Wednesday, February 21, 2007

My End

Over the course of the last few weeks I've been exposed to a prophesy that has me thinking of doom. DOOM I said!!

I don't want to alarm you, but my days may be numbered. Well, I guess all of us could say the same, as dying is inevitable, but I think my days on this earth may be a bit shorter than I anticipated. Why? Dreams. Not even my dreams. This is actually dreams of two co-workers that predict my demise. One co-worker had two dreams about my death and then another just reported that she had a dream about my death too.

Normally I'm not a big believer of dreams predicting the future or anything like that, but when it happens and then happens and then happens again, it starts to infiltrate the ol' noggin a bit. Why people are having dreams about me at all is one thing, but dreams about my death is beyond my comprehension. But, it's not like I have any control over that. Also, it should be noted that the two dreamers are located in different offices and do not really communicate with each other so there was no chance of cross-fertilization of ideas. Anyway, here's the breakdown:
Dream #1 - Apparently this one was suicide or accidental suicide. I messed something up at work and was ultra upset about it (unlikely). As opposed to taking a day off or drowning my misery in booze I decided to actually drown myself. I jumped onto the ice on some frozen body of water, went through the ice and down into my icy water tomb.

Dream #2 - Some sort of horrible car crash. The dreamer isn't sure if I died or was just badly injured. Either way isn't particularly good.

Dream #3 - I was outside my old office and some guy comes up and shoots me in the face. Dead. I asked, and the dreamer said I definitely didn't instigate the shooter. It was just totally random. Also, the shooter was quick enough with the shot and escape that nobody could ID him. Avenge me!! Avennnnge Me!!!!!!!!!!!
So, that is all in the death dream department for now. If any of these events come true please see to it that the dreamers are held in some sort of mystical regard. Maybe they can go talk about it on Larry King or Geraldo or something. After all, I have always been a fan of Geraldo's crazy mustache.

12 comments:

A Lover and a Fighter said...

when you go, can i please have your wee ipod and your digital cam?

thanks. i'll miss you a lot.

Anonymous said...

$200 says you die from an overdose of bacon.

AP

- Stacey - said...

Too bad you couldn't pick which way you'd like to go out of those three. Don't you think drowning would be a horrid way to go?

If I had a choice, I'd like to be shot in the face. No matter how I phrase that it can be interpreted badly.

I'm going now.

Lozo said...

stacey, if i had a choice, i'd shoot you in the face too. interpret that how you want. as long as "how you want" is "me ejaculating in your face."

dmbmeg said...

So according to this logic, when I have sex dreams, it's foreshadowing that I'm going to have sex?

If this is true, I should be Jenna Jameson. Either that, or that I'm going to have a giant pet penguin someday cause I dream about that too.

lz said...

I've been told that death dreams mean that someone's preggers, so you might want to phone home, kiddo.

WJR said...

Lozo, always one step too far.

Kevin Lui said...

It's a premonition! Something is going to happen at your beer fund raising-snowboarding event.

- Stacey - said...

So... you aren't dead then. Good.

I'm used to Lozo already. No worries.

Lozo said...

you decided i went too far 20 hours after i posted it and we laughed about it? sounds like someone got in trouble...

WJR said...

Nobody is getting in trouble for anything. I'm just saying that as usual you have gone one step too far. And don't get me wrong, one step too far is fucking funny.

And dmbMeg? I think your dreams mean you will be having sex with a penguin. Soon. Good luck and try to take some photos.

fairest said...

You're not dying. I've had the dream (less than 6 months ago the last one prob) of being shot outside of 810. It's always by a female, though, with no face. Bitches!