I woke up exhausted from dreaming this morning.
Of course, I don't remember most of it. I had to take a test of some kind, and it had to be turned in on CD-ROM.
Dream Keanu made an appearance, though.
He spilled salsa on me. On my favorite pants. Then rubbed it in.
Who wants to take a whack at that?
It might have something to do with the above picture hitting my inbox last night.
In a totally unrelated tangent (except for the fact that his images remind me of my dreamscapes), Bobby Burgess doth rock muchly.
it wahs | from inside the mind of krix at July 11, 2002 08:51 AM .Oh Krix, you do make me laugh...:)
Groovy pix, thanx for the link..;)
Posted by: Keanuette on July 11, 2002 12:42 PMI like the hand one....very freaky!
Posted by: Keanuette on July 11, 2002 12:43 PMI like this Bobby guy...he doth rock muchly...LOL
The fireworks pix are AWESOME!!
Posted by: Keanuette on July 11, 2002 12:47 PMYeah, he's amazing. And he can write wonderfully, too.
Posted by: krix on July 11, 2002 12:50 PMJust look at the smile on Cameron's face....
Yeah, I'd be smilin' girl.
Do I sound jealous?
Shit, yeah!
Oh, about your "Salsa" dream... Well, you can draw your own conclusions on that. But, Keanu could spill anything on my favorite pants, and I would beg him to "rub it in"
Posted by: Rhonda on July 11, 2002 01:06 PMBobby's sure does have a different outlook on life. I like 'My four bosses'. LMAO!
Posted by: Keanuette on July 11, 2002 01:28 PMRhonda...you took the words right out of my mouth!
Posted by: Ann on July 11, 2002 03:32 PMI think you should have made Dream!Keanu launder your pants...or at least make him pay you back otherwise. I'm sure you could think of ways.
I had a rather odd dream the other night that I *was* Keanu, and everyone was bitching at me. Hmm.
Posted by: Beeb on July 11, 2002 04:31 PMBEEB!
Where the fuck have you been?
KRIX!
In a big vat of goo...until this dude in a trenchcoat offered me a red pill. Now if only I could get all these tubes out of my arms, then everything would be peachy.
Posted by: Beeb on July 11, 2002 05:15 PMWell, I just added you to the blogroll, so you better update more than once a month.
Oh, and c'mere...there's still some goo on you.
I will. Scout's Honor!
*slimes on you*
Sorry, just lost in a bit of thought, imagining Keanu standing there with a big jar of salsa in his hand, and Krix going "don't . . . stop . . . don't . . . stop" ;)
Posted by: Craig on July 11, 2002 08:41 PMyeah Craig, and Krix going, "Give me the hot stuff, give me the hot stuff!"
sorry couldn't resist...
Hee! I've got Craig imagining Keanu.
My job is done here...
No krix, "don't...stop...don't...stop..." I particularly liked the nice touch of keanu holding the BIG jar of salsa. Heh heh heh.
Posted by: Lori on July 12, 2002 08:01 AMGee . . . I hate to disappoint you, Krix, but -- even though I saw My Own Private Idaho and I think Keanu is a fine actor and probably a fun guy to hang around with -- I don't think I'd enjoy him sensuously rubbing stuff into my pants.
Well -- okay -- maybe if I was in the right mood, and there was a girl there, too . . .
Posted by: (occasionally kinky) Craig on July 13, 2002 07:36 AM