Anyways, I was staying in the living room because they didn't have a guest room. I slept on the fold-out couch. It was the comfiest, but at least I was able to sleep most the night. If you walked in the front door, you were in the living room. Two paces, and to your right was a door, then another 5 paces (straight from the front door) was another door. Directly across the room was the couch that I slept on. Across from the front door, the wall had a sliding glass door. The doors to the right of the front door were a closet and a bathroom respectively. The two doors directly across the room (on either side of the couch) were bedroom doors. I don't know if they even had a kitchen, but that didn't occur to me until just now when writing this.

So, as the dream goes, I was sleeping in the living room. Chris' dad woke up in the night to go to the bathroom. His grunting and whatnot woke me up when he opened his bedroom door. I made sure to cover myself completely with the covers. Apparently I was sleeping topless. After he went back to bed, I was able to drift off a bit.

Next thing I know, I feel the covers move. I kinda roll over to see/feel what is going on. Chris had gotten out of his room and crawled into bed with me! What the hell?! Chris?! I mean, this is Chris, who would be nervous just talking to a girl, let alone be brave enough to have one sleep at his house, let alone JOIN her! I just couldn't believe it, so it woke me from my sleep enough to ask him what he was doing.

Instead of responding, he did his nervous laugh. (Surprise, surprise, huh?!) Then I made sure to cover my body up, not that it was well lit or anything, but just in case. Chris stayed on his side of the bed, and didn't advance any. Still I thought this odd that he had a perfectly normal bed to sleep on, yet he joined me on the hidabed (sp?).

So, now the awkward silence started. I tried to fall back asleep knowing that Chris Radomski was laying there (and he did have the covers pulled tightly to him, under his chin) like a scared little puppy. I tried and tried to fall asleep, but couldn't. Again, I asked Chris why he had joined me.

There was just enough light that I could see his eyes darting about, and he said, "um.... *huh huh* ... because *huh huh*... um..." and he faded off. I guess I wasn't really expecting an answer from him, but this was just blowing my mind. Why? I couldn't imagine it in my wildest dreams, but this was happening. (Sidenote: even though it was a dream, I was thinking it odd at the time, so you can tell it's something that is totally out of the ordinary).

Well, apparently, I did get to sleep, because I remember Chris' parents moving around and that made me wake up when it was bright and sunny out. When his parents noticed us laying in bed together (and on opposite sides, no cuddling, no closeness whatsoever), they freaked out. Literally, his mom had to leave the room, she couldn't handle it. His dad just stood there with his jaw dropped for what seemed like forever.

When he finally said something, it was like, "Under my roof?" and Chris got all embarassed and hid his head under the covers. I took that opportunity to make sure that I was fully covered again. I didn't want Chris seeing anything, because I'm sure that would have made him more nervous. Ahh... the oddity of it all.

So, that was that dream. I know there are details that I left out, but at this time a lot of them have faded. I mean, when I woke up, I immediately turned on the computer and started typing this entry. But unfortunately, this wasn't the last dream I had, so it wasn't that fresh in my memory as it needed to be to remember all the details. All I know, this was some wacky-ass dream material, that's all. Wouldn't you agree, Dave? I mean, Chris, right??? After all this time, why would I even have thought about him? Who knows. But anyways, on to the next dream.

Dammit! I had ever intention on making this short, so I could remember the other dream that was kinda odd. Unfortunately, now, too much time has passed and I don't remember the other dream! Phooey. Oh well. I guess it's good enough that I remembered one wacky-ass dream. That's enough to think about for one day! hehe

Carisa