2004-10-19 - 3:38 p.m.
I swear to God. Listen to this.
I had a dream last night that there was some kind of natural disaster/alien invasion/end of the world thing happening, and my parents were driving me somewhere, and I was in the backseat of the car with this guy, and there are enemy planes zooming by shooting, and then a volcano about 50 feet away starts oozing boiling hot deadly magma (yes I thought "magma" in my dream) and is heading for our car, certain death here, so I go "Well, okay" and start making out with the guy, and he throws me off of him and is like "What are you doing, gross, stop!" and I'm like "But we're about to die! Don't let me die like this, alone, with nobody! Just let me kiss you!" But he wouldn't let me. I think as we drove into the magma he was telling me how much and why he didn't like me.
Lordy, what kind of crappy dream is that? It's nice to know that even in my dreams, a guy wouldn't let me touch him even if we were about to die. That's just sad right there.
