Friday, September 27, 2013

Scooby-Dooby-Dooooo

I had weird dreams. One was about Australia writing a book and just getting to know him and this side to him where he's weirdly famous. He had written about how to cook eggs, but it was a poetic science book. And he showed me a line and I busted up laughing at how pretentious and bad it was and then I woke up for my alarm and I kept laughing even after I woke up, even after forgetting what the line was, even now I'm laughing a ton and I've slept since then.

The second dream was about Pretty-teacher getting a brain parasite. We were still us in our situation, Australia and I teaching in South Korea with four Korean teachers at our school and there were two more native teachers that I didn't see, but South Korea now floated miles above a spinning vortex of doom. The North was still on solid ground, but South Korea had done goofed with some science and now we were walking on floating islands that didn't even have guard rails. Everyone laughed at me because I was scared out of my mind. Anyway, that dream had a fun plot. Pretty-teacher got a brain parasite, but it was actually aliens. And it came up before we knew P.T. had the parasite that this was a known thing in Korea. Australia had looked it up. Then P.T. started acting weird and we all investigated together before realizing it was the parasite. Then we went to a bar and it was run by the aliens and all they served was the hardest, nastiest liquor. Of course I don't drink, but I had to order something or I'd be kicked out by extra-terrestrial scum, and I didn't know what to order but I heard the bar tender say Corona so I ordered one, knowing it was a beer. Then she got all mad and said "I said 'all we don't got is Corona'. Literally you could've picked anything else.'"

Anyway, we continued investigating and Australia did some weird stuff where he went in P.T.'s head and helped her fight off the parasite and he also read her mind. So when she woke up, she was extremely grateful to him and he knew how to seduce her. Everyone else was cheering for him too. I was a zero in my dream!!

During our investigation though, we had checked out the post office and I had commented on how small the guy behind the counter was who was all covered up so we couldn't see his head (not weird at all) and after we saved P.T., we saw this guy running around. And somehow while in P.T.'s head, Australia had learned info on the aliens like how tall they were. He asked me if I thought that postman was 166 cm and I was like "I don't know metric!" but it turned out the post office guy was an alien! TWIST! So I ran to him, hit him with a book but it didn't affect him so I turned the book and hit him with the spine because the aliens had two eye stalks that were very strong and could endure a book without taking damage but between the stalks was like the crotch and very sensitive so when I hit it there, he went down.

While we waited for him to wake up, we were all talking and they made fun of me for being scared of heights but we were miles above a vortex of death with no guard rails!! And Australia was talking about leaving after this month and just spending all of his savings and moving on to wherever next, maybe going to the North for a visit or just living off the river and everyone loved him for that even though I slayed the alien.

I felt pretty emasculated by my dream =\

These are all the things I normally tell my wife when I can talk to her. I hope things aren't horrible for her. 

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