Dreamin'...

Last night I had a vivid dream wherein I was getting married to a girl I dated in high school. By the way, I was dressed in a medieval armor suit...very odd. Also, it seemed that all of my ex-girlfriends were brides-maids. Anyway, I came to realize as I was getting ready for my bride to come into the church, that I didn't recall rehearsing for this wedding. I didn't remember agreeing on vows, the church, what religion we were going to be married in or anything. I remembered that she was catholic, and I started freaking out because I once went to a catholic wedding and it was one of the longest and most painful ordeals in my young life. Keep in mind that I'm in a suit of fucking armor... Everyone in the dream seemed unusually happy, though. That was nice, but in retrospect, kinda creepy.

So anyway, the story doesn't end, or anything. So few of my dreams have endings...they just kind of exist and I "have" to figure out what was going to happen. So, it was weird. Just thought I'd share that with anybody that isn't tired of checking my rarely updated blog.