I think I've been suppressing tension lately.
I had this dream that I had dinner with my ex. It was at the Bellagio coffee shop and the Good Mother and Dental Bitch were there. As usual, Dental Bitch was uncomfortable for having been put in that position and the Good Mother was simply biding her time, using us as an excuse to leave the house to meet one of her flings.
When dinner was finally over, I dropped the Good Mother off at the parking lot of the condo of someone I'm sorta seeing right now. The Good Mother's latest fling turned out to be an Elvis impersonator.
I don't know where Dental Chick went but suddenly I was dropping my Ex off at prison. Apparently there's some sort of deal where prisoners get time off to have dinner with their exes.
It was one of the very few times I had to call The Shrink because I was genuinely freaked by the incident. It's like all my psychic baggage was packed into one convenient nightmare.
The Shrink asked "What do you think it means?"
"You don't need to be a shrink to figure that one out," I said.
I really enjoyed the first half of Jay And Silent Bob Strike Back but once they started stealing a monkey, it started getting really stale. But still, that first half-- "I AM THE CLIT COMMANDER!!!"