Last night I had one of those extremely long and involved dreams that seem to last for hours. This one was about a house party located in a combination house/restaurant. For some reason, I was getting a ride to the party from Paris Hilton, who was being extremely annoying, so I told her to stop being such a self-involved little twit. Then Paris burst into tears and spent the rest of the evening trying to get back in everyone's good graces by giving them tiny bottles of alcohol. And everyone at the party kept coming up to me and saying in hushed tones, "You made Paris cry!" and then grinning at me.
I woke up feeling powerful and refreshed.
Feel free to engage in gratuitous dream interpretation in the comments.
Interpretation inshmerpretation. You subconsciously wanted to make PH cry, so you dreamed it. Cool!
Posted by: Jonathan at May 15, 2007 09:56 AMThe alcohol in the dream is the dream itself.
Posted by: Ron Hardin at May 15, 2007 11:54 AMBah, that's nothing. In my last dream (or should I say "nightmare"?) involving Paris Hilton, I made the wench bleed.
Posted by: Emily at May 15, 2007 06:46 PMYou'd think that the dreams I'd have after playing God of War II just before bedtime would be a bit bloodier, but alas, I had to settle for ruining her eye makeup.
I'll try harder next time.
Posted by: BAW at May 15, 2007 11:08 PMI often dream that my wife is strange.
Posted by: Husband of BAW at May 16, 2007 11:16 AM"I often dream that my wife is strange."
Trust me, that's not just a dream, it's a Jungian archetype.
Posted by: PersonFromPorlock at May 16, 2007 12:36 PMwell. hm. i haven't dreamt about paris yet. but now that she's cried, bled and above all had bad make up and... wait! oh yes, she's going to jail too!
well isn't the world just that bit more pleasant.
i like your blog.
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well. hm. i haven't dreamt about paris yet. but now that she's cried, bled and above all had bad make up and... wait! oh yes, she's going to jail too!
well isn't the world just that bit more pleasant.
i like your blog.
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