i am sorry hon
i was up much too late reading all families are psychotic and had a slew of odd dreams to pay for it.
last night, i dreamt conan o’brien had a crush on me. not only did he have a crush on me, but his studio audience convinced him to fly out to minnesota to woo me.
yeah. that’s not even the weird part. the weird part comes in when he shows up at my place of employment to take me out. conan is decked out in a white suit with big, red polka dots. he takes me to the mall of america and i keep calling him honey or hon. everytime i catch myself calling him such a term of endearment, i apologize.
at one point he’s looking at bowls and i am sitting in a chair. i say, “find anything you like hon? oops, i am sorry.” he comes over, sits on my lap and says that he adores it when i call him hon and i shouldn’t apologize.
and that’s all i remember.
Tags: Books, Douglas Coupland, Dreams
Posted on Sun, 07 October 2001 at 3:59 pm
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07 Oct 01 at 8:40 pm #