| TaDoW |
05-13-2003 02:03 PM |
Freaky Wierd Dream....
Okay, so I had this fuckin bizarre dream the other night that all the biggest TGPs lived on the same street, like a little community. Note that I said "TGPs" .. because they weren't webmasters, the TGPs were actual people. Anyway - so this is some exclusive community and the TGP's size (traffic volume) was represented by the size of their house - the deeper down the street you went, the bigger the houses got. The Hun was on the end, and Persiankitty was next to him ... a bunch of others were there too, but for some reason, my dream focussed on these two.
I was sneaking around in PK's back yard - it was full of cats...
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Originally posted by PersianKitty
well Duh ;)
but... actually I (we) have 7 cats, 1 african grey parrot, 4 finches and a canary, 1 holland lop rabbit, 2 guinea pigs, 1 hamster, 1 veiled chameleon, 1 ball python, 4 fire belly toads, 1 bearded dragon, 40 gallon freshwater fish tank, 140 gallon saltwater fish tank, 8,000 gallon koi pond...
and a shih tzu puppy on it's way on May 20th.
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So yeah, sorry PK, apparently in my dream you were a catwoman :-) Anyway, sneaking around in her back yard, we bump into eachother and talk a little. Then I continue on my way, and reach the edge of her property. the yard suddenly gets really steep, and has a big rock barrier separating her from the hun. Anyway, I go to scale the fence, get to the top, and am on my way back down the other side when I come face to face with the hun - he's like a 15 year old guy (?!??!?!). Even though I'm climbing over his back yard fence he's really happy to see that I'm coming to visit him. The yard is super plush and has a bunch of white tigers in it (segfried and roy style). TheHun invites me into his _huge_ house that is covered with ultra thick (2 inches) plush white carpet. So, we are sitting there on some barstools bullshitting away when he offers me some chocolate ice cream. I accept the offer and he hands me a bowl ... I, being the bumbling fool that I am, immediately drop it and spill chocolate ice cream all over his white rug. I go down to clean it, and when I stand back up he's john travolta from saturday night fever - fuckin disco lights and everything, then he starts dancing like a crazy disco freak, and I realize that the music is coming from my alarm clock because I've just overslept for class!
yup - that's been on my mind lately - WTF does it mean?!? |
