anissa

It happend again.

I feel asleep during some show, and the dialoge from the show provides the running dialoge for the dream.

This time it was the Home Shopping Network.

Ok... I was in my house, but it wasn't quite my house. It was like my house and my grandmothers old house smashed together and bigger.

So I'm in the house and the tv is left on the HSN, but nobody is home. All these HSN hosts come rushing in and I I find myself locked into a school desk. This one host that looked like the Snapple lady started lecturing me about products and I look over and this girl Keisha I knew from high school is sitting in a silver drop top Cadillac.

But she is locked in, like I am to this desk.

Then the scene shifts to a gigantic HSN office building slash compound. Me and Keisha are just sitting in her car wondering whats going on as this guy Ricky I know appears.

We start formulating a plan to escape.

Eventually we get to the lobby via lots of careful planning and sneaking around.

We manage to get to the revolving door, which leads to the yard were the employees retarted children are kept.

So Keisha, Ricky, and myself decide that Keisha and I are going to pretend to be retarded and Rick is going to knock out the security guard and take his uniform.


While Ricky goes to get the uniform, me and Keisha argue about what kind of retarded we're going to be. I say since I'm not about gnarled fingers and smacking myself, I'll be autistic. She was going to cerebral palsy.

So Ricky gets the uniform and we go out into the "holding yard" and do our best to stay incognito.
I guess somebody suspected us as we inched towards the door cause all this HSN empolyees started dropping from the skylight on ropes and rushing in through door.

Before I knew it we were back inside. Thrown in the attic, which looked alot like Spencer's gifts.

We momentarily forget we're trapped and start fawning over all this useless crap, much like I do when I'm really in Spencer's.
For some reason there's pictures of the three of us together as kids, even though I only met Keisha in high school, and I've known Ricky less than a year.

Anyway, we're sitting there and Nikka Costa come from no where all crazed and doped out like shes been drugged and she keeps telling me that admiting it is the only way to save us.
And I'm like admit what? That I have a crush on Ricky?
Then Ricky looks my way and Dream Weaver starts playing, then Nikka Costa goes NO! You know what I mean.
So I fight with it for a minute, cause I know what she means.

I turn to her and go... "Ok, yes, I did like your album."

And the whole joint starts shaking and falling apart and we start shopping and just throwing stuff into bags.
I'm grabbing mostly candles, blacklight posters, jewelery, pipes, and photographs.
Out of no where my friend Chene pops up and starts looting too.

We all finally run out and the evil Home Shopping Network cult come crashing down and my cousin is standing there going, "I told you Nikka Costs was good."