12:20:2003 Entry: "Ann : DREAM with stupid jock guy"
DREAM with stupid jock guy
I can't remember the whys and wheres of this dream, but all I can recall is being in a cubicle like the lower part of a bunk bed, but it was more enclosed. There were a bunch of people milling around me, and I felt I had found a place of refuge from them, but for some reason some dork guy (average/tall, average weight but prone to heaviness, built sort of like a college football player but more like a businessman, short/average blond hair, small nose...late 20s/early 30s, very Colorado 1980s-ish) reaches/leans into my cubicle. I clear my throat to let him know that I am there. He says that he needs to get something and leans right across me to grab it, whatever "it" is. I found his actions very rude, and I could feel his beard stubble brush against my face. He was THAT close. So I decided to blow on him. He stopped what he was doing, like he was angry, and I was afraid he was going to lash out violently at me. I forgot what happened next.