Dream # 4 ~ 8/23/98 One Tequilla, Two Tequilla, Three Tequilla, Four...

I started having this really fucked up dream about my roomate and my mother. My mother just drove up to Boston to see me, and me & my roomate were baking cookies, or something. I remember that I spilled something on myself and my roomate left to get me a change of clothes. The next thing I know, we had 3 tickets to a Red Sox game. We were in the stadium and we went outside to our car to meet somebody. Everyone was treating me extra nicely, and I couldn't understand why. So up comes this weird tall ugly older guy and he says. "You need to go down that hill and around the corner and talk to the guy in the sleek, deboniar, cadillac." Without questioning it, I went. But I couldn't find the guy. Now deep in the back of my mind I had felt that they were going to surprize me to meet Adam Sandler. So anyways I started to walk back to the car when this guy taps on my shoulder, and he said, "Come with me Heather." And I followed. We ended up in this really cozy room in the stadium, and the door opens. And it was Steve Buscemi. I was like very happy but acted as if it happened all the time. The first thing I asked him, before he even sat down was, "There is something that I have always wanted to ask you, and I had to do it in person. Is your name pronounced Booskemi or Booshemi?" And just then, before he got a chance to open his mouth, the door swings open again. And in walks Adam, I turned my head and Steve moved out of the chair next to mine and was in the corner. The first thing Adam said to me was, "So, were you surprized my little pudding pop?" And all I said at that point was, blah..blah.. I couldn't talk. Then I had some lemonade and we started to takl. I thought of Stev but when I turned around he was gone, the only two people in the room were Adam & I. "I have known about you, I just wanted to make you wait a little longer, because I knew that then our initial meeting would all that much better for you." He said. I was happy but not surpized at how down to earth he was. He then asked me if I wanted to roll around on the floor naked with him, and I said, "Hell Yeah! Bring it on!" As I was pulling my shirt over my head I woke up. Damnit, everytime. But the funny thing is where I woke up. Somewhere between my house and Cape Cod, in my truck at a rest area. And then I remembered all the shots of Tequilla I did the night before. Thank god I pulled over, or I might not be here to recite my dreams!!!! It was very bizarre, but a dream I won't soon forget.

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