Dream Log

It’s official. Dream Debbi tells Dream Friends about what  happened in her other dreams. Just like my dream with Eric in the grocery store, last night I went to a dinner with Deato and Chelsea and told them all about a different dream I had had.

The first dream was bad. I was being a whiney bitch and couldn’t handle anything, but at the same time all my friends were being needlessly cruel and impatient with me. We were all in a cabin, but I was not included in any decisions or even alerted when dinner was ready. It bothered me and turned me into this primal crazy woman. I was hysterical and told everyone they treated me like shit. They ignored my accusation and left me to freak out alone. The dream continued in this way, with them leaving to go out and I hadn’t even gotten dressed yet.

So in the second dream, I went to dinner with my friends and told them all about it. They were shocked at their dream behavior! We ordered cheese bread and debated on getting a salad. Then, I scooted off to the bathroom. First, I ripped off one of those blackhead strips that was apparently still on my nose. It was really gross. Then I sat on the toilet. I thought I had locked the door… then two men busted in. One was immediately embarrassed and ran off, but the other kept opening and shutting the door while he laughed. I screamed at him to go away, but he wouldn’t. Then two butch lesbians walked in the door to help. They also outstayed their welcome. I sat there and said, “All I want to do is wipe my pussy.” (I hate that word, btw)

12:00 pm, by instantbeddi