Dre-e-e-e-eam, dream dream dream

Someone, I don't recall who, told me recently that they do not believe that dreams actually have any meaning. I find that impossible.

Last night, I dreamt that the roommate and I were sitting around the living room, talking. She peeled open a banana and started to eat it. When she realized the entire banana was pitch black and mushy, after taking a bite out of it, she gagged and spit the banana pieces all over the table. Then a bug started crawling out of the banana, and it was the kind of bug that gets under your skin and turns you into a zombie killer on The X-Files. We both started to scream, and tried in vain to alert bug-and-mouse-killer-cat John Brown to its presence. But it got away.

Later, I dreamt that I was at my grandparent's house, only it was really my aunt's vacation house on Lake Luzerne in upstate New York. We were being terrorized by someone in the basement. In a normal response to being terrorized, I decided to sneak into a back bedroom and have sex with Chris from The Sopranos, who I actually find quite repulsive. When the subject of him going down on me came up, he said, "I don't do that." And I still had sex with him! He also told me all about the other girls I had slept with that week, and insulted me a couple of times during the sex. It was all very, very strange.

According to Swoon's Dream Dictionary...

Spoiled bananas indicate disappointment in friends.
If you succeed in killing bugs or otherwise getting rid of them, it signifies that your difficulties will be easier to overcome than you anticipate.
A basement means you need to be firm about refusing plans which don't really appeal to you.

Yeah, I don't know what it means either. But I did notice they have a definition for Merkins! Holly and I were going to start our own exotic Merkin business at one point. I still think it could really take off.