More Richard Bullshit

The number of dreams about Richard I'm having is getting ridiculous. I wake up in the worst mood because of it.

Last night I dreamt that Mother and I were moving into a new home, which had a similar layout to the house on 22nd Place. The entire place was in disarray, with our things halfway unpacked. Mom leaves for a while, and Zach Keeter comes over. Somehow him and I wind up in bed together, talking and flirting.

Later, Mother shows back up with Richard in tow, along with a black family, the daughter of which Richard intends to marry. Zach seems to disappear. As in life, Richard gets into my business and wants to get confrontational for absolutely no reason. He forces himself into my bedroom to argue with me so that Mother won't hear the bullshit spewing from his foul mouth. At some point he gets physical and I begin screaming for Mother's help. Somehow I manage to pick Richard up, carry him through the living room, where Mother and the black family are laid out on the floor, too frightened to move. I wind up hurling Richard across the street into a large pond of water in the Corwin's lawn. Next thing I see, the Corwins are trying to "revive" Richard by blowing air through large straws into the water.

Let's hope he stays dead in my dreams...

Travelling

Yeah, it's been a while since I've posted, but recently my dreams have been nearly all the same: I'm preparing for a long-distance trip via plane. At the same time, I'm also packing to move. Everything is in disarray and I'm having difficulty keeping track of my things. I start to panic, thinking I'm losing a lot of things, and at the same time trying to make the plane. At some point I forget to get a passport at the last minute. Heather Hill appears here and there, and subsequently makes things far more stressful, as she takes on the role of top cunt. Frequently after this dream I wake up in a sweat.