Prince Valium

I dreamed that when Alex came over to pick me up, he had gotten his hair cut like Prince Valium, the sleepy prince from Spaceballs. You know, the guy that Druish Princess Vespa was supposed to marry before Lone Star and Barf saved her. That old guy. Anyway, Alex looked just like him, bangs, hair curled under at the ends and maybe even a little lip gloss.

I looked at him in horror- I could not understand why he would do such a thing to his appearance. Reading my mind he says "You wanted me to try to be more fashionable." He became more and more amused the more I stared in horror. He batted his luxurious eyelashes at me, puckered his shiny lips and started to sing, "America, FUCK YEAH!" his favorite line from Team America. This guy with a Prince Valium haircut is taunting me?!?!

I just stood there wondering if we really had to leave the house that night.

Lips and sweet walls.

My bedroom is really HOT and really DRY. So last night while I was sleeping my lips must have just gotten completely dried out and my upper lip cracked, which hurt. This happened in real life, but at the time I was dreaming, and when my lip cracked everyone was celebrating as if I had just been bat mitzvahed or something, and I thought, "Why are you all so happy? All I did was crack my lip!"

Later, I dreamt that I was helping my mom wallpaper my brother's old bedroom. Only once I had cut all of the pieces did I realize that the wallpaper was made out of maple syrup and shaved coconut. It occurred to me that this might not be the best material to use to wallpaper a room, especially since we have pets.