with my actual life duller than a doornail, my dream life has picked up the slack. i present to you the bizarre dreams plaguing me the last week.

Dream 1 – the superman tattoo
i was sitting around a campfire with a group of five or six women. all of them with superman tattoos on their chests. mine was the smallest of the bunch.

Dream 2 – sex at the pizza joint
in this dream was trying to get a job working at like pizza hut or something. i wanted this dream for two reasons, one, darling jason worked there and two if i got the job we were totally gonna have sex on the counter. i don’t know if i got the job, i doubt it. because in the dream, he was making lewd hand gestures behind the head of interviewer and i was being quite unprofessional in trying to not laugh and ignore him.

Dream 3 – sex in a cabin with the TTHM
in this dream the TTHM wanted to have sex with, i did not want to have sex with him. he was most perplexed by my rejection and i told him i’d think about it after i made a phone call. i don’t know who i needed to call. but the cabin, it was located on the grounds of the minnesota state fair.

Dream 4 – the singing garage
this was by far the most haunting dream of them all. in this dream me and a bunch of people (probably about 15) walked into a garage, upon their entering the garage started singing some sort of happy hymn about the love of god and how they were all gonna go to heaven and their lives would be grand basking in the love of god, or something like that. we were all ecstatic about the blessing of us by the garage. i then had the brilliant idea that maybe the garage was only blessing some of us so we should walk in individually to see if the garage sang to each of us. as each person walked into the garage, it sang the happy hymn. then i walked in and it didn’t sing.

Dream E – come and knock on my door
in this dream, i had to move into an apartment with a ton of roommates. a majority of the roommates were long haired harley-guys. i had to share a lavendar painted room with janet from “Three’s Company.” the most disturbing part was that i had to be the chrissy character. i was not happy about having to be the dumb one.

go freud!