I dream of Kidneys.

Wow, another dream post, thats never happened before. Well, this IS NOT going to be a dream diary weblog, it is just that I want Tough Nuff's ideas on what it all means.

So, I am having this dream where I am in Geelong, although it isn't Geelong, but for some reason, my mind thinks it is. Kinda like when a TV show shoots in New York, but pretends it is LA or something. Same thing. This wasn't Geelong.

Stupid brain.

So I am in Geelong (but I wasn't) and for some reason I am at a birthday party in KFC, and there is a nutjob, ranting and raving at something. Something that I did, but it wasn't clear, cause I wasn't in Geelong, although it was.

He starts waving a knife about, all the while ranting, then goes outside and starts slashing tyres of cars.

Thinking that I would get the wrath of the people in KFC thrown down on me, I thought I could inform everyone what was happening, and get them to go outside to "stop" him. Well it work.

Scene change.

We are now in a barn, the kind where they do boot scooting in. Possibly a B 'n' S Ball venue. Come to think of it, there was Bundy and coke ads up on the wall. Well anyway, this part I can recall, clear as day.

The nutter says. "One shot is a amature, two shots is a professional."

I then look up to my left, and what could have been a DJ booth, there were three men, pointing handguns at me.

Some how I got the group of angry KFC customers, now Boot Scooters, to surround me and give the gun men a harder target to hit. The crown started moving, and I lost sight of the nut bag.

I started to panic, looking around for him everywhere, then I feel a cold blade enter my back and slice through my kidneys, twice. Next thing I remember is falling down in a pool of my own blood then waking up outside a Hospital, 100% fine.

I don't know what that means. Maybe I have been playing too much GTA.

Well the dream then goes on to me having teh sex with a old Girlfriend. I mean, WTF, I havn't had a dream of her in like 5 years, then I have a sex dream about her. Then we end up (still having teh sex) at some float parade, watching a giant Richard Nixon in army gear, sitting in a Jeep with the number plate saying "I <3 Nam" Now if that isn't WTF material, then I don't know what is.

Tough Nuff, I need some thoughts on this. Anyone else can help too.