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Feb. 23rd, 2008 06:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geebsHeh, found an old dream journal of mine with several entries from 1999 to 2000. Heh, even though I actually use real names instead of aliases in the entries, some of the people took me a while to figure out. Like this one entry mentioned "fellow Ch E T" And I'm trying to figure out "T?" And I just remembered, "Ah, that cute petite blonde who was a Zeta!" Some of the entries are amusing, I'll prolly eventually transcribe them here for posterity. Heh, this was the shortest entry of the bunch:
"Had a dream where I kept waking up and the roomie and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
phatjoe kept giving me Screwdrivers and White Russians. And even though I felt like I had a hangover, I still drank them."
Of course, I assume that was a dream and not some party where I got incredibly plastered.
Ah, here's another one I remember fondly:
8/23/99- Dreamt I was in the apartment of a dark, brooding, semi-goth artsy cutie. Was on her computer surfing the web while she slept. Strangely, her hands were covered with paint. I was looking at a webpage I had apparently written, full of info for my final project. At the very end of the page however was a picture of fellow Ch Es A & P seductively lying on a table buck naked reading Ch E text books. I checked my folder and saw I had a similar picture of them naked, but not the exact one on the webpage. I couldn't remember how I got the pictures, but I remember getting someone to scan the one picture that was on the page for me in the Ch E computer lab before I graduated. H, perhaps? I was trying to remember because I wanted to get the picture back.
I turned the computer off and put the picture I had away because the artsy girl woke up. She had apparently dozed off while trying to rub paint on me with her hands, and now that she was awake she was trying to do it again, but I pulled away and pinned her arms because I didn't want my clothes messed up. After flirting with her, we went off in her car up 30th ave back in NY to get some art supplies. I was eating some chicken mcnuggets when a lego truck I made for her broke. I tried to reassemble it for her, but a piece was missing. She was sad and thought I wasn't serious about fixing it because I was still eating my nuggets while fixing it. I promised her I would go to my cousin's house and see if a replacement piece could be found among my cousin's boxes and boxes of legos. I kissed her on the cheek and stuffed another nugget in my mouth, then my mind drifted off to the picture of A & P...
Weird, eh? I mean, lego truck? what the frick!
"Had a dream where I kept waking up and the roomie and
phatjoe kept giving me Screwdrivers and White Russians. And even though I felt like I had a hangover, I still drank them."Of course, I assume that was a dream and not some party where I got incredibly plastered.
Ah, here's another one I remember fondly:
8/23/99- Dreamt I was in the apartment of a dark, brooding, semi-goth artsy cutie. Was on her computer surfing the web while she slept. Strangely, her hands were covered with paint. I was looking at a webpage I had apparently written, full of info for my final project. At the very end of the page however was a picture of fellow Ch Es A & P seductively lying on a table buck naked reading Ch E text books. I checked my folder and saw I had a similar picture of them naked, but not the exact one on the webpage. I couldn't remember how I got the pictures, but I remember getting someone to scan the one picture that was on the page for me in the Ch E computer lab before I graduated. H, perhaps? I was trying to remember because I wanted to get the picture back.
I turned the computer off and put the picture I had away because the artsy girl woke up. She had apparently dozed off while trying to rub paint on me with her hands, and now that she was awake she was trying to do it again, but I pulled away and pinned her arms because I didn't want my clothes messed up. After flirting with her, we went off in her car up 30th ave back in NY to get some art supplies. I was eating some chicken mcnuggets when a lego truck I made for her broke. I tried to reassemble it for her, but a piece was missing. She was sad and thought I wasn't serious about fixing it because I was still eating my nuggets while fixing it. I promised her I would go to my cousin's house and see if a replacement piece could be found among my cousin's boxes and boxes of legos. I kissed her on the cheek and stuffed another nugget in my mouth, then my mind drifted off to the picture of A & P...
Weird, eh? I mean, lego truck? what the frick!
