Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Prophetic Dreams...
Patrick thinks I might be having prophetic dreams 'cuz I'm pregnant. I reminded him that it's usually virgins who have those kind of dreams and my growing belly is a testament to the fact that I don't fit into that category anymore. ;) Anyway, I dreamed the other day that INXS picked J.D. for their new lead singer on Rock Star: INXS and they did. Then last night I had a disturbing dream that hopefully won't come true. I dreamed that Margie got married. (That's not the disturbing part) In my dream she was only 30, yes I know you're 31 now, it was a dream. Anyway, I don't think I ever got to see who she married, but she was very happy to finally have met her match. Two weeks later she died. It was really sudden and really, really sad. She was put in this mausoleum/crypt thing with lots of white marble and candles. Everyone was very distraught. I found Josh crying on the side of the road and had to take him to grief counseling. On the way we passed all these people who looked at us weird 'cuz Josh was still crying. After I got him settled I was in the waiting area and someone from school/church (?) asked me where my friend Margie was. I told her that she died. She had a very stricken look on her face and when I told her it was only two weeks after she got married, she was very upset too. She said something like; "well, at least she was able to reach her goal in life (getting married) before she went....it's a good thing her and (insert name here) rushed the wedding date after all." I guess there was controversy about getting married so quick, but it turned out good 'cuz they at least got to spend two weeks together as a married couple. Anyway about then I realized that Margie had left me in charge of making sure she was properly entombed. I thought that maybe she wouldn't like the mausoleum and plain coffin and set about making the arrangements to change it all. In my dream the place was supposed to be all modern-art'y and I don't like that so I was going to change it...then Margie's spirit visited me in a dream (yes a dream within a dream) to let me know that she was okay and everyone should stop being sad and that she actually really liked the set up for her mausoleum and I shouldn't change it. That's the end. Crazy huh? So I hope that dream doesn't come true, cuz it was depressing.
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As long as I got my wake and my giant shoe box, I'm happy. And, if I had to go, at least I got two solid weeks of sex first! That's planning!
I wish you knew who they guy was. And whether he was hot or not. Cause marrying a HOT guy is my life's ambition.
When I was about 12 years old, I had a dream that Margie died. I was away from home at the time and I called all teary and sobbing. Margie escaped the event unscathed.
I had a dream that I was going to fly home with a girl from church who is from Hurricane. We were waiting at the airport, and I told her I was going to run to the bathroom and be right back. When I came back, all the people in our section were gone! I asked someone if they already loaded the plane, and she said she thought so. I ran to the door, and it was locked shut. As I watched out the window, they were pulling the coridor away from the plane!
I was so upset. Then I woke up and really had to go to the bathroom. I guess that could be a pregnant dream, right?
They say when you're pregnant, your dreams are more vivid!
Hey! I post all the time, you should, too, durn it!
Kiera, write me another story to read!
She could read my story!
if i had had this dream i would have been really upset. like not leaving the house upset.
Don't cry for me, I'm already dead. Just a little Simpson's quote I couldn't let slide. But seriously, as long as I get a real good lay before I go, I'm happy.
NEW POST!!
POST!
You know, some would say that a trip to Chicago or a U2 concert are perfect topics for a blog post. I'm just saying.
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