bananas, this shit is

[koncupiscence]

okay this is getting ridiculous. i swear, i hardly ever have dreams about celebrities. i think i've had maybe three or four orlando dreams total. and that's over how many years? i think i'll just private-post these from now on (for my own amusement) if this keeps up. i would have with this one too, but it included a brief cameo from slightlytricky and so i felt compelled to share.

SO... frank iero dream #4:


i'm driving my family somewhere. no idea where we were going, but for some reason i think we were in burbank. so i'm stopped at a red light. doot do doo... i look over to my left to see the cars coming from the other direction and there's tricky sitting in her car (also stopped at a red light; i guess the people with the left turn arrows must have the green light). she's staring back at me with the O_O face, slightly indicating with her head and holding a sign that says, "i think that's frank iero?" what? holy shit!

i look at the car next to hers and sure enough, frank fucking iero in the driver's seat. UM... first thought: omg, i'm so touched, tricky's totally got my back and she's not even into mcr! ♥ second thought: "MOM, GET MY CELL PHONE OUT OF MY BAG PLEASE." like now omg. she's too slow and confused so i take my eyes off of mister iero for three seconds as i grab my purse, whip out my cell, his light turns green (!), go photo-gadget go, i point and click JUST as his car is passing in front of mine and then he's gone. :( the picture should have been a blurry mess of nothing, but thanks to the power of dreams, it turned out well, huzzah! and my last thought: holy shit, frankie's in la. what the hell is he doing here? aaauuuughh. the end.

there was this last little amended part to the dream later in the night where i go over to their apartment (bc naturally all the members of mcr are renting an apartment together during their stay here). anyhow, i'm there with a wad of cash, bc apparently we worked on one of their cars and so... i needed to pay them? (er, why am i paying them? it never occurred to me in my dream that it should be the other way around.) so i'm there in the entry way saying helloooo? but the only person home is one of the gf's/wives (maybe alicia? not sure). anyhow, i didn't really want to just leave my money with her, but i had no justifiable reason to stick around and wait for one of the guys. and she could totally see right through me and my shady motives. so i handed over the cash and left. sigh.

maybe i need to lay off the crack pipe youtube before bed.

Comments

[overloved.livejournal.com]

lollllllllll

[koncupiscence.livejournal.com]

last night's youtubing didn't even involve frank. it was all pete, and yet still. x_O

i can go back to the sexytiems dreamz nao?

[overloved.livejournal.com]

but any frank dream is better than no frank dream, right?

[koncupiscence.livejournal.com]

yiiiiiis. this is true.

[phineasjones.livejournal.com]

i really hope you don't stop posting these publicly. i find them so very entertaining.

[koncupiscence.livejournal.com]

well that's good to hear, bc i feel like a total doof. they'll def remain behind an lj-cut, at the very least, to spare the innocent. :D

[yellow-oranges.livejournal.com]

Hee! Oh crack dreams, how I love them. I thought you were going to whip out your cell phone and call his car!

...you know, I don't think I've _ever_ dreamed about Orlando!! Bean, Viggo, Astin, Dom, Elijah, Billy, Karl, even Ian McKellen but not Orli! Unfair!

[koncupiscence.livejournal.com]

omg all those people and no orli? sadface. i remember dreaming about dom once, he didn't say anything but i got one of his gigantor goofy grins, so that was nice. :D

[slightlytricky.livejournal.com]

I have skills.

[koncupiscence.livejournal.com]

don't i know it.