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ladyofastolat) wrote2013-08-15 10:02 am
ladyofastolat) wrote2013-08-15 10:02 am
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Dreams of sandwiches
Two nights ago, I dreamt that there was a huge queue at the Summerfest bar, with vast hordes of people wanting to buy filled rolls. I was freaking out because I had no rolls to sell them, since I'd been unable to find minions to make them. Then suddenly I noticed that the queue was beginning to diminish, with people going away happily. At the far end of the bar, I found a pair of minions selling filled rolls. "Look!" they said, beaming with childish pride. "We've made some rolls, and people are buying them!" I stared in horror at the huge tray in front of them. "You've made them out of jammy doughnuts!" I exclaimed. "We put sandwich filler in them," they said hopefully. "But they're doughnuts!" I cried. "They're covered in sugar!" "Oh," they said, their ears drooping sadly. "We thought it was salt."
Last night, I dreamt that there was a huge queue at the Summerfest bar, with vast hordes of people wanting to buy filled rolls. I was freaking out because I had no rolls to sell them, because the wholesaler hadn't turned up with today's order of sandwich fillers. Then, as I was sobbing on the ground in despair, a minion wandered up. "Oh, by the way," he said, "A man was wandering around a few hours ago with a delivery, so I told him to put it in the container kitchen." I ran to the container kitchen and threw open the doors, only to find the entire room packed from floor to ceiling with great vats of tuna mayonnaise sandwich filler, enough to feed a sizeable nation. "But no-one wanted tuna last year!" I wailed. "I need meatball and salsa!"
Later last night, I dreamt that there was a huge queue at the Summerfest bar, with vast hordes of people wanting to buy filled rolls. I was freaking out because I had no rolls to sell them, since all the minions I'd been able to find had been hard at work chopping vegetables. Then suddenly I noticed that the queue was beginning to diminish, with people going away happily. At the far end of the bar, I found a pair of minions selling filled rolls. "Look!" they said, beaming with childish pride. "We've made some rolls, and people are buying them!" I stared in horror at the huge tray in front of them. "You've filled them with raw chopped vegetables!" I said. "Quite apart from what you've done to the sandwiches, those vegetables were needed for tonight's stew!" "Oh, it's okay," said the minions. "We've got lots of tuna mayonnaise sandwich filler she can use instead."
I think I'm anxious about something, but I can't think what. If there are supposed to be messages in dreams, these are far too cryptic for me.
Last night, I dreamt that there was a huge queue at the Summerfest bar, with vast hordes of people wanting to buy filled rolls. I was freaking out because I had no rolls to sell them, because the wholesaler hadn't turned up with today's order of sandwich fillers. Then, as I was sobbing on the ground in despair, a minion wandered up. "Oh, by the way," he said, "A man was wandering around a few hours ago with a delivery, so I told him to put it in the container kitchen." I ran to the container kitchen and threw open the doors, only to find the entire room packed from floor to ceiling with great vats of tuna mayonnaise sandwich filler, enough to feed a sizeable nation. "But no-one wanted tuna last year!" I wailed. "I need meatball and salsa!"
Later last night, I dreamt that there was a huge queue at the Summerfest bar, with vast hordes of people wanting to buy filled rolls. I was freaking out because I had no rolls to sell them, since all the minions I'd been able to find had been hard at work chopping vegetables. Then suddenly I noticed that the queue was beginning to diminish, with people going away happily. At the far end of the bar, I found a pair of minions selling filled rolls. "Look!" they said, beaming with childish pride. "We've made some rolls, and people are buying them!" I stared in horror at the huge tray in front of them. "You've filled them with raw chopped vegetables!" I said. "Quite apart from what you've done to the sandwiches, those vegetables were needed for tonight's stew!" "Oh, it's okay," said the minions. "We've got lots of tuna mayonnaise sandwich filler she can use instead."
I think I'm anxious about something, but I can't think what. If there are supposed to be messages in dreams, these are far too cryptic for me.
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