I am such a gamer.
I'll spare you the extreme details, but let me share a few nuggets:
- I was facing a fearsome opponent.
- I "saved" (my dream-game), died, and was then returned to the point in time where I had saved. Twice. The second death was accidental suicide. (I had fired the wrong gun and splattered myself with an instant death solution.)
- I used the resources of one of a chain of video gaming stores that was having a going-out-of-business sale. They actually called me to come over and buy stuff.
- Items that caused "sleep" would have been the most effective against this boss-character-opponent, but the best I could find at the store were items that caused "honesty." The store had been pretty picked over already.
- I tried to use honesty-inducing air fresheners (the kind one would hang on a rear-view car mirror -- I told you the store was picked over) to bring out my opponent's feelings of remorse, thereby avoiding conflict. This was only partially effective.
Why hadn't I figured out this was a dream? I guess I was having too much bizarro-fun. "Fun" is not the right word, but it did have a strange entertainment quality. To be honest, it was more fun writing abou tit.
Speaking of tit, I had an orgasm this evening. I am happy about that.
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Most bizarre dream that I can remember to date
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