Greetings all. I know it's only been a few days since my last post, but something really blogworthy came up--namely, I had a REALLY WEIRD dream and figured I'd better put it to all of you in ReaderLand to figure out if it has any deep meaning. Ready, setty, go...
It's New Years Eve. I'm staying in some kind of ginormous fancy vacation bungalow, along with about 30 other people, from my side of the family as well as from Alyssa's. I haven't bathed for quite some time and feel that, it being a festive occasion, I should do so. Unfortunately, the bungalow only has two bathrooms to suit its 30+ occupants. One is being used, so I head for the other and fill the bathtub. Just as I'm about to undress, people start filtering into the bathroom. No, not to go to the bathroom or bathe or anything, they're just "hanging out." In the bathroom. Yeah. Weird. One of the intruders is my mother, who plops herself down on a stool and starts to read. "Mom!" I grumble. "If you please, I'm trying to take a bath here!" She says something fairly my-Mommish, like "Well, you should have taken one this morning!" I storm out of the bathroom and run into Alyssa's mom, who asks me what's the matter. "Why don't you ask my STUPID MOM?!" I yell. A cute girl dressed as an advertising mascot scampers up to me and starts pulling on my pant leg. Having reached my boiling point, I grab two nearby shelves and slam them together, sandwiching the little girl between them. (Hey, it's JUST A DREAM!) I happen to glance in a nearby mirror and am shocked to see that, in my fury, my bangs have dropped down over my eyes, just like Peter Parker in Spiderman 3 whenever he's being a jerk! "I'm turning into a MONSTER," I lament. In a desperate attempt to escape this madness, I run outside, where a bunch of Mexicans are playing soccer. I watch them having fun for a minute and then say to myself "Man! I wish I were Mexican." I finally head to the roof of the bungalow, where I meet, of all people, Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice. Actually, there are two Mr. Darcies, one of them dashing and roguish and the other kind of creepy, like Judas from The Lamb of God. And that's when I wake up.
Make of that what you will!
Friday, August 21, 2009
Of Bathroom Parties, Cute Girls Getting Squished, and Two Mr. Darcies
Posted by Ben, Alyssa, and Ting-Ting Green at 8:18 PM
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Oh heavens...and might I start by saying that I love hearing about people's dreams, they just make me laugh and realize that I'm not the ONLY person out there who must secretly have craziness running through their head all the time.
Let's see...my interpretation...
Obviously it seems you lack control of your life...except the one thing that you can do something about (the bathing thing in the dream) is being extremely difficult and almost seeming impossible for whatever dumb reasons come along.
The little girl that you squished is obviously Alyssa...I mean, she's little and cute...OBVIOUSLY HER. She doesn't do anything really wrong but you're just upset and letting it out on her.
As for running outside into the two Darcy's. Perhaps they are the Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde...I figure that's you (mostly cause I can't figure out who else it would be and your hair somewhat resembles the Mr Darcy on the new Pride and Prejudice that I LOVE. Anyhow...you are kind of feeling like you are torn and can be separate people oft times because of all of this situations and things that are out of your control.
How's THAT for an interpretation!
WOW. I don't know what it means, but it sure is entertaining to hear about.
Wow, Beefster, impressive interpretation, especially the part about the two Mr. Darcies representing my Jekyll & Hyde transformation. It all makes so much sense now... except for the soccer bit. Maybe I just need to be more fun and carefree? Or, maybe deep down inside, I do wish I were Mexican.
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