05/01/02
Hello all, I trust Christmas was a waist expanding experience. Sadly in my case I now have to let my trousers out by another foot or so. Anyway this morning I have some brilliantly crafted news. I woke up an hour ago from the best night of my life.
I went to Cardiff yesterday and I bumped into a female friend. So I ended up giving her a lift home. But we decided to re-acquaint ourselves with each other so we went to my home. And while no alcohol was involved, the Big Lebowski was, and a lot of talking. She stayed the night in my bed (nothing happened as I took the couch) And when I woke up there she was on the couch smiling at me, we kissed. She's gone now which is why I have to tell someone about it.
Great! I here you cry! Sadly there is one thing I am omitting from our little chat, it turned out, in the end to be a dream, a confusing one where you don't know if it really happened of not. Of course I know it didn't happen but for about 30 seconds this morning, in my lethargic state I wondered, lying in my bed what just happened. Then of course I realised much to my fist clenching pain that it didn't happen. My dream deceived me yet again.
God, if your reading may it be at all possible to perhaps lower the bar a bit in dreamland? I know dreams are supposedly un-attainable but Jesus, there has to be a let up. Once in 1999 I had a dream about owning a WWF championship belt, and it had consumed for for ages, every time I "re-launch" the plan to buy one it gets shot down by the Nazi's of hope only three days later. I'm now to the point where I know now that soon enough, no matter how long it takes I'll get that belt.
When I was 13 the girl of my dreams was that un-attainable super model, cover girl etc. Now (I'm not saying she's my dream girl but hey this sounds good. Ok, she's my dream girl of the moment/year/18months) she is a real person, someone I have actually talked to, yet still she's just too un-attainable. But like that belt I'll get there soon.
Anyway God, me old mucka. Is there any chance you could lower the tone of my dreams instead of me spending time in a Hollywood like manner with some girl, could I just perhaps say hello to one, so then I real life when she says "Hello how are you?" I'll be surprised. Or how about I dream about one, solitary kitchen tile, so then when I wake up, and go to the kitchen for a cup of tea I'll walk in an go "Fucking hell! Kitchen tiles, hundreds of them!"
Or perhaps you make me dream about going bald and then in real life I get a full head of hair, oh hang no that's the other way around. Well I can always dream.
Have a Foam Filled Day!