So I dreamed this morning (I think) that I had four envelopes in my hands, and the inside of each was colored. The first one was blue, the second, red, the third, blue again. For some reason, Kevin Malone from "The Office" was there (wherever "there" was), and I said to him, "Hey, I'll bet you $20 the fourth one is green." He agreed, and when I opened it, it was indeed green. He reached for his wallet and I remember being surprised because I didn't think he'd actually pay, but I had to maintain my deadpan because if he knew I didn't expect him to pay up, he probably wouldn't have.
Right after he gave me the money, our lovely resident stray cat sprung up from the floor and landed on the bed about an inch from my face (in real life, not in the dream), and it scared me almost to tears. I had to stare at the ceiling for a few seconds until I stopped shaking, and then I threw the stupid cat out. Thankfully for her, she managed to poop in the living room (again) before she went out. Fortunately she woke me up at 6.51 and my alarm is set for 7.00, so it worked out pretty well.
Yesterday at the supermarket I found "Oh's!," which very well may be my favorite cereal ever. I ate some for breakfast this morning, and I forgot how loud they were. Holy cow. Chewing "Oh's!" almost makes my ears ring. If an ax murderer rampaged through the house while I was eating breakfast, I would be blissfully unaware of my impending grisly doom until it was way too late.
Right after he gave me the money, our lovely resident stray cat sprung up from the floor and landed on the bed about an inch from my face (in real life, not in the dream), and it scared me almost to tears. I had to stare at the ceiling for a few seconds until I stopped shaking, and then I threw the stupid cat out. Thankfully for her, she managed to poop in the living room (again) before she went out. Fortunately she woke me up at 6.51 and my alarm is set for 7.00, so it worked out pretty well.
Yesterday at the supermarket I found "Oh's!," which very well may be my favorite cereal ever. I ate some for breakfast this morning, and I forgot how loud they were. Holy cow. Chewing "Oh's!" almost makes my ears ring. If an ax murderer rampaged through the house while I was eating breakfast, I would be blissfully unaware of my impending grisly doom until it was way too late.
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