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I have quite a long dream this morning, but I forgot most of it all because I woke up in the middle of one of them. The last sequence from the first dream had this rather attractive red headed woman who was modeling at a shopping mall. I kind of recognized her, but did not know who she was until she pointed me to a couple of large video screens behind her showing scenes of her in a show I recognized.
Of course I cannot recall any details now.
For some reason, she jumped me and we ended up falling into and empty washroom. But then I woke up.
When I fell back to sleep, I found myself at war with, what seemed like a bunch of kids. Heck, my warlord was a kid (in fact, he was a much younger SRK) and I was guessing that I was a kid too. We were being goaded on by a particularly evil character, and by following his directions, captured one of the enemy's leaders. We used him as ransom so that they would give us one of their castles. They agreed, and when we moved in, the place was deserted, and looked like some McDonald's playhouse.
My warlord was then taking part in some sort of game show which looked like the initial question for family feud. The teams consisted of a leader, who for our side was that particularly evil guy I was talking about, and on the other side, our warlord's best friend (the original owner of the castle that we had just taken over) who was being controlled by yet another particularly evil guy. When the two boys pressed the button for the challenge, they both were hit by poisoned needles and the young SRK died instantly. The other boy, horrified at what happened, turned and strangled his controller with his last ounce of strength. He had realized that he had been used to kill SRK since the evil fella did not want to be the one directly responsible.
I was not too worried about our particularly evil guy. I knew that he was destined to die..
Monday, July 09, 2007 at 14:38:59 (UTC)
Happy birthday!
girl