In which cartoons invade my slumber...
Jun. 29th, 2004 06:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
senoritafishWell, they have every other part of my life, so they were bound to show up there sooner or later...
I had a dream last night where I met my brother Dave at a bus stop, and when he appeared he was dressed up like Vash the Stampede. He had bleached his hair and spiked it up, had yellow sunglasses and a long red coat. Except it had a pair of zippers instead of buttons.
Where the heck did that come from? He doesn't even watch anime. He's too short to be Vash anyway, a couple of inches shorter than I am.
Awhile ago, I had one where I was still in college, and Vegeta was my roommate. We shared an apartment. No, unfortunately, nothing more than that. He was a decent guy, if easily pissed off. I think he actually cleaned and did the dishes. For some reason, there was a crane on our street (which was the street in front my parent's house) for removing trees or something; it pissed him off for some reason and he knocked it over with a gesture from half a block away. That's about all I remember from that one. Funny thing was I dreamed him as a real person, not an animated one. But if you asked me now, I couldn't tell you the difference.
Maybe if I had more dreams like that, I'd remember them more often.
I had a dream last night where I met my brother Dave at a bus stop, and when he appeared he was dressed up like Vash the Stampede. He had bleached his hair and spiked it up, had yellow sunglasses and a long red coat. Except it had a pair of zippers instead of buttons.
Where the heck did that come from? He doesn't even watch anime. He's too short to be Vash anyway, a couple of inches shorter than I am.
Awhile ago, I had one where I was still in college, and Vegeta was my roommate. We shared an apartment. No, unfortunately, nothing more than that. He was a decent guy, if easily pissed off. I think he actually cleaned and did the dishes. For some reason, there was a crane on our street (which was the street in front my parent's house) for removing trees or something; it pissed him off for some reason and he knocked it over with a gesture from half a block away. That's about all I remember from that one. Funny thing was I dreamed him as a real person, not an animated one. But if you asked me now, I couldn't tell you the difference.
Maybe if I had more dreams like that, I'd remember them more often.
