So I drank a little too much wine last night. Oops. But that's not the post topic. It's for if anyone is good at decoding dreams as when my sleepy little head hit the pillow (passed out) this is what I got...
I know in my dream I was hooking up with a boss style figure. Easy 'nuff to figure out of you look at the past post. Then he lead me to the top of a hill in Kelowna and we walked down it while talking about trust. Then I woke up hungover (odd since I didn't drink) and he was going through my drawers and pointing out how messy I was and how he couldn't be with someone messy.
For the rest of the dream my vision was spotty at best. I had to get up to go to a play rehersal for a play I didn't know I was in. And it was going to be showing in 3 days! I asked a girl if I could borrow her script to brush up on lines and she wouldn't give it to me. Bitch. Then all the women changed into theit costumes when I blinked and I didn't have mine on. Then we got into a fight with people who were using the rehersal space for their production of 'Little Shop of Horrors'. They won, so we left.
As it turns out it was time for some breakkie. So we went to a ginormous diner (as we're now in London) and I'm chatting with chef Gordon Rasmey who is at our table and said "I wont judge you for being a lesbian. If you work at (Company I work for) it's expected. And I said I wasn't. Then he laughed. And some girl gave me an uncomfortble hug and would not let go. Even when I politely pointed out that she was making me uncomfortable and should stop touching me. So finally I yelled at her (suddenly my coworkers showed up just to see me yelling and looked disgusted) to not touch me, and everyone suddenly got up and left because the army was coming in.