I've been having some weird dreams the past two weeks. The ones that take the cake:
3.) After watching The Wire, I had a dream that McNulty stole a Blow Pop (from Charm!) outof my purse and proceeded to eat it in front of me. Jerk.
2.) Took place in Jersey City. The whole dream was weird, but the strangest was when a (real life) friend's boyfriend randomly showed up and took me to some box cars that were near train tracks (the location was real). He opened the door and revealed a bunch of black people he had killed and put in the box car. Then, smiling, he explained that he had received orders to do it, but he wouldn't do that to us. When I lookaround I realize that there are 3 dudes who look like they stepped out of the movie Cadillac records standing next to me. They give a "WEll, that's strange" look to each other and start walkign off.
3.) Threesome. with. Bill. Murray. I don't even have sex dreams that much. Fucking weird.
One thing that these dreams make clear is that I absorb way too much when I watch movies.
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