For some reason we were partying in a Supermarket, not entirely sure why. As the night wore on I ended up having sex with the girl I was with near or behind the deli counter? Seems dangerous to do anything like that so close to a deli slicer. Wait, actually let me take back the time of day, it was afternoon sometime actually because I remember being told that my ex-girlfriend was outside and when I looked, it was bright. So apparently in this universe mid afternoon parties are normal in supermarkets. Honestly I think this would make supermarkets better, though debate-ably significantly less sanitary. No “clean up on aisle 4” jokes will be made here for the sake of not being that guy that makes super obvious jokes – I fucking hate those guys, unless they are doing them ironically, but then I probably hate those guys for completely different reasons.
As that party concluded I ended up meating errrrr MEETING (sorry for the deli counter joke) with a group of friends and heading to a mansion. Turns out at the mansion I’m meeting with Jeremy Piven and I don’t know if he is suppose to be Ari Gold or just Jeremy but either way he is a giant prick. BUT Jerari and I peel off the main party and go smoke cigars in this MASSIVE library with an amount of chairs/couches that would have taken a third world nation years to build and book shelves so high that you’d suspect that God would strike them down spreading everyone responsible for their construction to the far reaches of the globe cursed to speak different languages out of fear they would collaborate on such a project again.
The meeting with Jerari turns out to be more or less him telling me who is hot at the party and who he plans to fuck, and during this entire process I am enjoying my cigar trying to steer the conversation in the direction that I thought the meeting was intended to be about. Sadly now that intended topic has eluded me and will forever be lost in the R.E.M. ether, but I do remember that the end of the dream had him beating the shit out of some guy – I remember vividly Jerari standing over the guy with his tie swinging back and forth thanks to the power in which he was kicking this guy and one of the lenses on Jerari’s glasses ended up broken in the scuffle. He stood in victory over the person with the appearance of a pirate that shops at Barney’s and I slinked away.
And with that I either woke up, or just don’t remember anymore.
This is the first entry into my dream journal. Some will be more detailed than others, some won’t, but overall it will be an interesting experiment.