Yes, that's right. I'm officialy warped. Last night I had a dream and guess who showed up at the end? Chupperson Weird and Marionut#1. It's getting very hard to remember, but here's what I can recall:
The main dream somehow involved the Charlie's Angels chicks and me and I spent most of my time running away from this guy named Mark, who I think was modeled after a deranged distant relative I have named Mark. I think it was also Thanksgiving or something like that. Anyway, there was lots of action and eventually in the dream I discovered some villian that had been left on Earth by Captain Kirk. Apparently, in the process of escaping/trying to recapture it, I stumbled across this trailor house in the middle of something like a junkyard. Inside I met Chupperson Weird and Marionut#1 who went by those names, not their real ones. I guess they were living together and CW was kind of like a superhero with Marionut#1 as his sidekick-type dude. Oh yeah, the trailor was full of little stuffed things. I think most of them were little stuffed Mario dolls and other Nintendo characters. And maybe a few random blue/yellow bunny rabbits and those types of stuffed animals. I talked to them some and they helped me in some way. Grr, I wish I could remember more. Also, the end of the dream consisted of me "waking up" and getting interviewed by the local newspaper on my dream because my dreams are always so extravagant. I told them all about this dream. After this, I got on some sort of airplane that was driven by my gradeschool bus driver. I think I woke up after that.
My dreams for the last three or four years have always been extremely long and complicated and extravagant. I know they are in color and often have fully orchestrated soundtracks and titles and credits and stuff at the beginning of some.
Weird, eh?
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