I am never watching Girls Next Door again!! Just 10 minutes hours before I went to sleep and I still dreamed about the king of geriatrics and his slut squad.
I may or may not have been a girlfriend, I'm not sure. This time I was introduced to a new girlfriend, who was darker skinned and had black hair, so not Hef's usual type. Then I had to go to work at the gym, which was my dorm's fitness center, and for some reason I was working there as a "supervisor" but really nobody wants to be supervised so I would just work out or do my own thing. But today, Hef my boss decided to drop by so I had to pretend to help this guy work a treadmill. I was really afraid he was going to fire me. Then I left with my family and went to a restaurant sort of like Popeye's but better. There were so many people that I got left behind and they all had their meals but my dad had left so I had to buy my own shrimp. When I finally found them and sat down, my dad and uncle teased me about being mad about being left behind which of course does nothing to alleviate my mood. I was waking up just as I began to enjoy my shrimp and wanted to stay asleep so I could keep eating yummy shrimp, to no avail.
I also dreamed that I was a youngster again, visiting friends in Fort Worth. I went to a restaurant with an assortment of friends who never actually knew each other. There was that awkwardness of a child in a restaurant without their parents when you don't know who is supposed to pay, are you expected to pay, or is it understood that the adults present are treating you? My parents had given me money. Or, should you offer out of politeness only to be declined, and how many times and how strongly do you insist before you allow yourself to be treated?? I don't even think I got to the food in this dream.
I may or may not have been a girlfriend, I'm not sure. This time I was introduced to a new girlfriend, who was darker skinned and had black hair, so not Hef's usual type. Then I had to go to work at the gym, which was my dorm's fitness center, and for some reason I was working there as a "supervisor" but really nobody wants to be supervised so I would just work out or do my own thing. But today, Hef my boss decided to drop by so I had to pretend to help this guy work a treadmill. I was really afraid he was going to fire me. Then I left with my family and went to a restaurant sort of like Popeye's but better. There were so many people that I got left behind and they all had their meals but my dad had left so I had to buy my own shrimp. When I finally found them and sat down, my dad and uncle teased me about being mad about being left behind which of course does nothing to alleviate my mood. I was waking up just as I began to enjoy my shrimp and wanted to stay asleep so I could keep eating yummy shrimp, to no avail.
I also dreamed that I was a youngster again, visiting friends in Fort Worth. I went to a restaurant with an assortment of friends who never actually knew each other. There was that awkwardness of a child in a restaurant without their parents when you don't know who is supposed to pay, are you expected to pay, or is it understood that the adults present are treating you? My parents had given me money. Or, should you offer out of politeness only to be declined, and how many times and how strongly do you insist before you allow yourself to be treated?? I don't even think I got to the food in this dream.
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