I haven't been wanting to post dreams in the last few days. I had one that really pissed me off. I've since forgotten the offending dream, but I do remember who the star was.
Here's a mixture of dreams from this weekend:
Gambling at the state fair with my older sister. She was hitting big on penny machines, I went to join her, but people crowded me out
Planning a partner swap with two other couples; I was a single. I didn't mind. I spoke to parts of the couples who were sitting with me, and they were agreeable, they went to speak to their spouses. I changed into some really sexy panties and went to the pool to await the outcome. I didn't wear a top, and then realized that other people were in the pool. I wasn't too concerned, I figured they would never know. Then Will Smith (swear to God) came over and hugged me, because we were friends, and was surprised, but once I explained the situation understood. I told him I had written out what I wanted to do, and apparently someone's wife was having trouble with the fact that I wanted to lick butter off the back of her knees (IRL: eww, butter)
The HK was supposed to be at work, I saw him rushing around and trying to get ready in a hurry. I asked him if he was late for work, he told me no, and then stopped for a second to tell me he had an appointment with a divorce atty, and I was not expecting it, but not entirely shocked. Some people came over to help me out, he had taken all the money.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
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