Not So Cellular...

So I was gonna write about other things this morning, but then I had the CREEPIEST and most vivid dream in between snoozes... So I figured I'd write about that instead.

I dreamt that I was staying at my mom's house with both my sisters. They were both sleeping but I was up and getting ready for work. I was lumbering sleepily into and out of bedrooms, trying to gather clothes together to get dressed and that kinda thing. And I was trying to do it as quietly as possible (but getting nothing accomplished as usually happens when I have "getting ready for work" dreams).

Suddenly Jason Stratham (that dude from Snatch and that horrible-looking movie that's coming out called Cellular) busts into the house. And he's MAD-looking. Apparently he's come to kidnap both my sisters.

(All this is action is interspersed with me trying to get ready for work and failing miserably.)



I drift in and out of my sister's rooms, trying to console them and figure out how to get them out of this mess. Jason is in our basement, throwing together a couple suitcases of clothes for them before he drags their asses out. Both my sisters are their current age, and yet they have that sweetness and childlikeness of, say, 8 year olds. I am worried about them.

My sister Lisee looks up to me from where she's lying in bed and asks me plaintively (and like a little kid) whether or not I will crawl in and sleep in bed with her for the rest of the morning because she's scared. I explain that I will gladly, just not this morning because I'm running late. But I tell her ANY OTHER TIME her little heart desires, all she has to do is ask and I'll shmoosh up with her. This makes her feel a bit more reassured.

The dream continues to dip back and forth between me getting ready for work and Jason strong-muscling his way intimidatingly through a kidnapping. At one point, I'm trying to figure out a way to get my sisters out of the house and he realizes it. He throws my sister Lisee his gun and taunts her by telling her to shoot him. She keeps holding up the gun and pointing it at his chest but not shooting. We keep yelling at her, JUST SHOOT HIM! JUST SHOOT HIM! And she keeps trying to decide what to do. Finally she just lets the gun drop to the floor.

He takes off with them.

Later, through vague and unexplained circumstances, I find out that really, he's just practicing for a movie and that he wasn't REALLY kidnapping my sisters. This does not make me feel any better though because he was so SCARY about it all and I'm worried that he's snapped or something. I'm reassured that it's just for his movie and part of the movie begins to roll in my subconscious. It is a scene with two supermodels (apparently he is into kidnapping supermodels in this movie) and they are lurching around comedically as they die slowly. The scene makes me realize that this movie is a dark comedy, and I CANNOT possibly see how his interactions with my sister could link up to a COMEDY at all, as terrified as I now am from the scenes that took place while I got ready for work. I am reassured once more that it's all just a movie and then I wake up.

I did not sleep well.

GRRRRRRRR!

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