2002-12-31
cute, cute eli hair.
:: bright eyes ::
so, why are my napping dreams always the most absurd?
im following my mum to the gas station, when i see someone waving to me from the street corner. i park and get out of my car, and its elijah wood. (he's wearing a corduroy coat, with a jets to brazil pin on it, cute cute hair) aparently, we're old buddies. we talk and hang out a bit. then, across the street, in the walgreens car park, marilyn manson is there with a girl i knew in high school. mr. manson sees eli (which is what i call him in the dream) and comes over for a quick chat. im laughing because he is wearing a counting crows tee shirt.
he invites us to a party, then is on his way.
jewels shows up in a sports car and her, eli and myself sit down and start drinking raspberry pucker. another sports car pulls up (i hate sports cars) and some kid gets out and starts talking to jewels and she leaves with him.
eli and i start walking down the road, which turns into a highway and when we cross the border to canada, i decide its time to go home and i leave.
yeah, like i can figure that one out.
anyway, in a couple of hours, im off for my date with mr. morgan. im hoping it will be a fun nite, one to want to remember, and that i won't end up sitting in the corner reading alone.
we'll see.
cheers, 2003.
lunaadored at 6:11 p.m.