sweet dreams

dreams, dreams, dreams... what can i say... they're weird! last night i had 2 dreams. one included my fantastic friend t-ho', who moved to my house and started a theatregroup we called nova. it was half theatre, half charades, in which we had mad space in the basement for a scene and audience to watch and guess. and several other people in the house joined the group. then, my other dream took me to a party at chalmers (technical high school in gothenburg), hosted by a guy i once fancied (he turned out to be less fantastic than the first, second and third impression gave). he was walking around with what looked like a gamepad, but was a dj-controll, which he and madonna played with (she was dressed in that white cowboy dress she had in the music video "play the music"). i felt uncomfortable and wanted to leave, but the less fantastic man had spotted me. in which case i tried to escape from him and he tried to catch me. he had something to say, but i didn't want to listen.