My drum and my gun. - the most incredible dreams ever.

and they happened tonight. amazing how i managed to remember them in every detail. one of them shook me up so much, that i had to get up and write it down.

first i dreamed of kaja paschalska ( i know - wtf??? ) living in a huge palace and talking with her about all the sport curses she takes. she finally called her private trainer and went with him to train something. she changed her mind somewhere on the road and decided she wanted to race in a sports car instead. so she put on this special suit and people set up a racing lane on a bridge. she had to slalom trough various sports cars and police vehicles. when she was getting out of the car, she morphed into ryan gosling in a long dark coat...

second dream featured me with kaja paschalska's trainer in a pub, where, oh curiosity, also bear and his brother, robbie, were...they were drinking beer and arm wrestling. then damien rice went onstage to receive an award for the best song for "me, my yoke and i" and sang a few verses of "rootless tree" and then bear and robbie decided they wanted to fake a fistfight...so they began fighting. soon half of the pub was throwing the other half onto tables and bottles, so me and the trainer decided to split. just as i was walking to the door, bear's brother appeared in front of me out of thin air and started pushing me, so i pushed him back. he got really agitated and threw me with great force onto some table. and as i was flying in the air, he said with extreme exasperation; "you are just like lee, when he's happy"...which, strangely enough, i found so funny, that when i landed on the table - legs in the air - i was laughing my butt off...crazy...

the third dream was a bit spooky and featured a really scary house, which appears in my dreams every so often, but i'm not gonna to describe it here, because it would take too long. it's enough to say, that in that dream appeared huge statues of elephants made out of marble and ivory, marcin, kaja's brother, who tried to scare me to death by putting ketchup on his throat and jumping on me from various dark corners and a lost room full of old furniture, where something truly evil lurked...