This dream the other night started with Tom and I not living together (I'm going with that not meaning anything cuz we're very happy). Tom lived with Lil... somwhere? I don't know. Just not with me. I lived in our apartment but it was also kindaaa mixed with where I lived my senior year in college. Great start, I know.
So in my dream I get back to my apartment (coming from Sweet Baby Jesus-knows-where) and I realized the door to my apartment didn't close right so it was unlocked. Nothing is missing so it's fine. Later that night I have my door open. Maybe I was hammered? And there is some creeper who kinda tries to come in, realizes I'm there and then he runs down the hall and into another apartment. I'm creeped the fuck out, but I just go to bed. I may or may not have shut my door. It's fine.
The next day I come home (from the magical place in dreamland people go to while time elapses) and I find things missing. I'M SO UPSET. Like, I'm devestated because of what this person took. I call Tom and tell him Lil needs to come live with me and that this creeper thief took the following items:
- 2 boxes of pasta
- mushrooms
- sausages
- the dress I just got from Rue La La (this was my second dream about this dress.. I'm in love)
- Tom's XBOX and our Lego Star Wars game
- my pineapple drinking glasses
- my huge pallet of e.l.f. eyeshadow
- the vegatable steamer we JUST GOT
- a pair of heels that I don't think I have in real life (I can't remeber what they look like) but they were my favorite in this dream
Meanwhile he left my phone. Which I was happy about cuz it had a princess looking glitterly case. Win. But besides the whole "pervy theif" (Tom's words) part, I was reallllllly upset when I found out those items were missing.
That got me thinking..
Are those things what matter most to me? I mean we already know Lil and Tom were safe so stop acting like I'm a shallow asshole. But all those things are COMPLETELY replaceable. Besides losing my Star Wars saved games, (kind of devestating) all that it would take to get everything back would be to buy that shit again.
But apparently carbs, antipasti, eating healthy (this shocked me too), dressing up, novelty glassware and Han Solo in Lego form are the things that matter most to my unconcious, sleeping self.
What random, non-important stuff are you finding you really would miss?
This is funny. Such random things to dream were stolen. I have no idea what I'd be upset about.
ReplyDeleteI love how random dreams can be and I'd be pissed if someone stole my mushrooms too, I love me some mushrooms.
ReplyDeletehahah anyone that steals sausages has some real issues!!!
ReplyDeleteLove that you've dreamt about that dress twice! At least you have a friend with the same one you can borrow :)
ReplyDeletethis is too funny. I'd be upset if someone stole my clarisonic. or my battery operated candles. and obviously food items are a big no-no.
ReplyDeleteHa-ha pervy thief man obviously didn't want to be judged by the target checkout lady if he were to buy all of this stuff at once - because we know that Target checkout lady can be a judgy bitch sometimes - so instead he had to steal it.
ReplyDeleteOr other theory, since Tom wasn't there maybe TOM broke in and stole all this stuff so that he could stock his apartment. Sneaky.
The loss of novelty glassware isn't one to be taken lightly.
ReplyDeleteLol! I have a few novelty glasses and dresses that I would be distraught over if they were missing. Oh and my cowboy boots...I would hunt someone down for those.
ReplyDeleteDEAR GOD, NOT THE VEGETABLE STEAMER!!!
ReplyDeleteNOT THE PASTA!!!! say it isn't so.
ReplyDeleteHAHA!! Not the dress!!
ReplyDeleteHAHA, this is too funny, and I am impressed with what vivid dreams you have. I often wake up from dreams of eating donuts and cake, and wake to find myself drooling on my pillow, Homer Simpson style. So sexy...
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Those pineapple glasses are pretty fucking awesome, so I'd be devastated if mine were taken too.
ReplyDeleteMy most prized possession (other than my cat, friends, blah blah blah) is probably peanut butter. Also totally replaceable, but I downright panic when I run out, which is why I now keep AT LEAST two jars in my pantry at all times.
ReplyDeleteDo you wake up in the middle of the night and write this down? So many details - I would never remember all of this!
ReplyDeleteTake my pasta..and it's on..no one touches my carbs! And I think the xbox kinda sorta matters on the days that you wish you had time to yourself and you can say, "go ahead and play your xbox for awhile"..like I tell my husband to go in his office lol
ReplyDeleteI was actually laughing out loud at this! Your dreams seem like mine- totally silly!
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I like that the sausages were in there just for good measure.
ReplyDeleteOh man, my shoes. Or my sweatshirts. I must form weird sentimental attachments to my favorite clothes. I lost my fave sweater recently and replaced it but I haven't worn the new one yet. And I used to wear the old one a million times per week. Replacements just aren't the same! (And yes, I'm 80years old and bring a sweater with me everywhere I go. Even in July in NC.)
ReplyDeleteWell anyone who loses their carbs and alcohol delivery devices should be upset!! I say it's justified and cool!
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