I never do, of course.
So when I randomnly woke from sleep the other night, I had one of those great ideas right there at the forefront of my consciousness. In the darkness of my dungeon (my bedroom is in the finished basement of my house), I grabbed my notebook and pen and scribbled down this amazing new plot for a story.
And here it is (don't you dare think of stealing the idea, either!):
Okay, let me be the first to say it. What the fuck? Seriously; does that make any stinkin' sense at all? I'm signing autographs so I'm obviously famous. No real shock there. But what happened next—I met a girl? Score! I'm always a pimp in my dreams. But what compelled me to write it down?
I think I need a woman.
3 comments:
Haha I love how you managed to date it and write down the time. Best part.
LMAO, WTF Dude? I'm confused. My head was cocked staring at the screen thinking, "surely he's not serious".
That's classic right there. See, you need to have more dreams like me. Start falling asleep on some chick's shoulder and you'll eventually get some action. ;)
Yeah, that's the problem with writing dreams down--you're still asleep when you're writing.
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