miracle buys me a restaurant.
14 years ago
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Last night I dreamt that Miracle Laurie (Mellie/November from Dollhouse) was my BFF and bought me a really posh gourmet restaurant.
Let me say that again. Miracle Laurie bought me a gourmet restaurant in the dream I had last night.
Not only that, she bought it for me for two reasons:
A) because it had an amazing bathroom in some kind of personal, off-limits living space with a tall shower made of brown marble and some kind of insane water jets built into the sides.
B) because it would get me into some kind of gourmet restaurant Illuminati group she was in. Apparently, these people controlled the whole city through money earned by their snooty eateries.
I had my first meeting with them in one of these restaurants. They were sitting at some kind of VIP table. They were snobby. Like, archetype, bad guy in a Disney movie snobby. She looked sweet but nervous, like I was going to do something to get me kicked out right away. I sat down at the table and told her I would be giving her 30% of the profits, keeping 60% for myself, and giving 10% to charity. I recall adjusting the numbers because she had said she wanted to do it for me so that I'd never have to work again.
That's all I remember.
What is wrong with my brain.
And if anyone thinks of saying "there are three flowers in a vase..." don't act surprised when I go into murder-mode and table-stomp you.
Last night I dreamt that Miracle Laurie (Mellie/November from Dollhouse) was my BFF and bought me a really posh gourmet restaurant.
Let me say that again. Miracle Laurie bought me a gourmet restaurant in the dream I had last night.
Not only that, she bought it for me for two reasons:
A) because it had an amazing bathroom in some kind of personal, off-limits living space with a tall shower made of brown marble and some kind of insane water jets built into the sides.
B) because it would get me into some kind of gourmet restaurant Illuminati group she was in. Apparently, these people controlled the whole city through money earned by their snooty eateries.
I had my first meeting with them in one of these restaurants. They were sitting at some kind of VIP table. They were snobby. Like, archetype, bad guy in a Disney movie snobby. She looked sweet but nervous, like I was going to do something to get me kicked out right away. I sat down at the table and told her I would be giving her 30% of the profits, keeping 60% for myself, and giving 10% to charity. I recall adjusting the numbers because she had said she wanted to do it for me so that I'd never have to work again.
That's all I remember.
What is wrong with my brain.
And if anyone thinks of saying "there are three flowers in a vase..." don't act surprised when I go into murder-mode and table-stomp you.
FA+

I don't get the 'three flowers in a vase' joke...
Sorena and I give a hint below >:D
last night i dreamed that one of my co-workers was moved to an office because she had so much crap (mc donalds toys, starwars, harry potter and stupid bookstore impulse buys)
also that my side of the office was doing some weird sort of interviewing/seminar thing where a shitton of people were in the conf room and lined outside and around my desk ;-; then the boss's were like 'we are going to get taco bell, everyone else stays here'
lol
Although waking up after being told I was going to be a millionaire sucked pretty hard.
Gosh...i remember those, awesome stuff.
And really, sometimes, dreams can be pretty surprising, no? =P
And yeah, realistic dreams...gosh, sometimes it's so obvious this is a dream, and other times, you simply won't realize it until you wake X_X
"There are three flowers in a vase. The third flower is green."
*Runs like hell*
(ruuuuuuuuuuun)
*goes back to running*
OHSHITRUN
(5HTP is a precursor for the serotonin and melatonin.)
I LOVE dreaming and am doing my best to remember the ones I have.