yay me?

i went to some sort of low-budget video-game/go-kart palace-o'-fun with my family. my great grandmother was still alive. within minutes of arriving a siren went off announcing that i had gotten the highest score ever for a super-mario-type game. my family got excited and i smiled and went on to the other games. i could see the games quite vividly, there were characters climbing up and down vines and i had to bop them whack-a-mole style (it just occurred to me that the whack-a-mole part was most likely influenced by an npr report i was listening to about unrest among the chinese people and how the government is attempting to play "whack-a-mole" to keep it under control).

a few more minutes pass and all sorts of sirens and lights go off and i am declared the highest scorer in the history of the place. i raised my hands in the air in a mocking "yay me" sort of way. i have zero skill or patience when it comes to video-games so even in the dream i knew it was an odd award for me to receive. at the same time i was both proud of myself and bored enough that i wanted to leave and go home.

down with the royalty

where in the heck this dream came from, i couldn't even begin to guess... somehow me and prince william were best buds. and the dream was about us trying to make plans to hang out. we kept playing phone tag, with him leaving messages for me and vice versa. at one point in the dream i became rather amused because i realized how cool it was that i had the number to a back line at buckingham palace. the woman's voice on the voicemail greeting even had an english accent and she said something about if you are not known by the royal family and you leave a message, you will not get a return call - that you should call the main line instead. and i felt so cool that i could leave a message and my friend, the prince, would indeed return my call.

i am ridiculous.

update: i just re-read this post and laughed. because it was quite obvious that i wrote it RIGHT after i woke up.

brilliant

i was sitting at a computer - a desktop, oddly enough - composing a blog post. not sure what it was about but i do remember feeling rather proud of it. it was new year's eve.

i'm lame, even in my dreams.