I had a moustache that was pretty much an inversion of a toothbrush moustache. It grew sparsely on the sides of my upper lip but not on my philtrum. It looked really weird, but I was so glad to have suddenly grown it that I showed it off to everyone. I would occasionally look in the mirror to verify that I still had it and that I wasn't dreaming, but I was, and eventually I woke up moustacheless.
Also, in the dream I was watching a combination of Animaniacs and Scrubs. It was terrible and I stopped watching it halfway through.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
November 21- Josh is a drug dealer
I'm going to start archiving my dreams so I can read them in several years. It's like those people who collect 10 years' worth of bellybutton lint in case it comes in handy someday.
Anyhow, last night's dream:
Josh is a drug dealer, and he openly talks about it as if it's no big deal. He gets paid a lot for it, and is very smug about the whole thing. I go to a workshop with Hans, who I do not recognize as Hans and who looks a bit more like me than himself. Everybody in the workshop sits inside a ball pit and gets lectured at. I eventually confess that Josh is a drug dealer, even though they probably already knew, seeing as he is very proud of it.
This is Josh:
Anyhow, last night's dream:
Josh is a drug dealer, and he openly talks about it as if it's no big deal. He gets paid a lot for it, and is very smug about the whole thing. I go to a workshop with Hans, who I do not recognize as Hans and who looks a bit more like me than himself. Everybody in the workshop sits inside a ball pit and gets lectured at. I eventually confess that Josh is a drug dealer, even though they probably already knew, seeing as he is very proud of it.
This is Josh:
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