raybear | Dreams: A series of short films

This morning there were several hittings of the snooze button, which is not completely unheard of. But what was amusing was a series of dreams I had during every 6 minute interval, which played like skits, complete with punchlines at the end before waking. Here are the three I remember most clearly, in order they occured:

1)

dommeyourass and I were getting ready to leave the house and get in her car to take a trip. I was sleepy and out of it and she was cranky with a capital C that rhymes with T that stands for trouble. She was complaining and ranting about all sorts of things, mostly things in her life annoying her. I was listening fairly patiently, knowing she wasn't upset at me but anxious for her to be in a better mood. We got to the car, she was still ranting. We started driving, and finally she reached the pinnacle of her rant, declaring her car absolutely filthy and she hates starting off Monday morning with it looking like hell and she resolved to never eat in her car ever again (apparently there were lots of food wrappers in the backseat). At this point she finally takes a breath. We're silent for a few seconds. Then I turn to her as I light cigarettes for us both.
"Are you finished now?"
She pauses. "Yeah. Yeah, I think I am." Takes a drag of the smoke. "Thanks." Then she grinned at me and we both started laughing.

2)

dommeyourass and

cocolola were roommates. Or more accurately, they used to be roommates in my dream, and

dommeyourass was telling me stories about their apartment. But the cool thing is, as she was describing the scene, we were IN it. So we're walking up to this 2 bedroom apartment and she's telling all these anecdotes about stuff that happened while they live there. We go into one of the bedrooms and I'm sitting on the bed while she's talking. We'd been hanging out there for awhile when she got up and started opening the curtains. She's talking about the view of the street and the sunlight when suddenly she's like, "damn!

cocolola has a GOOD view! I never knew it looked this good out her window!"
"Wait, this isn't your bedroom?"
"No, it's

cocolola's."
"Oh." Pause. "That explains the pink bedspread."

3) I was downtown in the loop meeting two friends for coffee at this Corner-Briazz-Cosi-Pain type place. We were trying to find a place to sit down, and all these tables were empty but when we tried to sit down, these catering waiters came up and told us we weren't allowed there. I asked why, and he said it was reserved for a private party, in this very snooty tone that implied there's no way in hell I could have been a part of that party. I was like, "okay, sure no problem!", then walked over to the catered food and started making this amazing sandwich for myself, using foccacia and fresh mozzerella and basil and tomatoes and I piled it high then just walked out of the cafe before anyone could stop me. I was walking down the streets of downtown on my way to get my jacket at the office, taking big delicious bites out of this sandwich. Though I had just started to sink my teeth into the middle with the most cheese when the damn alarm went off again.