Wednesday, November 09, 2005

I find honesty very attractive

Which is why I think this conversation I had with Mary Ann this morning quite amusing:

Me: So I had this really weird nightmare last night, that had…

So, that was pretty weird wasn’t it? I think it could make a good senior film project for some feminist film student somewhere.

Mary Ann: Yeah. It could also be really great material for a session with a psychiatrist.

Me: Thanks for your support.

6 comments:

Jason Heilpern said...

What was the dream????

Anonymous said...

I don't think any of us mere mortals really should delve into Matt's dreams. The things that run through his feverish brain while awake are scary enough. My sympathies to you, Mary Ann! :}
kp

Anonymous said...

Poor Matthew. But in my defense, I am normally very supportive. VERY supportive.

Josh said...

in truth, no one really cares about other people's dreams. no offense, but it's one of the most dreaded phrases: "i had the wierdest dream last night..." NOOOOO!!! i, for one, applaud you for not boring/burdening us with what was surely a significant dream. the funny thing is the same effect is had whenever i start any story... i get halfway through and realize how painful it is for the other party to feign interest... but i am kind of curious what the dream was. you and megan should get together and analyze each other's dreams

Terra said...

our whole family is known for really weird dreams- I had a dream last night of our old nieghbor Mrs.Beam- all about going in her house (I'm not sure I've ever been in there) and helping her out because someone was stealing from her.
blegh.

Mr.B said...

I'm ok with hearing the dreams of my close friends but when someone I barely know at the office comes and tell "oh wow I dreamt about you last night, I was... etc.." I'm like: AAAAAAAAAH!

It seems that when you get older your dreams become more coherent... but the most bizarre (and most interesting) dreams happen during your childhood and teen years. I used to dream of flying, I also dreamt once that my best friends was chasing the school bus like a dog and I was inside the bus throwing bones at him... I also dreamt of engaging in, erm hum, you know... in the schoolyard in front of a teacher and all sorts of other stuff that I cant remember :-)