Weird dreams.

*This is a 100% pure rant/brain dump post. I just blah blah blahged and it might not even make any sense.

These few days I've been getting really weird dreams...actually I only had one really weird night of bizarre but luckily not scary dreams all collaged together. At the same time, dreams sort of bother me because you can hardly ever remember them exactly.

But what do you make of this? I remember select bits and pieces and remember it being really epic but can't exactly put it together at the moment...so here are the pieces:

My dad was a boxer or fighter of some sort. He was part of some sort of tournament I believe, and he had lost some fights but his record was improving. I went to get him because it was fifteen minutes until his next fight so he just threw off his professor clothes, showered, and put on his fighting clothes. No big deal. This probably came out of me watching Sherlock Holmes a few nights ago.

I had gone back to where I lived last year (I moved over this summer) to visit the Italian Street Painting Festival section. I had participated a couple of times before. According to my dream, all of the artworks were really crappy so I asked to be given a square last minute. But the guy in charge (won't disclose his name here) misunderstood me or something and said, "Okay, you can do a collage," and went digging for something. Then I looked at the wall (the festival is situated between two old brick buildings on the street) and saw a weird setup of pinned up pink fabric and suddenly realized that he had said collage...and then we had an argument. This probably came out of me visiting the Italian Street Painting website for this festival a few days ago to see the recent years' artwork.

I was somewhere (someone's house, I think) and was sitting next to this guy who I know of but have never spoken to in real life. He was a lot more attractive in the dream than in reality...as usual. He kept calling me ugly and I kept kicking him. It was stupid. I don't know why this boring piece was in my otherwise epic dream. And then we went into the bathroom and I went into a closet. I don't know.

This was the craziest most amazing part!!! We (I don't know who "we" is) were playing some board game. As I recall, it was somewhat like Risk and this probablly resulted because I actually only learned how to play Risk a few days ago. And there was some sort of territory conquering and whatnot and there was this special piece, that, if you found it, could only be placed in a very faint outline next to Puerto Rico. And every time you played the game, the board rearranged and all the territories were in random places. And apparently, that special piece (whatever it was/meant) was something Napoleon was hiding. I don't remember anything that explains anything but I just remember the colors were really artistic and awesome.

It was a good dream which probably contained even cooler things that I don't remember. I'm sleepy.