Ehhhh

So all I remember about last night's dream(s) are UCSD, being on a school bus, Tim, Carmelo Anthony's house?!?! and Star Wars. Weird.

Randy + Lan (not a dream)

No time to write about it yet, but it was epic last Thursday. I will detail more about that night later. This is just to remind me to do so.

Okay, so it was last Thursday. Randy and Lan had a 1v1 beer pong match (lots of shit talking involved, trust me). Throughout the night, those two mfkas got really trashed. As the night was winding down, Randy and Lan wanted to go to Tajima but because both were too drunk, Randy asked me to drive his car. On the way there, Randy gets a call from Jenny asking him to come over. (This is setup for later). We finally make it to Tajima. But Randy is too tired/drunk/lazy to go buy the food he and Lan ordered, so I have to do it. When I come back out, both Randy's and Lan's doors are open, so I'm thining "WTF?! did they puke?"

Lan isn't feeling so hot, so I take one of the bags from the takeout and give it to Lan in case he needs to puke. Randy says he's fine and just kinda passes out. I wait a while before leaving so that Lan can get some fresh air. Eventually we do leave and get on the highway. Remembering to take Randy to Jenny's, I get on the 52... and right before the exit Randy wakes up and proclaims, "I need to puke." So I respond, "Do you want me to pull over?" Randy says no and proceeds to roll down the window. Sadly, his car is a little on the old side so the window didn't roll down fast enough. So what did he do? He stuck his head out of a half opened window and proceeded to puke as it continued to roll down. FUCKING GROSS. But that's not the worst part. I pull over to let him finish. Turning around to check on Lan, he says, "DUDE, I FELT SOME OF THAT." GG. Maybe deep down he was already plotting his revenge.

So we finally make it to Jenny's place, and I pull in. As I do so, Randy jumps out of the car to finish puking. The nice friend that I am =) I start hosing down the side of Randy's car with puke. He eventually goes into Jenny's to take a shower. More on this later. After I finish, Lan decides he's going to open both of the rear doors and lay down. During the process, he manages to knock over and spill the miso stock from his ramen. Now Randy's car is owned both inside and out. Jenny helps me take the mat out so I can spray it down, and she also gives Lan some water. After consuming this water, Lan is definitely not looking good, so I convince him to just puke it out.

I go inside to check on Randy and guess what? Jenny is blow drying Randy's hair while he's sleeping in bed. Jenny also said he complained the blow dryer was too hot even though she says it wasn't. What a sissy.

Eventually, Lan and I make it back to Crossroads where he's going to crash for the night. While in the garage, he pukes again... this time for like 3mins straight. Yuck. It's like a fucking fire hydrant sprewing water out. Sucks for whoever had to collect that trash bag. =/ And that's pretty much the end of our night.

Score? Randy 2, Lan 2.

Dream: Submarines??

So last night I had a dream that I was on a submarine. The first part I can remember is surfacing and finding lots of red entrails on top of the sub. The next thing I know, the entire sub's crew including me is treading water. Suddenly, I'm pulled under. I thrash about, but soon for some reason, I'm able to see clear as day. What do I see? A bunch of other sailors and crew kinda suspended... neutrally buoyant if you will with their life vests partially inflated. Then people start disappearing and I wonder what's going on only to find out that only some of us can move while the rest are just kinda stuck in suspended animation. I along with some of the other crew members begin dragging people to shore. In the meantime, I think other people are being eaten or something by creatures that look like they're from Starship Troopers.

I wake up. Still tired, I go back to sleep. =D

Now I remember finding myself on a beach with a bunch of friends. We trek our way across the beach to some random house whereby there is a man who is got the most bizarre ailment. He has a hole in his chest and you can see a fire burning in his body cavity. WTF?!?!

On a side note, somewhere amongst this dream, I remember seeing my Recombinant DNA Techniques teacher at a supermarket along with a bunch of my friends. I also remember something about laundry detergent and a huge commotion about it... not sure why though.

Anyhow, continuing on with the house, the man suddenly starts screaming and explodes. Uh. Yeah. Then one of our crew members has bugs shoot out of his shoulders. I have no idea what's going on, but we somehow decide to enter the house and save its inhabitants. Thinking about it now, I can't see how that could be a good idea. I also remember fighting a bunch of guys dressed in black suits, kinda like MIB.

I'm trying to decide if that was a nightmare or just kinda cool. Too bad I only remember fragments.

Purpose?

So I've always had these wack as dreams and the last time I told Randy about it, he agreed that I should start a blog to chronicle all this shit to prove that I'm insane. Hope it's somewhat entertaining to read.