recently on ILX Dreams...

Last night: I had to give Barima a ride from the Knoxville airport to my house, where he was crashing. He was wearing a kind of blue/red, argyle sweater vest and carrying a solitary, brown train case. My IRL friend Ben demanded to be in charge of Rima's travel money, shoving the cash greedily into his pockets. Rima said something like "Um, are you even sure of the amounts?" and Ben was like, "YES, TWENTY SEVEN IN THE FRONT POCKET AND FIFTY SEVEN IN THE BACK. I'VE GOT IT."
-- roxymuzak (emilysu...), April 15th, 2005.

is fucking astounding. Taken me this long to see it too. My youngest brother has a case pretty much matching that description and I nearly bought a pink/purple argyle sweater vest on Sunday, though I want one full stop. And I want to crash at your place someday.

I dreamed recently that I finally hooked up with Mutya from the Sugababes and we had this fanatstic relationship where we took the piss out of each other constantly, had great "chemistry" and I was the perfect father to her mondo adorable baby daughter, but The Lex ultimately renounced his friendship with me because he kept objecting over Mutya having a post-birth sex life or something (just like in real life).

I usually stay away from "dream threads", but I just wanted to put this down somewhere to jinx my dream from coming true. Long live Oprah. You owe me your life.

I have no friends in deserts in the middle of the states, and have never met Allyzay and Tombot.

The next night I had another ILX dream, but I can't remember it at all.

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At some point the Nick Lowe song "So It Goes" was played in the restaurant (which was empty but for us) and AB was favorably impressed that both Carly and I sang along -- so he sent a bottle of champagne to our table, and it tasted like strawberries. That's all I remember.

Somewhat likely.

Fine. It's Ken. Y'happy?

I was waiting for someone to open that can of worms...

-- ailsa (ailsa_watson7...), October 13th, 2005.

Let's reseal that particular can as quickly as possible, shall we?

My mystery dreamsex man has been named in the above list, though. He was good in dreambed, as well. :-)

even stranger was the fact that when i woke up and realised it was a dream, i was kinda disappointed.

wtf?

Then a bunch of my middle school friends came over to help formulate an escape plan. We went out into a garage and built a giant hardwood canoe-on-wheels, which we used to batter through the rear wall of the apartment and roll away down the back slope. When we hit the one obstacle along the way -- a big curb -- I activated the special wheelie-popping device we'd installed in the canoe, and we made it over successfully. But then I looked behind me, and noticed that Nick and Brian and I were the only ones who hadn't been jounced out of the canoe by the impact. So after a long argument about it, I convinced Nick and Brian to ignore Bill Cosby (who was up on the next hillside with a bunch of police vans, waving us to safety) and we went back toward the building to search for Luna and the others.