last night i had some whacked dreams that don't really make much sense...

i was staying with my family (although i only remember my mom and dad being there) in a hotel/motel. it wasn't nice enough to really be considered a hotel and had outdoor entrances to the rooms, etc. well i remember we were packing up to leave and i ran outside first to meet my family. it seems like it took forever to get there. i had to run into this weird lobby and i remember getting into this fight with this old man that looked at me funny. i ran in front of him when he was in line to get coffee and he said something under his breath. i looked at him all pissed off and asked him if we had a problem? i think i kicked his ass and probably poored his coffee on him. i fled the scene. it turns out that we moved to a different room and when i got there i was last to arrive.

so i went swimming. there was a huge pool outside. i was swimming laps and kept kicking this kid underwater. i kicked him pretty hard and had to rescue him. in the process i saw nicole kidman and some girl hiding in the vent of the pool, that was huge enough for people to hide out...kidman kidnapped this kid and i saved her. i brought the girl up to the patio area and everyone got all freaked out and rene zellweger came and got her...?...i was a hero i guess.

dream 2: i was driving my explorer around with a friend and we were trying to escape a really bad situation, but couldn't seem to go fast enough...and we ended up at a million red lights and in shopping malls. it sucked...a true nightmare.

dream 3: in real life i applied to this new bar opening up in old town and their website makes the place seem hoity toity. in the dream i ended up "transported" to the magical fairy land greatness of their bar/restaurant. there was this voice over that was describing the area around the bar. there was a pond, horses, stables, and the typical rich person's white fence that goes around the stable area, there was their huge house, and the bar. and it was kinda like i took a shuttle to their plantation because i was there with a bunch of kids and we were all kind of in awe, but sorta laughing at the situation. so, i may end up working for a rich asshole from the look of the weird dream.

conclusion: last night's dreams actually had a weird sort of substance. i like it a little bit better when i can describe the dream in 1 sentence. i bored myself typing this, but i can't delete it. i like to rant.
and i can. because it's my blog dammit. and it's all about me! and my greatness! and with that said, i am going to take a shower. i smell like a bar.