one day i slowly floated away

This week's theme is odd dreams.
Yesterday morning I had this dream in which I was living in this building with a bunch of people- we each had our own floor. One floor was very busy with a party & lots of people- JW had a cameo, in which I needled him mercilessly about something. I went back up to my floor and- oh, I can't tell this story here. Let's say it involved a friend's straight brother and that between us we were wearing one t-shirt and one pair of boxer shorts and that just when things were about to get interesting, I woke up. Oh, and the apartment was super cool.
This morning's dream was even stranger. I was at work, in the break room (although it was not the same break room that's there now) getting ready to leave. There was an overnight shift coming in, none of whom I recognized except for Carl & James... I was putting on my sweater & my shoes & socks (??) only to realize that there was a stack of socks on the break room table (eww) and I didn't know which were mine. Then I was putting on James' sweater instead of my own. Basically I was a giant mess. Apparently I was on the way to the airport to pick up Dave. So I *finally* get my shit together and get out of the building. Then there was a whole street-crossing thing that I don't remember very well at all, except that I had my ipod on and was singing aloud, which I never do. Then I think I took a shortcut through a hospital, but came out on the other side without any shoes. I was running through the snow & mud in bare feet- at least I was until the right side of my torso parted ways with the rest of me and I was floating into the sky. Pieces started to detach, much like Humpty Dumpty, only instead of falling down, I was floating up. This did not concern me, as I was still dialing numbers on my cellphone, which had split into two parts as well, and floating/flying towards wherever I was going to find my brother. Eventually I was floating over this trio of uniformed cops, who called out to me. Apparently I did this all the time & they knew how to get me down. They also mentioned having to call Robin Williams, who was possibly my therapist. And then I woke up. Anybody want to explain this one?

In other news, I dropped out of today's J&R expedition because it's supposed to rain. AKA I want to stay in bed all day and watch Alfred Hitchcock Presents. Tomorrow night's plan is also going to be pushed back a week. And I'm okay with that. Did go out last night after work with N~ to have tofu puffs and drinks. I had a coke, though. This reminds me: Alcohol makes you a winner. We've been doing game nights at the flat as we have recently added several games to our collection. I have lost on every previous game night at every game we've played. However, on Monday night we played Scrabble and I won. This is actually the first time I've ever won a game of Scrabble. Naturally, I attributed this to the fact that I had been drinking a bottle of Mike's Hard Lemonade. So on Tuesday when we played Trivial Pursuit- the Book Lovers Edition, which is very difficult, I had another bottle. And won the game. Bring on Spongebob Squarepants Life, bitches!! I got yer Clue right here! Poker? Sure, I've never played it... except for that movie I made with Dave... but as long as I've got the Hard Lemonade, I WILL KICK YOUR ASSES. Punks.

-rick.

listening to: Joni Mitchell/Songs of a Prairie Girl
bookbag: Hanging Out with the Dream King: Conversations with Neil Gaiman
dvd player: Alfred Hitchcock Presents: Season One
title quote: "One Day I Slowly Floated Away" by Eisley from ROOM NOISES
celebrity sightings: 0 -where are you all? Fuck, I haven't even seen Ric Ocasek or Sam Shepard & they're ALWAYS around.
what i wish i would have said: To the guy who brought back a Scissor Sisters cd because it made an awful noise everytime he put it into the cd player: "There's nothing wrong with the disc. The album is just that bad."