So I had a dream last night where I was at my high school(?) and Morrissey came by. I think he was supposed to be giving some lecture, but he and I ended up becoming besties and talking/eating cake the entire time, and we may have also gone ice skating. I’m not entirely sure.
This is also the reason I didn’t get out of bed for a while. I had to keep the dream going.
Though then I was just sent on a quest to find keys in some weird dream-world, so that was just pointless.
Oh well.
alright, not “hated”. at least not at the beginning. it was just too WE ARE TRYING TO MAKE AN EPIC MOVIE for me. but that’s not the point.
so the night i watched it, i went to bed and (obviously) had a dream…. basically i was hitting on this dude that used to go to beloit and he wasn’t having it. then basically everyone in the dream realized my intentions and decided they didn’t like me and turned against me. once that happened, my dream-self said “WAIT, WHAT IF THIS IS A DREAM… AND I’M GOING TO BE STUCK IN THIS DREAM WORLD WHERE EVERYONE HATES ME FOREVER… NOOOOOOOO….” and it panned-out and i woke up.
and that was when i decided i fucking hated inception.
