Wasted lesbians and tubermelons

This morning, as Lea made coffee and I fetched a bowl of unregulated, dangerous, toasted oat drugs, we shared our dreams from the previous night.

I dreamed about this gorgeous lesbian I met last month at a party.  Now, of all of the someones who could possibly show up in a straight man’s dreams, that’s a slow hanger straight over the plate.  This is going to be good, right?  Yeah, not so much, sad to say.  She was just shopping at Target or something.  What a waste.

Lea dreamed that the watermelons in her garden were almost ready. In her dream, watermelons grew in the ground like potatoes, and the soil above them crowned a bit when it was time to dig them up.

I think hers is pretty good.  As for mine, I’m going to have to start eating candy close to bedtime or something.

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4 thoughts on “Wasted lesbians and tubermelons”

  1. ‘seester: Oh, I hate those. Thankfully, they’re few.

    nhfalcon: I wanted to post a photo of her, but I thought that’d be a bit much. Can’t abandon decorum completely.

    Incidentally, I certainly am enjoying the word “tubermelon.”

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  2. I dreamt somebody was in my house a few nights back. I woke up the following morning with my keys, my wallet, a digital camera and a 24 pack of AA batteries in the bed beside me. I scare myself sometimes.

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