|"She's got animal issues..."
||[May. 13th, 2004|04:21 pm]
I dream of....
As some of you may already know, Crystal and I signed a lease for an apartment come August (just the 2 of us -- yay!). In my dream last night, she tells me that she decided that Justin will be living with us again. Of course, I am a little upset with the news, but I just deal with it because there's pretty much nothing I can do if I want to keep her as a roommate.
In actuality, we are getting a 2 bedroom apartment, but in my dream world we had one big bedroom to share, so we invested in bunk beds. Boy, was I thrilled. :Þ Not only that, but everyday Crystal would bring a new baby animal home to live with us. At first, she brought the usual type of pets a person would bring home with them -- kittens, puppies, etc. But soon her pet-adopting idea began to get out of control as she decided to also bring home baby monkeys, pigs, and cows also. We had our own little tiny farm!
So I come home late from work one night, and yes, there's a baby cow sleeping in my bed, and like a balloon poked with a needle, my built up frustration finally bursts out. I woke Crystal up with my screaming, and she acts like I'm the weird one for freaking out about the baby cow sleeping in my bed. I decide that I don't want to argue with her at that particular time, so I opt for sleeping on the couch in the living room.
I walk out there, and a baby monkey follows and watches me as I plop down on the couch in resignation.
"Hello, Rebecca," he says simply and hops up onto the couch cushions beside me.
Wow...a talking monkey!! I'm thinking.
I say "hey" back, and then the monkey begins to confide in me that he has been unhappy, but that he really likes me and wants me to be his new owner. So needless to say, the monkey and I become inseparable best buddies, and I take him everywhere with me, showing him off to everyone, my new baby talking monkey.