Crazy-assed, most fucked-up dream of all time 2003-06-02 - 3:16 a.m.
Crazy, crazy, fucked up dream alert (hehe, go back and read my last entry, which probably made more sense):
Obviously, until about 10 minutes ago I was enjoying some very nice slumber. I was dreaming that I was visiting Bumblefuck, mainly because I wanted to go to this mall I had never been to and see the Sears there (sad, I know). After that, I realized I had a lot of time to kill until the next Craptown bus. So I decided to head up to campus.
I was walking around enjoying the weather, and realizing how much I loved and missed the place. As I was strolling about, I looked up and saw this plane, some kind of fighter jet, looping around erratically, in all kinds of figure eight patterns. Then, of course, this one little plane starts dropping bombs. I don't know. But of course, All Hell breaks lose, people are running around screaming, and everything is on fire.
I run down the hill, off campus, and look up to a big Jumbotron kind of thing (weird) that was scrolling news headlines, to see that Argentina has declared war (really weird), and that Bumblefuck University had been destroyed.
Then, somehow, I was watching this battle take place. It seemed like the Argentinian soldiers were wearing very old fashioned uniforms, as were the French soldiers who came to our aid. The French general was in fact Gerard Depardieu. Anyway, both sides had the weaponry, muskets and bayonets, to go with it. It was totally like something out of that stupid movie "The Patriot" (Heath Ledger's character dies, okay? That equals stupid!).
Eeeeep! dfirefly, it looks like I have another one for you to analyze!
I am so very much going back to bed now. Ugh, first I will take out the garbage. Ugh ugh ugh. Goodnight (good morning).