Things happened before this, but I was in an auditorium in Wells Hall studying for finals with two of my friends, Melissa (whom in the dream was an out of towner) and my friend Carrie (who really is an out of towner and in the dream I think was my sister or relative). It was late and time to go and we were worried about getting home. I kept offering that I think my Mom parked her car nearby but it was never an option. When we packed up and went to leave, there apparently had been some sort of snow in, and the auditorium seats were packed with snow, so we had to hike our way to the top. I guess I wasn't wearing the proper attire for this because I took off my blue sweatshirt and put my legs through the sleeves to climb in. On the climb, I really had to pee. But for some reason I just couldn't wait so I peed myself (not in real life, no worries).
We made it to the top and kept debating between my Mom's car, or taking a campus cab thing. An old creepy looking guy starts walking up some stairs we are walking down and to make sure he belongs there, I ask him what he does. He says he works on the cell phones for MSU. This was good enough for me so we went down into the lobby and there were a TON of people waiting for the campus cab. After a while we decided to go outside (all of the sudden it was morning). Some of the guys that were waiting start playing frisbee and I know them. One of them from some study abroad. I also knew one of them as a bartender at my favorite haunt who is kind of a dick.
We shoot the shit for a bit, and then I run into Lizzy, a girl from my study abroad to england. She tells me how her mom makes her wear sandals with straps and a long sleeve sweater to church. I made a joke how I was going to wear sandals without straps and no long sleeve sweater to church and she thought it was a hoot because I'm jewish. She then goes on to remind me of this time in London when I cracked her up (I can't remember what she had said it was in the dream). I couldn't really focus on what she was saying because all I could think to myself is how much I wanted to tell her about Sammy Davis Jr. Jr. from Everything is Illuminated and how it somehow related to our own Sammy Davis Jr. inside joke.
No comments:
Post a Comment