“The Journal of Wall Grimm” 63: Horror Movie Dreams & Grimm’s Goods on Display

March 7, 2013

I had a dream about John Lennon last night, we were hanging out and he was trying to tell me something but I kept ignoring him because he was being all mysterious and he got on my nerves.  I was like, “I don’t care if you’re John Lennon, you’re pissing me off.”  Finally he went away, then later in my dream I was like, “where’d John Lennon go?” and I was kinda sad.  This is not the first time I’ve dreamed of John Lennon.

I often dream of celebrities.  It seems cool, but the celebrities are usually there for a reason, like they are symbolic of something, they are there to give me a message, or they are foreboding because something bad is going to happen in my life.  The last thing is especially true if I have dreams with a celebrity in it 3 nights in a row.  It doesn’t even have to be the same celebrity.  It gets even more complicated.  It’s more true if that dream is kind of like a horror movie in that there’s human slaughter of some kind.  I don’t see the murder, only the aftermath.  And even more true if in the dream I have blood on my hands, then yet again if I’m holding a knife.

I say even more true but it’s always true, if any one of those factors comes into play.  For example, I had a dream once that I was wandering through this strange house and there were body parts kind of strewn all over the place, like there was a face on a book shelf and things like that.  Arnold Schwartzenegger was in it but I forget what he was doing.  I was wandering through this house and picked up a knife and looked down.  The knife was covered in blood and so the blood got on my hands.  So that was one dream.  I had two more dreams.  Then a couple days later something bad happened.  I was in high school then, and so the frequency of these things has diminished.

But last night I dreamed of John Lennon and it wasn’t like a horror movie, it was more of a thriller because I was searching for something and couldn’t find it, but someone also was searching me out.  I had a switchblade in my pocket and when I opened it, it cut my hand.  So this would be the first of three if I have them, then I don’t know what will come after that.

My favorite celebrity dream was about a month ago I dreamed about Salma Hayek.  I went to see “Here Comes the Boom” and that night I dreamed about her.  Well that wasn’t a horror movie, and it wasn’t quite porn, but yeah, I liked it.  Even though she’s like about 20 years older than me or something like that.  She’s hot.

I think it would be really cool to dream about Gary Oldman, but it hasn’t happened.

Yesterday I went to the doctor to have him check out my leg, I don’t even know how long it’s been since my injury but he said I don’t need the brace anymore, or I can alternate day to day, which I’ve already been doing.  I don’t know if I can get more pain meds out of him after those I got yesterday, but I’ve grown to like them too much.  I knew they were addicting but I think I was in denial as to how much.  But whatever.

So I went yesterday and they x-rayed me again and everything, and they wanted me to take my pants off so they could do that, but I would wear a Johnny to offer some modesty but I was supposed to keep my underwear on.  I forgot about that and I wasn’t wearing underwear, so I went in to get the x-rays and they did a few, then someone else came in and went in the little glass room then came out and said she was going to get me some Johnny shorts.  She said they don’t offer much more privacy unless positioned right, but better than the landscape she saw.

So basically those two other people were getting a glimpse of my goods and not saying anything.  Should I be flattered?  Should I feel violated?  I choose flattered, because it means they thought it was worth seeing, or it wasn’t such a bad experience that they needed to end it.

Anyway it’s snowing now and we’re getting hit with another storm, so maybe my leg will be healed enough to go skiing this weekend.  Hmmmmm, maybe that’s not a good idea.  Well, I’m tired, I think I’m going to jerk off and go back to sleep.  Good bye invisible journal reading people….

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previous Grimm 62: The Tattoos, Hasty, Patrick, & Getting Zozzled http://wp.me/p41c99-af

next Grimm 64: Kissing Pete, Grimm’s Alley Fetish, & Sweetheart’s News http://wp.me/p41c99-aq

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12 thoughts on ““The Journal of Wall Grimm” 63: Horror Movie Dreams & Grimm’s Goods on Display

  1. Desiree G

    Woohoo!! I’m all caught up! (Yes, I’m cheating because I am only reading them as you move them to their new home.) But I’m loving it!

  2. Cool idea about the dreams.

    • Actually all that dream stuff is true. I journaled the John Lennon dream, and I even have another one about him I haven’t included yet. I also used to really have those horror movie dreams.

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