Down By The River is still my favorite song XP
Ohmychrist I dreamt of NEIL. And I finally got to touch him. I was listening to "Down By The River" over and over as I slept, but I do that a lot. Guess the beautiful song finally decided to infiltrate my dreams. Ugh, sure took long enough. XP
Someone tapped me on the shoulder and I turned to see Neil standing not 5 feet from me. We were in this huge bedroom, I was sitting on a bed that was centered between the middle of the room and one side. Neil was standing in the middle of the room near one of the walls. There were several other people there, all off in different parts of the room and most of them were either high or getting high.
He was about 37-45 years old or so at first, then he was about 30.
Then I realized I had Chrome Dreams II with me and I asked him rather shyly, "Could I bother you to sign this?" as I tried to take the CD out of my purse, "Chrome-- Chrome Dr--... 2..."
I was stuttering all over myself and shaking, so I just handed him the CD and he smiled and said, "Sure, thanks."
I handed him a pen from my purse and he signed the case (the one I have is in a paper case). He was obviously amused at the effect he had on me, haha.
As he signed, I was muttering, "Oh my god, oh my god," in a squeelish, fangirly way, under my breath.
Then I had my camera with me (imagine that, hahaha).
When Neil handed back the CD, it was different. I actually watched the case change in his hands, but his signature was there and I hugged the CD instead of questioning why it had changed. I really wanted to hug him.
I said something along the lines of, "Oh my god thank you."
Then he was about 60 years old or so and talking to the crowd about how he went to another country and lost his taste for the English language. Then he started talking about tape and how he didn't like the kind of tape he found at the town we were in. (I have no idea why. It's kinda funny looking back XD)
Then he was 30 again. :s And he turned to face me, said something and put a yellow sticker on my upper lip. It basically covered my mouth, so I thought he might be telling me to shut up, but I wasn't saying anything, so that has me a bit confused now, haha. Then he handed me a larger sticker with something printed on it. I wish I could remember what it said. Then he handed me a disposable camera and a picture of himself dressed something like an early Marilyn Manson (shirtless with leather pants and strange makeup :s). Then the sticker over my mouth was just inexplicably gone. And so I asked him if I could take a picture of us together.
I told him I was sorry and asked, "but when will I get another chance like this?"
He'd already answered in the affirmative though.
Then he got on the bed with me, which I didn't exactly expect. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, pressed his chest against my back and put his chin on my shoulder, pressing his face against mine. He had a 5'o'clock shadow, I noticed. And I wanted him. I wanted to get a picture because I really didn't want to forget this at all, haha, but I really couldn't concentrate. Anyway, he moved before I could get the pic. I ended up laying down and he layed on top of me, his top half anyway. And I put my left arm around him, he put his face next to mine and I got the picture. Evil tease, lol. Actually, I'm not sure he was teasing, because then I got up to go to the restroom and he followed me.
And then I woke up. Damn it.
This is how he was dressed and his age through most of the dream:
Someone tapped me on the shoulder and I turned to see Neil standing not 5 feet from me. We were in this huge bedroom, I was sitting on a bed that was centered between the middle of the room and one side. Neil was standing in the middle of the room near one of the walls. There were several other people there, all off in different parts of the room and most of them were either high or getting high.
He was about 37-45 years old or so at first, then he was about 30.
Then I realized I had Chrome Dreams II with me and I asked him rather shyly, "Could I bother you to sign this?" as I tried to take the CD out of my purse, "Chrome-- Chrome Dr--... 2..."
I was stuttering all over myself and shaking, so I just handed him the CD and he smiled and said, "Sure, thanks."
I handed him a pen from my purse and he signed the case (the one I have is in a paper case). He was obviously amused at the effect he had on me, haha.
As he signed, I was muttering, "Oh my god, oh my god," in a squeelish, fangirly way, under my breath.
Then I had my camera with me (imagine that, hahaha).
When Neil handed back the CD, it was different. I actually watched the case change in his hands, but his signature was there and I hugged the CD instead of questioning why it had changed. I really wanted to hug him.
I said something along the lines of, "Oh my god thank you."
Then he was about 60 years old or so and talking to the crowd about how he went to another country and lost his taste for the English language. Then he started talking about tape and how he didn't like the kind of tape he found at the town we were in. (I have no idea why. It's kinda funny looking back XD)
Then he was 30 again. :s And he turned to face me, said something and put a yellow sticker on my upper lip. It basically covered my mouth, so I thought he might be telling me to shut up, but I wasn't saying anything, so that has me a bit confused now, haha. Then he handed me a larger sticker with something printed on it. I wish I could remember what it said. Then he handed me a disposable camera and a picture of himself dressed something like an early Marilyn Manson (shirtless with leather pants and strange makeup :s). Then the sticker over my mouth was just inexplicably gone. And so I asked him if I could take a picture of us together.
I told him I was sorry and asked, "but when will I get another chance like this?"
He'd already answered in the affirmative though.
Then he got on the bed with me, which I didn't exactly expect. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, pressed his chest against my back and put his chin on my shoulder, pressing his face against mine. He had a 5'o'clock shadow, I noticed. And I wanted him. I wanted to get a picture because I really didn't want to forget this at all, haha, but I really couldn't concentrate. Anyway, he moved before I could get the pic. I ended up laying down and he layed on top of me, his top half anyway. And I put my left arm around him, he put his face next to mine and I got the picture. Evil tease, lol. Actually, I'm not sure he was teasing, because then I got up to go to the restroom and he followed me.
And then I woke up. Damn it.
This is how he was dressed and his age through most of the dream: