gamo*phi parade

Encounters of the Dream Kind

I know I'm obsessive...and I know I obsess over the fact that I'm obsessive. I know. I can't help it. It's just my nature. I obsess over anything and everything. I obsess over shoes. I obsess over the order of my icons on my taskbar. I obsess over my blog, over my nails, over great musicians like Jill Sobule. I realize that in obsessively obsessing over people on the gamo*phi parade, I am pinning myself a "fan"...and I mean that in the worst sense of the word. But I don't care.

Last night I had a very bizarre dream. My sister and I needed to get haircuts and we wanted to go to the best of the best. Well, in my dream I had heard from someone that Jill Sobule gives really great haircuts and that she's the new pink in the stylist world. So, naturally, we went over to her house. It was a small, poorly lit, dank-like place. The house was filled with tchotchke...the most random shit ever. There were Care Bears, Rainbow Brites, stuffed animals...junk, just plain junk. You would have thought a crazy old woman lived there. It was really weird. But one of the cool things was that she had guitars everywhere...all kinds (but no pink one). Jill was super nice to us and said I could play any of them while I waited for her to do my sister's hair. I was really nervous...it was Jill Sobule! I was at her house! I heart Jill Sobule! (Is this dream a little stalkerish?) She gave my sister a cute little bob. It was my turn and I was telling her I just needed my hair reshaped because it had been growing out since my last cut and was a little uneven. She started to get really into it...spazzing out and showing me what she wanted to do with my hair...and then I woke up. Doh. It was soo weird...but soo cool! Dreams with famous people are always fun. But I sometimes think it's strange how I can conjure up a whole relationship or encounter with someone I don't really know...an experience that seems so real in my dreams that I second guess it the second I wake up. Ooh. I doubt Jill would appreciate knowing that she shows up in people's dreams all the time. Now I feel a little uncomfortable. Dreams are weird.