Saturday, June 20, 2009

My Adventures with a Sleazy Agent

This is what I dreamed the other night

I'm doing research for my blog. I'm looking in a book rather than the internet. I come across something about ABBA. 

Now I don't think I was actually researching ABBA. It's more like what I was researching led me to this information about ABBA

What I read is that this woman in ABBA did kinky things with this sleazy agent.  

I'll try to keep this PG and just say he did perverted things to her ear.

I feel though as if I wish I hadn't read the information. It's very TMI for me.

Also, while researching, I have this idea that this sleazy agent now works for Julian McMahon. I try doing more research to find out if it's true, but can't find any definite information.

I decide to write about the ABBA incident in my blog entry. I don't have a computer with me so I kind of just write inside my head. I plan to say something like "While researching I unfortunately came across information I wish I had never found"

That's very nice of me, huh. Here I am unhappy that I found this information, and now I plan to share it with everyone who reads my blog

In my dreams, I often struggle to write things down on unreliable materials. For example, I might try writing down my whole dream on a foggy car window. In this dream, I tried writing notes about my blog entry on a tub of butter. It didn't work and I gave up.

Then for some reason.....

Tim and I are at this hotel. That's not too strange. But we happen to be at the hotel where the ABBA incident happened. To make things worse, we're staying in the exact same hotel room in which the event took place.

The sleazy agent for some reason is staying right next door to us. He comes knocking at our door. 

Tim kind of slinks to the background for the rest of the dream. I don't know. Maybe he want to sleep or something? Maybe he was out on the balcony looking at the view.

I talk to the agent. I'm scared of him...nervous. He gives me the creeps. So, what do I do? I stupidly let him know I know what happened in our room. He looks disturbed by this somewhat, which makes me more scared. We say our goodbyes and he leaves.

Then I notice our door doesn't have a chain lock. I feel really nervous about that. I start thinking we should change hotel rooms. What if this sleazy agent can get into our room? And then he does.

He walks right in.

I'm unclear of what happens exactly next.

All I know is that I suddenly decide to stop being scared of him and instead audition for him. Maybe he can be MY agent too.

I start to sing.

I sing "Tomorrow" from Annie. I sing pretty good, but I'm embarrassed to have picked such a childish song.

I start to sing Susan Boyle's song and I don't do so well with that. I pick another song from Les Miserables. I sing "On My Own". I sing pretty good. The sleazy agent says he'll sign me up. All I need is an American Express Card. I ask why I need that, and he says it's for the world's biggest boob job. I can't figure out if the breast implants are for me....that he likes my singing, but my breasts are too small. Or he needs breast implants for someone else, and will sign on any client as long as they have money to spare.

5 comments:

Andrew said...

Check your ear for stickiness in the morning. Give it a good wash under the shower.

Kathleen said...

that is so disturbing on so many levels.....maybe Jack was licking your ear in the night? or tim?

Dina said...

Andrew: My ear hurts just thinking of it. And I'm trying not to imagine whether or not this advice comes from experience.

Kathleen: I don't think anyone is licking my ear, lol. I didn't feel it happening in my dream. I read about it happening to someone else.

Kathleen said...

its funny cause my most vivid dreams ever are me going to the loo....finding one somewhere in a really difficult place and of course I wake up and am bursting to go...so that is definitely my subconscious telling me something! The places in my dreams are incredible...and always difficult to get to!

Dina said...

Kathleen,

I think I've had dreams like that! I dream of the toilet overflowing sometimes.

I'm not sure if they correspond with me having to pee in real life. But I've heard of that happening!

Do you dream of the same places repeatedly? And what do you mean by their difficult to get to??

I love hearing about dreams. In my lucid dreams I dream of this place which I call "The Dream City." As soon as I become lucid, I often try to get there. And sometimes it's hard. BUT I've decided I feel unwelcome and alienated there, so I've decided to find new places. I know that probably sounds nuts, but you already KNOW I'm nuts. So no big deal.