before i go into my entry d'jour, i have to tell you about this dream i had last night. okay, first of all it happened in an unlikely location where New Zealand and America touch. knowing that, i'll get to brass tacks.
okay so me, tommy boy and john cusack (hi sweetie) were lying in my upper bunk bed from when i was a kid. we were getting all cozy, but there was NO homoerotic activities with the boys. somewhere along the way, we lost john, and it was just me and tommyboy, and i said, "I need to take a shower." then i got up. he followed, and as i was stripping, he sat on the toilet and watched. it was so weird. so finally was bootybutt nekkid, and he said, "Don't forget to wash your back." Whaatt? so i was naked in from of tommy and i wasn't freaking out. but then he went back into the bedroom, and when i got back in there, he was all pissed at me. he said he didn't want to be with me, and kicked me out.
okay, since dreams are just like television shows, we jump cut to another scene of my friend emily doing lines on a coffee table, and her saying, "he doesn't want to be with you because he thinks you do drugs." i was like. "Oh." then i went into another room, and tommy came in and said, "i'm sorry," then he said, "i like your shirt." Whaaat?
jump cut again. so tommy and WILL SMITH (no wonder i don't dream very much, they cost too damn much!)were hanging out and all of the sudden, james gandolfini was walking up the stairs in front of me. i was like, "I want you to "take care" of tommy and willie." he kissed my forehead and said, "it's done." and then moments later, the three of them were all laughing at me. and tommy said, "Why are you trying to kill me." and i said, "i didn't..." and he was like, "I have the tape. you are bad." i ran away, and ended up in some mall buying shoes... then i woke up.
