Ever have certain dreams and then you wake up pissed off at someone for doing some fool thing in your dream? Even though you KNOW you only dreamed it? I had a fun one of those the other night.
Patrick and I were walking along and he kept trying to tell me about this stupid adventure he had with whores and booze in some pesthole called the Boom Boom Room.
Dream Patrick: It was so fun, I was with these other guys and this woman and blah blah blah
Dream Me: Knock it off.
Dream Patrick: No, I have to tell you! There were disco lights and (etc...)
Dream Me: Quit it.
Dream Patrick: It was at the Boom Boom Room and there were all these tassles...
Dream Me: STOP TELLING ME YOUR HEINOUS STORY.
So yeah I woke up irritated that he kept trying to tell me about his nasty little excursion somewhere. I told him all about it, and he was compelled to look up the Boom Boom Room to see if it was a real thing. Not only is it a real thing, there are about 40 of them scattered around the U.S. I have no idea what was going on there. This led to the conversation ending with, "So far today we've learned that I didn't actually go to the Boom Boom Room at midnight with a bunch of booze and whores, and you hate nasal spray."
The nasal spray was a whole other thing. I cannot abide that crap. It tastes like aerosolized bad and makes your sinuses burn like you were just dunked in a bucket of chlorine from hell. Plus it makes your snot congeal into awful ropes. So no, just no. Evidently I went on a whole tear about how much I hate it when I woke up that morning. I blame the Boom Boom Room dream leftovers. One cannot be expected to function normally after that sort of conversation.
This morning I woke up to a really weird sensation: I had a sleeping mask on, and something covered in fur was rhythmically banging on it. I kind of lurched my face over and yanked out an earplug:
Me: What the hell is happening on my face?
Patrick: Oh yeah, Gurgles really doesn't like you. (There was sarcasm here I was too groggy to pick up on.)
Me: Is he trying to smother me?! I have this vision of Gurgles kneading softly on my mask while whispering "Die...."
Patrick: No, he just completely jumped over me to get to you. I'd say you were wrong about him hating you.
Me: Why is he on my head?
Patrick: I think he really likes your sleeping mask. He seems to be trying to make biscuits out of it.
Me: Oh. Can you pull him off? This is disturbing.
4 Comments:
You might have read about it somewhere and then it got tangled up in your dream. Weird though. I NEVER remember my dreams very well at all.
Very interesting dream, darling! And I'm not surprised at all that there are really Boom Boom Room's all over the place... I think any possible sexual innuendo term has been claimed at this point... XD And yes, nasal spray sucks ass! I hate it! Have a lovely evening, darling! <3 <3 <3 *
+Rei Bathory+
I totally get mad at Mark for things he's done in my dreams. It's rather irritating for him.
But thanks for the laughs to start my Monday!
When I was a kid I watched TGIF on ABC all the time. On Family Matters once, Carl Winslow (the dad, in case you never watched)was a cop and he found out somehow that his boss's new girlfriend was a stripper at The Boom Boom Room and spent the whole episode trying to keep him from finding out - then it turned out the guy OF COURSE already knew. So I remember The Boom Boom Room from childhood. LOL
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