Saturday, December 20, 2008
Last night I had a dream. I dreamt that I was looking through my kitchen window, and I saw this huge bulldog, the size of an elephant running around the building. Then, I saw what I thought was a big asteroid falling a mile or so from my building, but it turned out to be a bomb, and the last thing I saw was the huge "mushroom cloud".
After that, I ran to the living room, where there were 3 clocks showing exactly 7 o'clock. Now, I would've appreciated the dark casino humour of 7-7-7 or at least the "7 is a mystical number" cliché, had I not been so freaked out that it was the end of the world.
Then I sort of black out, and I wake up on this beach with these hot girls. And I think "Hey, if I died and this is the afterlife, it ain't so bad...", but then these Asian guys show up, staring at us. On second thought, I'd rather not.
So then I wake up on a train, going I don't know where, and then I wake up for real.
No more reruns of Jericho before I go to bed.