Jesus Loves Me

Of all my dreams on Saturday night, this is what I remember:

I was caravanning in a Hummer or a minivan with Ben and Shauna (Shauna was driving) and some other people, and I kept borrowing Shauna's white iMac (which actually belongs to Franzi in real life) to look at photographs of wildlife, and we were on our way to a wedding. I'm not sure who was getting married, but we were all going together... though for a large majority of the dream, we were actually driving through a house. And even though the vehicle was quite large, the doorways were wide enough to (just barely) accommodate our automobile. So I had this magical notepad and I thought it'd be funny to tear off the pages, one by one, crumple them up and throw them out the window at people... except when they hit the target (I guess other guests at the wedding), the pages would turn to water and the target would get a big splash (I remember waking up and needing desperately to pee). This was infinitely amusing to me, and I did it while we drove around one room inside the house in circles... until finally I threw a page at someone, but it just landed at his feet as a crumpled ball-- no splash. I looked up to see who it was, and it turned out to be Jesus, dressed in white and gold robes, with hands extended, looking all Jesus-y. Flash forward a couple of hours, after we'd all showered and gotten dressed for the wedding, and I remember standing at the bottom of a landing watching the newlyweds emerging from the house for the first time as a married couple. I remember also having anxiety that the watch I'd loaned the bride could not be found... maybe it was her "something borrowed" and it was pinned to the inside of her dress, but it was just nowhere in sight. Whatever. Then we were off to the party, where I was asking some guy who was maybe a waiter (who looked similar to Yves) on a date, and getting all paranoid because when I checked my planner to see when I was free for the date, I realized that I hadn't fully written in my class schedule and I'd not attended a single exam for any of my classes [insert anxiety about Matt here]. But whatever, I got over that, decided to leave the wedding, took one last glance at Jesus, and promptly woke up.

I know, I know, I'm a weirdo.