May 19th, 2009


T-shirts are SRS BSNS

Last night before going to bed, I had put a load of t-shirts into the dryer. I just woke up from a nightmare in which I discovered the shirts had been stolen from the dryer in the night.

For whatever reason, this theft affected me far more than it should have or would have in reality. I was extremely furious; screaming profanities at the top of my lungs, grabbing people off the streets and threatening them and demanding that they tell me whether they'd seen anyone walking around with a laundry basket full of black t-shirts, etc. The theft of my shirts had thrown me into full Charles Bronson Death Wish mode.

After not finding my stolen laundry I returned home, which was suddenly the room I had when I was a teenage kid, and I found a partial 12-pack of beer on the floor. I don't and didn't drink beer. This only upset me further; then I woke up.

I still remember the intense fury I felt in the dream; it was at a level not at all easy to get me to in reality, and certainly not over a pile of clothes. I actually had to chill out in bed for a while, doing the whole "it was just a dream" thing for more than a few minutes.

I'm going to hit "post," and then I'm going to go check on my laundry.

ETA: My clothes are fine, which is good because it turns out most of my favorite shirts were in that load.
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