Dirty Dishes

4-22-2006 - 7:52 a.m.

I had a long dream last night about my ex-boyfriend. He had bought a new house, and it was a nice house, which struck me as very odd considering that he was broke when I knew him. I spent half the dream trying to determine how much he had paid for the house and wondering how the hell he got the money. He had apparently made a business for himself by carving little wooden dogs for people. I told him his dogs were ugly (which they were) and then ran away. Then I ended up running around the house, hiding from him in various places. When he found me-- hiding behind his back door--he wasn't mad. I ended up taking a nap in his guest bedroom.

He also had dirty dishes everywhere in his house-- an entire room was filled up with them-- and I was completely disgusted by that.

I'm tempted to search for the meaning of all of this in my Dream Dictionary, but I'm afraid that the answer would be that I'm just a fucking weirdo with an aversion to dirty dishes.

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