I Dream Of....
The past few days have been spent in a sleepless stupor, no thanks to a restless mind as a result of working 13 hour days for 4 weeks. This time around neither the spirit nor the flesh is willing to work anymore. After about 3 weeks of tossing and turning in my sleep, going over measurements, paint charts and layouts, I had resigned myself to the fact that the nights of dreaming about mountain biking with 50 cent, driving a bus down a street with sharks or chopping my penis off were things of the past.
Until last night.
Without warning, I had one of the most eventful nights of my life. Forget Prospero's sentimental bullshit. THESE are the stuff that dreams are made of:
1) Marlboro 100 and I are in this Thai backpackers town that starts with a 'C', it looks like the city in Waterworld (that really appalling Kevin Costner movie). We're trying to secure a trip to either Bangkok or KL were we will catch a flight to Europe. We battle the crowds before deciding to check at an upscale resort. They have a boat to Bangkok for 19,400 baht and we take it. The guy hands us our travel itinerary, it's a single fold leaflet in comic book format. We hop the boast and suddenly everything looks like a comic strip. We're chugging down the river when suddenly a litle girl's pet monkey almost falls into the river. She lunges forward and manages to catch it by its hind legs, but it's too late. The moment the monkey's head touches the water, it's swarmed by piranhas who kill it, devouring all the flesh off its bones.
The next few a considerably shorter, only because I remember less of it.
2) I'm pregnant with what I think is Superman's baby. On the day of the paternity test, 2 supermen turn up, claiming that he's the father. To test paternity, I have to stand in this contraption that will tell me one of three things: Either I'm
a) not pregnant
b) pregnant with Superman's baby
c) pregnant with The Pope's baby
Anyway, before I have a chance to find out, the 2 Supermen are going at each other.
3) We're underwater creatures - basically human beings that can exist underwater. Someone has this idea of transferring some fish from the sea to our world (as we know it now). So we each pop a couple of mentos, which creates this vacuum effect - its sucks about 5 fishes up our nostrils and into our stomach, which acts like the storage unit. Next thing we know we're kneeling over a toilet bowl, trying to puke up the fishes - only thing is,we failed to remember that THESE fishes bite - so as they're coming up, they're clinging onto our tongues. Not pleasant.
4) Sherbert was left in the office and when we return to the office she has given birth to 2 puppies. Details are fuzzy on this one, but it involves taking a cat to the vet and arranging a feeding schedule for the puppies.
I need a break from sleeping.
Until last night.
Without warning, I had one of the most eventful nights of my life. Forget Prospero's sentimental bullshit. THESE are the stuff that dreams are made of:
1) Marlboro 100 and I are in this Thai backpackers town that starts with a 'C', it looks like the city in Waterworld (that really appalling Kevin Costner movie). We're trying to secure a trip to either Bangkok or KL were we will catch a flight to Europe. We battle the crowds before deciding to check at an upscale resort. They have a boat to Bangkok for 19,400 baht and we take it. The guy hands us our travel itinerary, it's a single fold leaflet in comic book format. We hop the boast and suddenly everything looks like a comic strip. We're chugging down the river when suddenly a litle girl's pet monkey almost falls into the river. She lunges forward and manages to catch it by its hind legs, but it's too late. The moment the monkey's head touches the water, it's swarmed by piranhas who kill it, devouring all the flesh off its bones.
The next few a considerably shorter, only because I remember less of it.
2) I'm pregnant with what I think is Superman's baby. On the day of the paternity test, 2 supermen turn up, claiming that he's the father. To test paternity, I have to stand in this contraption that will tell me one of three things: Either I'm
a) not pregnant
b) pregnant with Superman's baby
c) pregnant with The Pope's baby
Anyway, before I have a chance to find out, the 2 Supermen are going at each other.
3) We're underwater creatures - basically human beings that can exist underwater. Someone has this idea of transferring some fish from the sea to our world (as we know it now). So we each pop a couple of mentos, which creates this vacuum effect - its sucks about 5 fishes up our nostrils and into our stomach, which acts like the storage unit. Next thing we know we're kneeling over a toilet bowl, trying to puke up the fishes - only thing is,we failed to remember that THESE fishes bite - so as they're coming up, they're clinging onto our tongues. Not pleasant.
4) Sherbert was left in the office and when we return to the office she has given birth to 2 puppies. Details are fuzzy on this one, but it involves taking a cat to the vet and arranging a feeding schedule for the puppies.
I need a break from sleeping.
posted by Weifer Reefer | 10:21 PM
1 Comments:
i had a dream that we were in a beach hut that had sliding doors looking out to the ocean... a little tanjung rhu esque.. talking etc. and wanted to go sit on the beach... but then these 3 beautiful tigers appeared and started playing with each other on the beach right outside our hut, to which i turned around and said quite nonchalantly to you.
' we can't go. the tigers are out...'
twas better than the real thing. tigers on a beach...
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