Author Archives: Elegant

i dreamed about obama. i was on a flight some where, and looking out the windows the ground looked so cool, with neat patterns out of the fields and it was at night, so the lights looked awesome. then we went to land and it was pretty much a nose dive to the ground, but we landed with no problem. then suddenly i was in a car and i had to go to customs, because i was in vancouver. so i was waiting with my car and getting my luggage out, wondering how my car got there in the first place and how i was going to get it home again since i flew there. customs came and peeked in the car and said i could go. so i got in the car and they pointed the way to my hotel, but i took the wrong way, which was this skyway type road, very high off the ground but also very very narrow so if you turned just a tiny bit you’d fall off. i got to the hotel which was a casino and i checked in and went to the room. all the matresses of the 3 beds in the room were on the floor. i sat on one of them, and realized if i just thought about a certain kind of chair, that chair would appear in the room. then i got up to go to the bathroom and realized the room was all disheveled because someone was else was staying there. there were towels on the floor and underwear and bras hanging in the shower. so i was like, wtf, i gotta call the front desk. but instead i left and i ended up in another room, the presidential suite with obama. he was there all alone doing some work, so i sat down and we just chilled. then i realized, i was chillin with the president, so i txted all my friends LOL. we were talking, and i asked him where the secret service was, and he said they were outside guarding the door. but then how did I get in? then i said, “stupid question, but are we in vancouver” hahahaha, and he said yes. i realized that his room, especially for a presidential suite was really really small, smaller than the one i got which had 3 beds and furniture that would just appear. so we hung out, and i realized he is super cool so i txted my friends again about how cool obama was. finally left back to my room and remembered that i needed to call the front desk, so i did but the phones wouldn’t work.

and people need to get over the fact that michael phelps smokes(d) pot…seriously. NOT A BIG DEAL! everyone smokes pot at some point. did anyone really think a young rich kid, athlete or not, was going to not smoke pot? puh-lease. it should be made legal just so people can’t sit up on their high horse and look down upon things like this. it’s a non issue to me.

work should be interesting tonight, considering everyone thinks i’m a steelers fan. haha especially if they lose, they’ll rub it in as if i care.

dream: i was walking to geneseo…which is something i apparently did all the time. i started my walk down the correct street, which at one point involved walking through a rickety old victorian house. you had to go through the house, i guess it was just totally impossible to continue on the sidewalk or go around it. only this time someone was moving into the house (think the fight club soap house…falling apart and probably condemned) which was surprising. i had to make my way around boxes and furniture, and ended up having to go upstairs and out onto a turret, which i was going to have to jump off of…only it started to crumble and completely fell off the house with me in it. so i got out of the wooden wreckage and then this new owner came out and i apologized for breaking his house. then i was confused as to which way to go, since i came out of the house in a different place than normal. so the owner told me to turn on the street and that that was the right way. so i did, and i ended up in a little town i had never seen before, and realized i didn’t go the way i normally went. walking through the town they were preparing for some kind of festival, lots of people on the streets. then they all started walking out of town and i had no choice but to follow the crowd. i asked someone how to get to geneseo and they told me to follow rt 17 so i was going to, but couldn’t get out of the crowd. walked passed a bus station which was announcing buses to geneseo so i was like Oh i should just take a bus instead, but again, couldn’t get out of the crowd to go buy a ticket.

then it morphed into being home again, and there being a news report about one of Father Baker’s orphanages burning, and i realized it would be a good exploring opportunity, but i couldn’t go alone and thought, wow i need more friends. i was going to call alex to go but never got the chance.

dream: i was at work with all the casino workers but we worked at walmart. for whatever reason, someone suddenly said the rapture was upon us, and everyone started panicing and running around, running towards the front of walmart. there was a group of us who were like, no way is the fucking rapture coming. i found some religious book in the toy section about the rapture and i was going to read it to the people amassed at the front of the store waiting to be taken to heaven (i guess) but another coworker said they’d never understand and it would probably make them mad. alot of people had left the store but i stuck around because i thought the situation would be very humorous hah. people kept telling them that it was not the “fucking rapture”. then i went back to the garden section where the leader of the rapture group and another person were tieing someone to a christmas tree and beating the shit out of them, as if it was jesus on the cross. then i realized this was sorta getting out of hand. so i grabbed what turned out to be a mic stand and tried to start beating the 2 guys with it, but it was really heavy and i didn’t do a very good job. so i left them and went back to the front of the store to find my friends and we were going to leave, but then the leader of the rapture was like “There’s no way you’re getting out of here”. he and his cronies started moving the shopping carts in front of the doors to block anyone from getting out. someone told me to escape and call the SWAT team, so i launched myself over the carts and out the door into the parking lot. i ran to my car hoping no one was following me to take me back inside, and made it, and started driving home – which was my old town house near the air base. there was a really funny colored sky like a big storm had just passed. i tried to call 911 but it wouldn’t ring, because the power was out from the storm and phones weren’t working. i tried again and got through and told them some cult took over walmart claiming the rapture was coming, and they were like…what?!?! hahahahah