weird dream

I have alot to post about, including Superbowl symbolism, a strange Dr. Phil episode(s), vegas still...and many more.....i just need to find time too, because before work, i generally do not have enough time to just post. 

i did have this weird dream. ahh i dont feel like describing it. last week mike texted me, mentioning getting married and having a kid. he just wants me to move back in to 'combine resources' and eventually we will get married and have a kid. and i started to really think about it and felt like i should do it.

than on friday, he wants me to move out of my house and move back in with him, on northampton st. no, i am not going to do that, and if he respected me, he would give me a ring first, (which he will never do.) I deserve someone who will actually give me a ring first before he expects me to move in with him. yes, i am getting older, but i still want to be old fashioned in that aspect, and i do believe in romance, and although i have not been trying to date, i know i will meet the right person. i can actually feel it, now that mike told me to fuck off.

why did he tell me that? i'm just sick of hearing him ogle over other actresses, etc. its annoying as fuck. listen, you can still embrace the beauty of a woman, if guys...if you are with your girlfriend or wife (and no mike is not my bf)...just do it in a way that involves her. example, do not go, 'yowza', or gad damn', say...'isn't she hot, honey?" but include her like you were her girlfrand, makes sense?

i texted this to mike yesterday when i was at work, because i was just thinking about it...because he was making comments about a slow motion running bikini girl in some movie preview, and about lady gaga of all people, but the kind of comments that are demeaning...idk. im just sick of hearing that shit. compliment your girl too...for real.

so i texted him that and then he gets back at me by calling me a liar and a cheater, things he constantly tells me. do i really want to hear this shit all my life? fuck no. no! i dont. then i texted him a few times, and i said fuck you mike blah and he  texted me back, "fuck you. do not contact me again. i quit you"

fine! good! that's what i wanted.

so, my dream was about this actor guy, (not saying who, ok it was david cross, and i have NO IDEA how he ended up in my dream because i dont even think about this guy nor do i really know his work or comedy or whatever he does),and...somehow, he ended up acting like he liked me. and i had freshly shampooed hair and he was behind me and smelled my hair and i heard him whisper something to himself, about how turned on he was, and i was too it was so hot for some reason...

so we were flirting, more him towards me tho, because i felt something off. i dont know, it was a dream too. but then, later, i see he started putting on a uniform, and i was like, 'oh you're a cop?' and he pretended like he was, but then it turned out he was just a security guard. so ok, um...shrug. and his looks changed, into some ultra good looking white guy with nice hair, who has to be gay...has to be. personally, im not attracted to ultra hot guys. i feel like they are too good for me, because they are soooo good looking, and im just average. but i also am just not attracted to that type. i like a more normal looking cute guy, you know? i like meat not skinny. not fat tho, but just, a lil bit of squeeze..i dont know what im saying lol. so, anyways, i wasnt really attracted to him but we were able to joke and what not. then i learned he lived right behind my parents house. so i said, 'hey, knock on the door sometime'. well, all of  a sudden he turned to tarzan, and started swinging around on vines. we followed him, (i was with a friend too, whom i heard this guy making jokes with her as well. it was fayza! he was telling her he wanted to visit her in the UK haha! you reading this?)

but yeah, so we reached this treehouse, and when we looked inside, there were all kinds of midgets and ogres and fairies, and goblins, like from labyrinth. then fayza was like, 'look at that wedding dress', and it was a wedding dress, which was on a little beautiful midget with long blonde hair, and dreadlocked (he had dreadlocks now) tarzan approached her, and then, she handed him a baby. this was his wife!??! WTF!?!? then i woke up.

so in the dream...oh wait i missed a part. i threw him a little bag he left for me. he said, 'did you look in the bag?" i did. it was an engagement ring, but i didnt tell him i saw it. i just threw the bag and him and left. wtf he already has a wife and a baby!? HA!!

weird dream huh? wonder what it means....