Saturday, November 19, 2005

So I woke up to lots of yelling and slamming doors this morning.... On the heels of a very weird dream I'd have liked to have known how it ended.... And then I realized how garbled my entry last night may have sounded... And I wasn't drunk... So yeah... I think I'll just add some more stuff and redo it... Sans pictures, sadly... If you want to see em just scroll down, those are some of my fave pictures I've seen of him...
Anyway, so when I woke up (around noon ish) it was because there were a bunch of doors slamming down the hall... Turns out Jon the Jew saw Annie naked and she was mortified and then Jon tried to even things up by getting naked in the hall but that didn't work... I was shocked Jon got embarrassed by being naked in public.... He's the one that stripped for money a few weeks ago and he's a theater major.... Anyway it was memorable and I woke up chuckling instead of as irate as I may have been otherwise....
But the dream I was having before I heard all that was really odd.... I can honestly say I don't remember having a dream like it before... So I was sitting with my mom and sisters waiting for a table at some restaurant.... Totally normal so far right? Anyway so I see this cowboy sitting at a table by the bar and we're giving each other the eye.... Still fairly normal.... When La leans over and tells me "that's Vince.... blah blah (I didn't hear his last name)... He graduated with me..." For those that don't know La graduated from Memorial High School in 2000, which would make him 3 years younger than me.... Not a big deal to me, but later it would turn out to be a very big deal to La.... Hence the weirdness of the dream... So later (we're still waiting for a table-either a very good restaurant or very bad service...) I'm like I have to go to the bathroom... La's like its right over there I'll show you... I was like ok and I followed her up some stairs (for some reason I remember they were carpeted and had stripes)... We kept walking up like 3 or 4 flights of stairs... We passes a bathroom, a locked room full of portraits in gold gilded frames and a painted of an African man in full tribal dress.... We pass that last painting and I start getting suspious and ask her if she's sure she knows where she's going... She's like yeah a lil further.... I'm like nah, I think I'll just use that one we passed earlier... She grabs me by the arms and says something like no, we have to keep going... That kinda freaks me out so I backed away slowly and start going down the stairs... She comes after me and pushes a lil button on the railing.... That makes the stairs go from being stairs to being a flat downward surface there's no way to walk on... Like in a fun house or something.... So I start sliding down the stairs..... And then I woke up.... Yeah strange..... I don't think it was anything subconsciously against her or anything cuz I'm not mad at her for anything.... Its just a very odd dream I had....
As for my entry last night before I went to bed... The gist of all that rambling was that he's a pretty man I'd soo do if given the chance but realistically I know I haven't got a shot.... He's just pretty to look at is all.... No harm in that.... There are a zillion guys like that... The unattainables like Paul Walker, George Clooney (in more ways than one), Pat Green (again in more ways than one), Anderson Cooper, The Malloy brothers, Jack Johnson.... I just enjoy staring at them and enjoying what they do without expectation that someday somehow I'll get my shot at em... Its not gonna happen and I know that... So yeah that was my point that I don't think I made very well last night.... I also forgot to mention I saw Walk the Line and I LOVED it.... It was funny, it was sad, it showed to an extent (you can never really know what happened unless you're there and thats not gonna happen) how Johnny Cash lived and loved.... It was awesome... Go see it.... I'm gonna go shower and stuff.... I need to start studying for that test on Monday too... Laters....

posted by Ali @ 2:58 PM

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