Really? I find myself to be super confident in dreams!
Like last night I had two seperate dreams revolving around Michael Vartan and Jennifer Garner. I blame a convo I had with spikerules before going to bed, on that.
Anyway, in the first dream -
I seemed to actually be Michael Vartan, but I knew I was him, so I must of actually been aware of the fact I looked like him. So, me (Michael) and Jennifer Garner were in a sort of gondola thing, drifting down a lovely river. She was all pregnant and stuff as she is now.
We were having a discussion about some things and she kept trying it on with me. I was all "What about your husband?" but she didn't really reply, just grinned.
We spent some time just floating down the river, talking.
Then some time seemed to pass and I for some reason mention that I thought Paternity Tests should be standard for anyone having a baby, as they should be a 100% sure who the father is incase of medical emergencies in the future. She just laughed again.
There was a lot of laughing and flirting in that dream.
The second dream was more complex -
I was myself, and in Spain in the little town where my dad has a house. I was walking along side the beach and my dad was there and said "It's a shame it's not hot" and I was like "It's boiling!".
Then I walked further along and Michael Vartan was there. We didn't really seem to know each other but we got along and walked together. He said he was holidaying there to get away from the press.
Anyway, we were walking down these fields with really tall grass because he had rented a house there. There were various people lounging in the grass with wooden shack type homes. (tells you a lot about my vision of Spain).
Then I just seemed to be back somewhere else and he was nowhere to be seen. So, I'm strolling along when who do I see but - Jennifer Garner! She wasn't pregnant anymore though, and I think she was wearing the same outfit she was wearing the season 5 opener of Alias.
Anyway, we got to chatting like old friends. It seems she was in Spain to avoid the press too. I wondered to myself if she knew Mr. Vartan was here too. So, we're walking along and her rented house seems to be in the same fields his is! Except her's is further along and we just talk about random stuff all the way.
We reach a fence and she sits on it saying she'd rather I didn't see her house incase I'm a spy for the Press. I laughed at that and say on the fence next to her.
Some old guy is sitting nearby and he says to me "You've got good taste in women" (which is something along the lines of what spikerules told me last night, I realised when I woke up!)
I thanked him and me and Jen (as I will now call her) had a nice laugh about that. Then I said to her next time we should just walk around to get here instead of going through the fields.
Next thing I know that guy from the Black Eyed Peas (the one with the long hair) is all "You can't do that. That's still fields". So I was like "Oh".
Anyway, we all had to leave the fields for some reason and to do that we had to go through the maze of a house. I think I recognised Paul from Neighbours in there...So, I was finding my way out and Jen started to get chatted up by this Spanish Lothario. Then she went off with him. So I was like "Fine", and went off down the high street to some shops feeling all pissed off. I was in some shop where things cost a lot of money when Jen comes in with some lady (and possibly the lothario) and they're complaining about how they have no money. So she offers to get them some! I'm rolling my eyes like "You idiot" as she goes to get them money.
She comes back and gives them money and they're all "no, we can't take it" (con artists!) but she's all "I'll pay you for that" (it's like some pog thing, or a gambling chip wit ha picture of Nadia from Alias on it!) so they do that.
I'm staring at this really fancy shirt and then I just leave cos I'm bitterly disappointed in Jen.
I find myself in front of one of those things l - a kiosk type thing - filled with goth jewellery and stuff. I'm looking around with all these boys who are also looking. Then Erdam - this guy from my old class - orders some kind of meal from the guys behind the counter.
Jen sidles up to me and I roll my eyes but forgive her, I guess. She points out some rings and stuff and as I'm looking at that some guy who was standing next to me tried to lift my skirt up! (I have no idea why I'm wearing a skirt suddenly) I just move away and smile.
So, I go to the guys behind the counter and point at some black nail polish, putting my £'s on the counter thinking I'm going to buy the nail polish. Instead it seems the guy is going to paint my nails for me! He does it really sloppily and we chat about England, he's very good with English, and Jen's watching. By the time he's finished my nails are clear again.
So, I'm walking down the road with Jen and saying "I forgot! It's Euro's here! I just paid with pounds" and she's saying "I wanted to go to the theater" and I'm all "The theater? We can if you want to..."
Then I woke up. WOAH. long. It's like a story!
In-between those two dreams I had a weird dream about a Dracula type person who wanted to eat these kids and they had to stay on a table and chair to avoid it. And Uma Thurman was in it, crawling along the ground to get to sunlight...
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