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wow. i slept for approximately twelve gorgeous, beautiful, wonderous hours. i dreamt of strange things. for instance, in one dream i had sex with a male friend of mine (i am not gonna use his name cuz he reads this blog & that would just be fking weird & generally bad for our budding homieship, so i'll dub him buddy x from here on out) and it was like wicked dickie, right? but. there's always a but. he blabbed to all these ppl (including a cameo by donald adeosun faison of scrubs and clueless fame, who played the part of someone i've known for yrs who had just met buddy x), & it messed things up for me socially. like, buddy x and i were doing some random talent show together (in this dream i could really sing well & play the drums & sax), but everyone @ the show was fkin with me hard core, callin me a slut & thangs of that sort. buddy x was nowhere to be found so i could ask him why & stuff. i coulda cried, it was terrible. anyway ... my dream fast forwards itself to the moments before buddy x and i had to perform, & donald adeosun faison begins a dialogue with me. i complain, "how could buddy x do this to me? i really care about him. i want him to know how deep he hurt me. i really wanted things to go beyond the sex..." and donald adeosun faison is like "well to be quite honest, it hurts me that you messed w/ that nigga at all; i've known you for all these years, nay, & i've been dying to get that close..." that's all i remember.
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