Re: Whenever I recall a dream I had with Amber, I'll post he
Just woke up from this one:
I was doing some homework about finding hex codes for the family, class, and species of some bird. It wasn't a difficult assignment considering that they tell me what the family, class, and species is, and all I have to do is match them up with the hex codes listed on the reference sheet on the next page which I don't have to flip to. But anyway, I decide to get up and walk around after that, and as I went to the kitchen, Amber was there washing dishes manually. She asked me what the hex code was for hot water, then she asked me the hex code for cold water. I somehow knew these codes by heart so I told her. She was doing the dishes with her male roommate, so I left them alone.
At some point, it got to become another day. It was my lunch hour, and I had a date with Amber at her house. I arrived at 12pm (maybe her clock was behind or I was really that excited to get there). Clad in a short white bathrobe, she opened the door and let me in and gave me a nice hug. Amber's roommate looked at me funny, like I was some sort of pervert, so I definitely tried to avoid eye contact. I removed my '50s leather jacket (what the... I'm not even close to being that old) and placed it on one of those nubby things on the stairway railing.
We got to the center room which I assume to be Amber's room. There was a huge window, though, which could see the living room and vice versa. I wanted to shut the blinds so that no one could see what Amber and I were going to do. The blinds were broken, as they kept on reopening. Amber suggested that we put a map over the window so that we could get our privacy. Well, as soon as I did that, we started discussing how I should take a plane from Chile to Florida so I could help support a competing college. That's odd, considering that neither of us live in Chile, or anywhere near there. And why would I support a college which directly competes with mine?
Anyway, I glanced at her clock and saw that we were ten minutes into my lunch break and hadn't done much for the date. Just then, the TV turned on, and we somehow got all the things on the screen come into "real life". So for some reason, the celebrities started to talk to me about how awesome that the local sports team is going to be bought up by the same person. I don't know where this comes from because I really don't care too much about this when I'm awake.
All I wanted was some fun time with Amber, but all I got out of it was an awesome hug, an interesting conversation, and a downblouse cleavage shot. Not that those are bad, but I really wish my subsconscious wouldn't deny me a little more fun.
Is anyone reading these?
Anyway, back to sleep.