I’ve seen threads on here about doper dreams, but have dismissed the thought of having my own thinking, “Ehh, these people have probably met each other and attended each other’s weddings. Makes sense that they’re making guest appearances in dreams.” I’ve never met anyone from here, don’t really plan on it, spend absolutely zero time thinking about dopers when I’m not online and have only seen a handful of pics. It’s kind of tough to have a dream about a username, y’know. But alas, during my I-don’t-feel-like-working-on-this-15-20-page-research-paper-so-I’m-taking-a-break nap, I had a dream about Q.E.D.!
In the dream (Oh God, this is so stupid. Why am I sharing this?), apparently QED and I had been chatting on Yahoo messenger for a long time and became online buddies. After months of this, he (Oh god, this is really stupid) proclaimed his love for me. Yes, I know what you’re thinking. What the heck?! I was thinking the same thing. I don’t remember what exactly I said to provoke this declaration, but it was something that had something to do with something that would have gotten in the way of a relationship between us. I think. So now that you know exactly what was said, I was stunned. I tried explaining that I was too young and too far away for him, but then he – err – wait, I don’t even remember how the rest of the dream went. All I remember is saying something, QED’s profession of love and the shock and disbelief that followed.
Okay, so I don’t have much of a story here. I just felt the need to let everyone know that I had a doper dream. And now back to that research paper.
Actually, yes. Kidding. If you really wanna know, it’s about communism in Italy during the 1940s. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about the PCI, would you? :dubious:
I’ve been lurking for a while and finally registered, but mostly just check out MPSIMS. A couple of weeks ago I had this dream in which I was herding sheep astride a talking horse named Tiburon. When I woke up, I couldn’t imagine where that name came from. A few days later, I discovered a doper by that name posting on the boards. The subconscious does work in mysterious ways, eh?
This story is going to make me giggle for a while. Can’t wait until the man himself arrives. I once told him I’d marry him. This is taking it to a whole new level. shakes head
I’m seriously laughing out loud. My mother wants to know why I find a dull grey/blue website so hilarious.
Aholibah, just so you don’t get worried you just dreamt that name up, it’s also the name for “shark” in some language as well as being a new model/make (whatever) of car. Honda Tiburon, I think:)
Hardy har, I meant il Partito Comunista Italiano, of course. Where’s QED, damn it? Um, not that it matters since I’m in the middle of writing my paper and all and don’t really have time to be checking message boards… and stuff. Bye.
