and I was stuck at a red light at a really janky (I promise to never use that word again) intersection. But for some reason, I wasn’t in the right spot. Like, the intersection is shaped like a T. I should have been in the right portion of the top of the T, but instead I was in the bottom/tall portion of the T. Weird, I know. So finally the light turns green, but then I realize my dad got into a collision only 10 feet away from me! I start freaking out, but he just smiles, backs his truck up, and glides away into the sky. I kid you not. 

Analysis:

I have the potential to throw bitching Halloween parties that space men and corgis attend.