LOFUCKINGL.
What the hell was the lead singer of Barenaked Ladies doing 6 miles from my apartment?! (Well obv he was doing coke, but what BROUGHT him to CNY?)
I digress.
I had a really strange dream last night - rather, this morning. As I woke up I told Joe about it because it was ridiculous and I wanted to remember... and I do, pretty well actually! I was at All-State (music festival for really great high school musicians) and getting ready to perform when the director said that they changed this year's concert structure. He split us up into groups of four and said we had five minutes to write a poem and then we'd all present them in front of the audience. I remember there were two guys and one girl in my group and one of the guys was one of my friends from SUMB. I wrote the poem because everyone else was LE DUMB. I even remember the structure of the poem... 4 lines with ending words that rhyme, then two short lines that didn't. Each person had six lines to say all together. And at the end of the poem, we all said "LOL" out loud.
Then I woke up.
I have absolutely no idea what prompted this and when I get home I'm totally consulting my dream dictionary (yes, I am THAT lame) to see what this could mean...
(I think it means I'm totally fucked in the head, but I want to confirm that.)
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