freud's wonderland

my mind last night would probably have been freud's wonderland. i had around 3 weird dreams that i could almost be sure were separate and yet they bled into each other. i even thought i was awake, remembering what i dreamt of earlier, only to find out that what i was recalling became the springboard for a new adventure... anyway...

first, i saw an old flame in rockwell. he was all dressed up, in a long-sleeved shirt and tie, flat-front trousers - but the shirt was untucked and he had a mailman bag (like a stupid little punk). i think he said it was because he had just come from mass or some such function and he just wanted to relax. hmm.. very unlike him. anyway, we went home to hang around and he got EVEN MORE comfortable! (the trousers may have come off. without coaxing.) needless to say, we had quite a good time afterwards. oohh la la... (i actually want to bash my head in, in any case, for enjoying that dream immensely... well, i could always blame a friend for starting a risque conversation last night, which i enjoyed immensely as well. but i'm not guilty about that, hehehe.)

after that we were walking around somewhere and the poochers were in the same place, milling around. and for some reason we launched into one of those old childhood games, taguan, i think (which i hate). and i didn't want to play. i said it a lot like i said so before when the org played hide and seek in one of our sem enders.

i dunno what happened next. i remember there's another dream, and it might have been with my holy girls... hmm. ah, some things should happen in real life.