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Dreamjounal: Extra Crass Edition
Wesley Dodds
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Not one of the more... polite dreams I've ever had. Consider yourself warned.



I had a dream last night that I was out eating dinner with Poobie, Sarah Adair, and several other people. We were talking about something or other, when I said, "Hang on a minute," then half-stood up and let go with a HUGE fart. I said "excuse me" and sat back down, and Sarah gave one of those "Well, I never!" gasps and hit me on the arm. Then she caught a whiff of it, covered her nose, hit me two more times, and got up and ran away.

I woke up from this one giggling like a schoolgirl. Hell, I'm sitting here now laughing my ass off. Does that make me immature?

And by the way, the only reason I do this is because I don't usually remember my dreams beyond a general impression of "good, "bad", or "weird". I remember them vividly when I first wake up, but usually all the details have faded by the time I get to work. I only write them down in my journal when something about the dream makes it stick in my head. I don't know what it is that makes some of them stick and others fade away, but I figure maybe by writing them down and examining them, I'll get some ideas. So you don't have to read them if you don't feel like it. And I've got a suspicion that after this one I'll have some takers on that.
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Well, my dream this morning was a little more disturbed. I actually woke up feeling VERY relieved that it wasn't true. Lots of terrified murder. I'll post it later today.

that has to be one of the more hysterical dreams I've heard.

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