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Could this post BE any more random??

Warning: The title of this post has almost nothing to do with the actual content of this post. Or is it the other way around????

Am I the only person who finds Kate Winslet’s character’s death in Contagion rather sudden? Admittedly, I watched the film in about 3 parts. I was forced to pause twice because I had other stuff to do, but considering the import placed upon her character, as the main investigator sent by the C.D.C., I was surprised that she just bit the dust almost as soon as she was infected.

The whole movie was kind of that way. I mean, it had a definite arc to it, but that particular arc seemed stunted to me.

Just wanted to share that. Ever since I saw it. :-\

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I’m In Love With Lady Mary

I’m not really in love with Lady Mary of Downton Abbey. While I’m a fan of the show and have come to like the character of Lady Mary very much, I am most certainly not in love with her. I am however in love with Anna and Daisy and Gwen. And I think in a very homely kind of way High Bonneville (Lord Grantham) is very dreamy. He just seems like the sweetheart that he is in the show. I digress.

I dreamt that I was living in a college-like building and me and some of my friends went downstairs to do something. It’s been many hours since I had this dream so my memories of it have faded significantly. As a point of interest, earlier in the night I had a dream that I thought would be worthwhile to remember and write down and I thought I had remembered it until I had this dream involving Lady Mary. So that’s unfortunate but just the way it goes I guess. So we went downstairs and we were meeting up with somebody for some reason and the characters in the dream sort of shifted to fictional characters, and one of my friends shifted into Lady Mary, but it was still modern times, but saving face for the family as if  it were 1920 was still important.

We were making some sort of trade with this person and I guess he proceeded to try and get away with stealing from us? I guess he was trying to get a set of keys. Or NO, we were trading him something in order to get our set of keys back. We gave him what he wanted and then he briskly walked away with our keys. My normal, real life reaction probably would have been to stand there bewildered at his dishonesty, but for one reason or another I felt like I had to impress Lady Mary and our other mutual friend there and I immediately chased him into the parking lot to get my G.D. keys back. AND I DID so BOO YAAA.

I returned to the building, and half of the first floor had turned into a bar scene and Lady Mary and our other friend were waiting for me to bring honor and victory back to the group. I was supposed to be the hero and when I returned the set of keys to her she was eternally grateful and at that point the dream had been shifting toward our budding romance and that was the heroic moment in which our destiny was sealed. The dream continued and we continued to flirt, but then then somehow it ended with my looking at random dream versions of my childhood memories regarding my hockey career. Whaaaaaatttttt?? I don’t know how or why it went there, but it did, and so it was a somewhat disappointing ending to the dream.

The funny part of the whole thing was that after the dream was over, and to be honest, I kind of ended it myself because I was tired to looking through dream-version memories, I woke up, turned over, looked at the clock, and it was 11:01am. No fucking joke. I think I went to sleep at about 2:45am, which to be fair it quite late, but I usually wake up anywhere between 9am and 10:30am and can’t physically force myself to sleep any longer, but today I woke up, straight out of a dream, at 11:01am SHARP, and got out of bed about 5 minutes later, which is also fairly rare. Usually I lay in bed for at least 15 minutes after waking up.

Ahhhh the beauties of being unemployed/not working the morning/not having to be anywhere or look completely put together. =)

P.s. I’m a few glasses of wine down so I’m really hoping this post makes sense.

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Supercharged Raging Hormones

I had a SUPER horny dream last night. Just shy of dream porn I was basically dry humping some blonde model type and was about to secretly and shamefully hook up with him in the attic until I was found out by someone else that resembled Victoria Grayson from Revenge.

Then, after that erotically charged sequence, I was walking around a school doing something and then of course, eventually ended up looking for my car in the parking lot. But during all my walking around the school I ran into like half a dozen guys that I had at one point or another either dated, hooked up with, flirted with, or generally been seriously interested in jumping their bones, and might I add for my own pride, they me. Though since this is all made up in my head, I’m not sure that’s actually a compliment, probably more vanity and insecurity.

I’m gonna go out on a limb (not really) and say it was raging hormones from “my grandma falling.” Don’t worry, my real grandma didn’t fall. That’s a code phrase I use for something that maybe somebody out there in the world has heard of before. Not one person I’ve ever said that to has heard of it, but I feel like the person I heard it from can’t be the only person who says, so I’m oddly hoping that one day I’ll say it to some random person and they’ll know exactly what I’m talking about and we’ll become bosom friends like on Anne of Green Gables. Well, ok, probably not really. But I will be genuinely surprised if anybody I say it to actually knows what the hell I’m talking about.

I don’t trust my relationship with the internet enough to reveal what the hell I’m talking about, but it wouldn’t take a genius to put together raging hormones and a healthy 24 year old young woman… think about it ladies. And men, this is something you don’t like to think about.

But seriously, guys, what do you have to bitch about? Sure, you get the occasional unruly and embarrassing boner. Try bleeding from your crotch for a week. Oops! Just gave away my “secret”!!! *eye roll*

 

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