Bed, Bath, & Beyond

I thought I would go back in time and share some of my older dreams from the past year or so...

It was just a typical evening. My friend Wes and I were at his house. We were trying to pick a movie to watch when his roommate Megan and her boyfriend Bill came home. They wanted to watch too so we included them in the decision process. It turned into a big debate. Bill wanted to watch something about sharks, but Wes and I decided it was mean and we didn't like it. We argued and eventually just watched some cartoon thing.

It got really, really late. We were all tired. Bill and Megan fell asleep on the couch. Wes was talking to himself about if he wanted food or not. I was debating whether I should try and make it home or just crash at his place. I decided to stay, but since the couch was full, I waited until Wes went to get food and then went and took his bed. He noticed a little while later and tried to get into Megan's since he thought I was asleep, but for some reason her bed "didn't work". So he came and slept in his room with a big puffy, white blanket. I think he was on the floor, but the blanket was so big it kept hitting me.

The next morning is when the fun began. We all got up and were wearing strange pjs, somehow we changed in the night. I was suddenly carrying a backpack around the house and Wesley's bed was now in the living room. Wes and Megan were screaming that the bathtub was wrong and they needed people to come fix it. With the snap of Wesley's fingers an old couple came over to deal with it. They asked us to gather all the ice we could find. Wes stayed to supervise them while Bill and I made ice and carried it to fill the tub. Once it was full the old guy got in. Wes started laughing and wanted him out so he could get in. I, with my backpack, decided to snoop around the house. I found strange toys and such and a whole collection of shark movies that I then watched.

Once out of the tub Wes asked the couple to come fix the big white blanket. So they got in his bed, in their underwear and said they would just keep it for him. In fact they would keep the house. So I freaked that I was in some old man's house and tried to get into my backpack and hide, with the my little ponies I took from the fridge.

Wes ran to hide in the bathtub and Megan had disappeared.