A dream for Wednesday

[quislibet]

J. and I lived in an apartment complex owned by Boston University. For some reason, all of our money and valuables (of which there were far more in the dream than in reality) were displayed proudly on top of the refrigerator, making it easy, in theory, for any burglar to clean us out in one go, although that was not the purpose.

Instead of burglars, we had to deal with a couple of gay pornstar guys (you know, with the muscles and the moustaches and the work boots they leave on even when naked) who enjoyed breaking into people's apartments to have sex. Sometimes they would sneak in even when the residents were home. When caught, they would merely giggle and run out into the street.

Chasing them out yet again made me late for my train. I started at first to try to catch it anyway, but the path to the station was suddenly a steep uphill climb. In the end, rather than keep running uphill, I joined in a simulation using wargame miniatures where the goal was to be the first person to get his or her orcs or whatever to the model of the train station.

I won by cheating, but it was a hollow victory as I had still missed the non-simulated train.

Comments

[futurenurselady.livejournal.com]

Is your subconcious trying to tell you something about BU and gay porn?

FNL

[quislibet.livejournal.com]

How could it possibly tell me anything new about that?

[mrcorvin.livejournal.com]

I think it's trying to tell him he needs to be teh first person on the BU campus to make gay orc porn with midgets (mintures). The epic can take place on the way to the train station after they've finished looting the valubles.

[quislibet.livejournal.com]

Oh! I guess that would be something new after all.