I used to think I got weird dreams whenever I ate too much, or drank alcohol too close to bedtime. But apparently, that may be a false premise. After all, I have given up alcohol and fats and sweet and pretty much anything I would enjoy for Lent, and still I had a weird dream.
Any of you familiar with Doctor Who will know what a TARDIS is. And what a Dalek is. For those of you that don’t, click here. Anyway, last night I went off to sleep, thinking that my dreams would be about all the chocolate I would eat on Easter Sunday, but no…
I’m off in the middle of nowhere, and suddenly the TARDIS appears and David Tennant gets out, and tells me that he needs me. And I just look at him and tell him that I can’t help him, because I have to stand out here in the field. He asks why, and I tell him because someone said I was outstanding in the field. And he says I can’t stand in the field because he needs me and my Converse All Stars™. And I look at him as he shows me his Converse All Stars™, and he says that we are twins of destiny. And that he needs me to go with him to save an interplanetary cargoship from destruction by the Daleks. To which I ask, aren’t those things trying to kill us all? And he says that the Converse All Stars™ keep us safe from destruction. So I ask him why not just distribute Converse All Stars™ to everyone, and he looks at me and tells me to stop trying to solve problems for him. And with a wave of his screwdriver, he leaves for Footlocker™.
I can’t imagine what my dreams will be like on Easter Sunday.
February 24th, 2012 at 11:12 AM
Cocaine is a helluva drug.
February 24th, 2012 at 11:13 AM
Chocolate withdrawal is one of the messiest most sad things to witness, ever.
I’m surprised you were able to type over the shakes, sweats, and nausea.
February 24th, 2012 at 11:25 AM
I can’t imagine what the chocolate overdose will trigger, LK….
February 24th, 2012 at 11:16 AM
Sounds to me like you’re already ON some pretty good meds.
February 24th, 2012 at 11:19 AM
Hmm, now you just need to figure out what your subconscious was trying to telegraph to you with that…
February 24th, 2012 at 11:24 AM
I think it’s telling me that chocolate is a life giving substance.
Like water, only different 😉
February 24th, 2012 at 11:25 AM
I have no idea what that is about but it is ‘sure nuff’ weird. Sweet dreams tonight!
February 24th, 2012 at 12:46 PM
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February 24th, 2012 at 1:05 PM
Well, I envy you such dreams. I used to experience magnificent, epic dreams. Weird, to be sure, but “Lord of the Rings” in scope. I rarely remember dreams any more. Nuts.
February 24th, 2012 at 1:57 PM
Wow, that was weird. And Dr. Who? Sorry, I just can’t take a Time Lord who travels in phone booth seriously. Anything less than a flying DeLorean gets no respect from me. 😉
February 24th, 2012 at 4:51 PM
(You do know that Sundays do not count as days of Lent, right?)
February 24th, 2012 at 10:13 PM
Both daughters customized some Converse hightops online and ordered them for Christmas.
They arrived about 10 days late…by then, all the chocolate was gone.
Chocolate and Converse cannot occupy the same spacetime…just ask the doctor. And tell him I want my screwdriver back, okay?
February 25th, 2012 at 7:31 AM
I would love to have breakfast with you when you wake up from the 40 night dream, but I’ll be bringing my Katana with me, just in case.
February 26th, 2012 at 9:02 AM
much better than my migrating frog dream.
February 26th, 2012 at 9:25 AM
That is weird.. My dreams about David Tennant are much different.. =p
February 26th, 2012 at 9:39 AM
Yeah, definite eye candy 😉
February 26th, 2012 at 9:43 AM
When the Doctor tells you he needs your help, damnit woman, you help him! Of course, things will never be the same again, after… 😀