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Jul. 23rd, 2004 02:34 amSo I had the weirdest dream. I'm losing bits and pieces of it already, but the gist of it was that Amy and I went to my uncle's gaming shop (he doesn't have one, so people are clear) and was turning it into some sort of weird new-ageish food store. With my aunt (err...rather his second wife...not even the mother of my cousins) Patterson, whome he divorced a while ago. Amy and I were both looking to buy pills that he had up at the front counter, but they weren't for sale.
Then, somehow, I was in their house. It was Patterson, my uncle, and some kid and they were painting the place purple. I recall being on a ladder and seeing the shoddy work that my uncle was fixing.
Again, from there it switched to my old house in Lakeville. About halfway down the hill. My uncle and Allen were there (Allen was a guy around my age that I knew when I was very young and usually thought of as a brother). I got a cigarette (that, if nothing else, is enough to persuade me not to smoke) and we all went down to the garage because Allan wanted to go watch a movie that was at the drive-in theatre that was apparently at the lake. This was all silly because it was partial blizzard conditions.
On the road, Allan tried to bite my hand, but I stopped him because, I said, I didn't want to wake up (that should have woken me up right there). He then said something to the effect of the fact that he liked me, took my hand like he meant to hold it, and then bit, which woke me up.
Weirdest dream I've had in a while. To feature not only my uncle, but Patterson and Allan, people I haven't even thought of in a while. Weird.
Then, somehow, I was in their house. It was Patterson, my uncle, and some kid and they were painting the place purple. I recall being on a ladder and seeing the shoddy work that my uncle was fixing.
Again, from there it switched to my old house in Lakeville. About halfway down the hill. My uncle and Allen were there (Allen was a guy around my age that I knew when I was very young and usually thought of as a brother). I got a cigarette (that, if nothing else, is enough to persuade me not to smoke) and we all went down to the garage because Allan wanted to go watch a movie that was at the drive-in theatre that was apparently at the lake. This was all silly because it was partial blizzard conditions.
On the road, Allan tried to bite my hand, but I stopped him because, I said, I didn't want to wake up (that should have woken me up right there). He then said something to the effect of the fact that he liked me, took my hand like he meant to hold it, and then bit, which woke me up.
Weirdest dream I've had in a while. To feature not only my uncle, but Patterson and Allan, people I haven't even thought of in a while. Weird.
