These are the pipe dreams...

I had the most wonderfully Freudian dream. And I can analyze each bit of symbolism perfectly. It's very entertaining, almost as much as the dream was in the first place.

Dream is as follows. There are some interesting (to me) details, it's fairly linear (unlike most of my dreams) and there are some things I'd rather not analyze, though I know exactly what they mean and to whom they refer. Feh.

I was in a restaurant with a younger guy. Which... well. At least he was legal? His older (much older) brother wasn't fond of it, but he'd just dumped me for some brainless bimbo. (Yes, this one amuses me to no end. *snerk* But we're not going to go into that symbolism. A few of you will know what it means. :P )

Anyway.

We left the restaurant to go play video games at his house. I had my own video game controller along. (Yes, more amusement. I heart my brain.) One of his friends was along, but wasn't going to stay, since he wasn't really into the video games. So we get to his house, and his mother was really, really not all that happy that I was there, but, she wasn't rude, and couldn't really put her finger on why she didn't want me there.

Skip a few frames, and we're getting ready to leave, so that he can 'study'. Apparently we're going to a library, so I can help tutor him. He goes to talk to his parents for a minute, and I go and steal a soda out of the fridge, one that his mom had been saving forever. They both come back and as we're getting ready to leave, she asks where we're going to be, and I say either over at the library or a friend's house. She isn't happy that we're going, but we leave anyway.

So we're walking down the street, and this chick shows up. She's sort of always been following us, but not really noticeable. So she tells the guy that she's got concert tickets, to see Jerry Garcia and the Grateful Dead (more amusement). He decides that it's way better than studying, so he goes. I had just finished the soda I'd snitched, I had his can of soda in my pocket and he was carrying a book of mine.

As he's leaving with this other girl, he offers to give me my book back, but I told him to keep it. He also asked for his soda back, but I told him I was keeping that, too. He wasn't really pissed, just sort of surprised. And then they left, and my dream ended as I woke up.

So there you go... knock yourself out with the rampant symbolism in that one. Have fun, I know I did... was almost more fun putting meaning to the dream than having the dream in the first place!