Ok, this was my dream, my second lame story vivid dream in two days. Seriously if you want the rights to make this into a movie, i’ll trade it for a glass of liquefied pizza. Oh, and for the analytical crowd, there is no taken girl in reality (no girl at all) and I would definitely choose a more heroic ending if i could. But it makes this one more interesting I think. At least from a psychoanalysis and also an engineering perspective. If you read this one or the next one and make sense of it, then you deserve a cookie, or twelve dozen.

here goes…

I woke up and was walking down a hallway, this girl runs up to me and kisses me, but I have no idea who she is. I look at her and ask who she thinks I am. She calls me silly. I said that she was silly and told her to go to her room.

Next I’m running down the hallway and it gets bigger and wider and is like a stadium concourse as I run a bit further. Someone is telling me there is a bomb and I said, no, its impossible because we live in Canada. Then this person tells me thats just exactly what they want me to believe. I open up this giant door and its the gymnasium of my junior high. Except now it is a big pool instead of wood gym floor. There is still a stage and at the far end of the gym there is this elevated pool. Apparently instead of digging down to make a dive tank they made these giant plexiglass walls so the actual water level was way above ground. I walk toward this funky dive tank and this guy gets out of the pool and goes to shake my hand. I realize he is going to hip check me into the pool with my clothes on. I let him hit me with his hip but I use my balance to not quite fall in. But then I jump in the pool anyway, this time in shorts. I swim from the normal pool into the elevated dive tank one. I ask someone how it is possible and they say there is this layer of jelly foam which blocks the water from spilling into the other tank. It reseals as i sorta crawl through it and doesn’t let water through. Neat! The foam was pink … like everything magical….

Oh, then I get out of the pool and someone else mistakes me for the same random dude. Apparently this guy that I look like is a jerk. Well nobody seems to like me anyway except for jerk girlfriend. I get ugly looks. I decide to ask for someone’s keys and they just give it to me. I drive to the bomb which is in a generic gray place without any walls really and then ask my invisible friend why I should even bother. The bomb explodes. The end.