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Friday, September 01, 2006

| | | Marvel Nemesis + Porn = Jason Statham? | | |

My subconscious mind mingled the last two things I did last night before I went to bed. First I was playing Marvel Nemesis: Rise of the Imperfects and then I watched some porn. Really, can one think of a better synthesis for a dream?

I was on some sort of mission with my employee, JoAnn. I guess we were stealing something. We were maybe on the fifth floor of a building. We had to get to this room, but there were some construction workers working. JoAnn creates a distraction and one of them comes out of the room they're working in. She has hidden up in the rafters somehow and as he walks beneath her, she jumps down, kicking him in the head and he falls unconscious.

I go over to his prone body. He is very handsome and looks a little like that actor Jason Statham, except actually a little more beefy, hairier, and a little better-looking.

I quickly think we need to tie him up, because JoAnn weighs about 90 pounds and how much damage could she have possibly done (and, come to think of it, how'd she get in my dream and be my partner)?

There're extension cords all over the place so I grab one, but it's tangle in another so it's cumbersome and I'm trying to wrap his wrists and not doing a very good job and I'm afraid to move him but as I do I notice that not only are his pants open, but he's sporting wood. I look up at his face and he's got this little half-smile on, but I don't think he's conscious, more that he subconsciously likes to be dominated, so now I'm extra scared he's gonna wake up and take out his fear of his fantasies on me. But also I can help myself and while I'm trying to tie his wrists I touch down there a couple of times.

He wakes up. He's pissed. He immediately starts struggling.

JoAnn tells me to hold him while she takes care of the other guy.

Me and my guy struggle a little bit more and he breaks one of his hands free (me and my crappy knot skills). Soon he's totally free and he's chasing me around the room. I pull a run-under-a-table move and bolt out the door and down the steps. He's following me, but I'm faster. I get out of the building and make it to the next building where my car is. That's really all I remember.

Brian posted at 8:43 AM.
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