Wednesday, September 11, 2002
Would you like to hear about the nicotine dream I had last night due to my ever lovin patch wearin arm?
Well here goes...
I am at work sitting at my desk with Ari next to me and Rita in her office. Things seem like a normal and average day.
Suddenly, this other guy I work with, Eli, comes running out of his office and says: "Joe, I need you to take me and a friend to the grocery store to buy some stuff for our dinner tonight." I'm like "Sure, why not?" I grab my things and Eli, his friend (some random chick) and I leave my job and get into a car that is supposedly mine, but I have never seen before. I remember it being early morning as I was getting into the car, but as Eli and I were driving, it was nighttime. It made sense at the time. I also remember that the car was busted ugly and that it was a stick shift, with the stick being up against the steering wheel. Weird.
I remember laughing and having a blast while we were in my car. It was the most fun. Driving to the grocery store. Um. yeah.
So we get to the grocery store and Eli, this random chick, and I start shopping for bags of chips, sodas etc. As I turn one of the aisles, I see an ex-girlfriend/friend of mine named Sam. She was there with some other people I know from college. I immediately ran back to the aisle I came from and told Eli what was going on. Eli says: "You have to talk to her. I will go get the rest of the groceries and meet you at the check-out counter in a little while. I start to panic a bit, but I say "sure" and start walking over to Sam and crew.
Sam is really rude to me when I talk to her and she is acting like she has become this mighty powerful beastmaster. I remember hating her in the dream. I spend about 10 torturous minutes with her and then realize that's it's getting late and I have to meet Eli by the check-out. I say something off the cuff and rather rude to Sam and head towards the cashiers. When I get up there,
I realize that Eli has left with his friend and has taken my car. I am furious! So angry! I immediately leave the store and go to a payphone where I call Kelly and ask her to come pick me up. Within minutes she is at the store, driving a white, convertible VW bug. (lol)
I jump in and she drives as fast as she can to get me back to work. The roads curve all over the place and we end up having to drive up a mountain. It is so dark and the only light that she has to drive by is that of the moon. She speeds up around the corners and I start getting extremely scared at this. I yell at her to "slow down" and to "stop driving like a maniac". She tells me to "Relax...that it will be fine" and before we know it, we fall off a cliff and go tumbling over and over down the mountain. She is screaming the entire way. I am quiet as we fall, but making sure not to leave my legs under the glove box so that they won't get crushed by the crash that we will inevitably envelop us.
When we do hit the bottom of the mountain, Kelly and I are both alive and fine, but the top of the convertible has ripped off. The car has landed right side up so Kelly continues to drive back up the mountain. We speed along and suddenly we are toppling over and over again to the bottom of the mountain. This time Kelly is laughing and I am screaming. I am starting to get very scared of her becuase I think that she is trying to kill me. When the car hits the bottom of the mountain, she speeds up trying to go back up it. I jump out and she calls after me: "Wait Joe! I can get you there. Get back in!" I scream: "No way!" and I run up the mountain by myself.
Once at the top, I realize that my office is right there. I run inside and up to the third floor where I work. It is still nighttime and everyone is preparing for whatever big event Eli needed the groceries for. I go into Eli's office and say to him: "I am so fucking angry with you. Sit down we need to talk."
The students that were in the office have left and Eli sits down across from me. I start to tell him that I can't believe he took my car and left me at the store and blah blah blah. Finally Eli opens his mouth and says: "Joe. I think I might be gay."
I say: "Eli, I know. I have known for awhile." Suddenly I am not angry about the car anymore. He stands up and I stand up in front of him and we fully make out for awhile. I remember being overwhelmingly turned on in the dream and started to fall in love with him at that moment. At the height of our make-out, the door whips open and one of my co-workers walks in and says: "Stop it. I need to talk to you two about the event tonight." We stop kissing and touching and listen to her bullshit. After she leaves, I tell Eli that he should come by my place later that night. He agrees and I walk out of his office and out of the dream.
I wake up.
------THE END------
Ok...first of all...that dream was so fucking real! I am not that attracted to Eli. In fact, I am MINIMALLY attracted to him at most, but ever since that dream, I am fully in love with him. When he walked into work this morning, he looked at me as any normal, straight boy would look at another guy and I looked at him with hearts in my eyes.
What is my fucking problem? The dream last night was much scarier than the one the night before. Man. Everyone should go on the patch. It gives you the most incredible dreams of your life.
I went to bed last night at 9:45pm and slept pretty fitfully the entire night. Quitting smoking has given me horrible constipation and I woke up at 2:30am with feelings of bowel panic. I sat there for FOREVER trying to go and finally it all flooded out. What is the fucking deal!? I hate quitting. I have like strep throat, constipation, horrible sleeping patterns, and all I want is a smoke. Ugh.
But I will press on. Keep on keeping on.
Probably going to go to the doctor tomorrow to check out this throat thing. My glands are so swollen, I feel like they are going to pop and blood will splatter against the computer screen. Pleasant.
Okay, that's it for today. Am going to go to the doctor's tomorrow, I think. My froat is so awful.
Enough complaining.
But did I mention that it hurts more than I think it ever has in the past?
Oh I did?
Great. Go fuck yourself.
Just kidding. No anger allowed on September 11th.
Bye kids.
Well here goes...
I am at work sitting at my desk with Ari next to me and Rita in her office. Things seem like a normal and average day.
Suddenly, this other guy I work with, Eli, comes running out of his office and says: "Joe, I need you to take me and a friend to the grocery store to buy some stuff for our dinner tonight." I'm like "Sure, why not?" I grab my things and Eli, his friend (some random chick) and I leave my job and get into a car that is supposedly mine, but I have never seen before. I remember it being early morning as I was getting into the car, but as Eli and I were driving, it was nighttime. It made sense at the time. I also remember that the car was busted ugly and that it was a stick shift, with the stick being up against the steering wheel. Weird.
I remember laughing and having a blast while we were in my car. It was the most fun. Driving to the grocery store. Um. yeah.
So we get to the grocery store and Eli, this random chick, and I start shopping for bags of chips, sodas etc. As I turn one of the aisles, I see an ex-girlfriend/friend of mine named Sam. She was there with some other people I know from college. I immediately ran back to the aisle I came from and told Eli what was going on. Eli says: "You have to talk to her. I will go get the rest of the groceries and meet you at the check-out counter in a little while. I start to panic a bit, but I say "sure" and start walking over to Sam and crew.
Sam is really rude to me when I talk to her and she is acting like she has become this mighty powerful beastmaster. I remember hating her in the dream. I spend about 10 torturous minutes with her and then realize that's it's getting late and I have to meet Eli by the check-out. I say something off the cuff and rather rude to Sam and head towards the cashiers. When I get up there,
I realize that Eli has left with his friend and has taken my car. I am furious! So angry! I immediately leave the store and go to a payphone where I call Kelly and ask her to come pick me up. Within minutes she is at the store, driving a white, convertible VW bug. (lol)
I jump in and she drives as fast as she can to get me back to work. The roads curve all over the place and we end up having to drive up a mountain. It is so dark and the only light that she has to drive by is that of the moon. She speeds up around the corners and I start getting extremely scared at this. I yell at her to "slow down" and to "stop driving like a maniac". She tells me to "Relax...that it will be fine" and before we know it, we fall off a cliff and go tumbling over and over down the mountain. She is screaming the entire way. I am quiet as we fall, but making sure not to leave my legs under the glove box so that they won't get crushed by the crash that we will inevitably envelop us.
When we do hit the bottom of the mountain, Kelly and I are both alive and fine, but the top of the convertible has ripped off. The car has landed right side up so Kelly continues to drive back up the mountain. We speed along and suddenly we are toppling over and over again to the bottom of the mountain. This time Kelly is laughing and I am screaming. I am starting to get very scared of her becuase I think that she is trying to kill me. When the car hits the bottom of the mountain, she speeds up trying to go back up it. I jump out and she calls after me: "Wait Joe! I can get you there. Get back in!" I scream: "No way!" and I run up the mountain by myself.
Once at the top, I realize that my office is right there. I run inside and up to the third floor where I work. It is still nighttime and everyone is preparing for whatever big event Eli needed the groceries for. I go into Eli's office and say to him: "I am so fucking angry with you. Sit down we need to talk."
The students that were in the office have left and Eli sits down across from me. I start to tell him that I can't believe he took my car and left me at the store and blah blah blah. Finally Eli opens his mouth and says: "Joe. I think I might be gay."
I say: "Eli, I know. I have known for awhile." Suddenly I am not angry about the car anymore. He stands up and I stand up in front of him and we fully make out for awhile. I remember being overwhelmingly turned on in the dream and started to fall in love with him at that moment. At the height of our make-out, the door whips open and one of my co-workers walks in and says: "Stop it. I need to talk to you two about the event tonight." We stop kissing and touching and listen to her bullshit. After she leaves, I tell Eli that he should come by my place later that night. He agrees and I walk out of his office and out of the dream.
I wake up.
------THE END------
Ok...first of all...that dream was so fucking real! I am not that attracted to Eli. In fact, I am MINIMALLY attracted to him at most, but ever since that dream, I am fully in love with him. When he walked into work this morning, he looked at me as any normal, straight boy would look at another guy and I looked at him with hearts in my eyes.
What is my fucking problem? The dream last night was much scarier than the one the night before. Man. Everyone should go on the patch. It gives you the most incredible dreams of your life.
I went to bed last night at 9:45pm and slept pretty fitfully the entire night. Quitting smoking has given me horrible constipation and I woke up at 2:30am with feelings of bowel panic. I sat there for FOREVER trying to go and finally it all flooded out. What is the fucking deal!? I hate quitting. I have like strep throat, constipation, horrible sleeping patterns, and all I want is a smoke. Ugh.
But I will press on. Keep on keeping on.
Probably going to go to the doctor tomorrow to check out this throat thing. My glands are so swollen, I feel like they are going to pop and blood will splatter against the computer screen. Pleasant.
Okay, that's it for today. Am going to go to the doctor's tomorrow, I think. My froat is so awful.
Enough complaining.
But did I mention that it hurts more than I think it ever has in the past?
Oh I did?
Great. Go fuck yourself.
Just kidding. No anger allowed on September 11th.
Bye kids.
