But my dreams are going pretty well!

Last night I dreamt that I was back home and found that there were two concerts I wanted to go to in one night. Mika was playing at a sort of regular concert hour, and Gackt was playing later. I asked my friends if they were interested, hoping I could maybe go to Mika and then get to part of Gackt, but they just went "OH MY GOD MIKA." and so... we went there.

The group was Jessi, Christy, and Lisa, and somehow they managed to get us seats second row from the front in the orchestra even though they bought tickets the day before the concert. We were way on the left, but still! Craig was also at the concert, which was bizarre as fuck, but I only saw him once, while I was trying to look for everyone. There were also people I didn't recognize but who apparently went to my high school and university, and someone asking me how their brother was because apparently he's on my floor. I didn't think to answer, "I don't know who your brother is." I guess that's realistic.

Anyway, the weird thing about the concert was that the stage was much plainer, and none of the band he uses was there. Just Mika. Also, between each song he'd go offstage, and some other music would play.

During one song he jumped off the stage and started walking through the seats... and then he came over to me and held out his hand. I thought, "Holy shit I get to shake his hand? I get to touch him?" but then he didn't let go, and pulled me toward the stage and said he wanted me to dance to the next song. I remember his hand being cold (strangely) and being terrified because I can't fucking dance. I got laughed at at prom, guys. Seriously.

While I was on stage, before the song started, Benny burst in from who the hell knows where, followed by my dad. Benny jumped on stage, and then we couldn't figure out whether to keep him there so he'd get off it with me or get him down right away. I don't remember Mika's reaction.

But then things started getting messed up; Christy had to leave and some guy we apparently knew joined us, and then the people in the row in front of us left really early, and Jessi's screaming attracted the attention of security and a bunch of rich folks passing through (even though, you know, it was a concert, where a lot of people were screaming). This one lady had a bunch of small terriers, only she treated them like collectibles, not pets, which pissed me off. Worse yet, that was right during the song where apparently Mika brought a bunch of dogs on stage to dance around (...best dream ever? Best dream ever.) and her dogs went crazy trying to get to them, and she didn't have the strength to hold them. Luckily, a little girl caught the one that got away.

Later, my parents, who had done this huge therapy thing with me that made them... well, in the dream at first they were extremely restrictive and... pretty much terrible, as they often are in my dreams, and the therapy made them go, "Oh, right, you're an adult. We'll be nicer." Or something. And then my dad found my fanfic porn, and was reading it, which was... well, it was super creepy. But he just told me it was good writing.

Still.

D:

Then Jessi took me to her barn, where she found out she had to basically babysit the owner's daughter and another girl whenever she fed on Tuesdays... and that's when my guinea pig bit me.

Then it morphed into some weird political satire sketch a la SNL, in a world where Obama was president still but Sarah Palin was his VP. The Secretary of Defense was a man who had been involved with terrorist activities — though in my dream it seemed like that had only been a proposed position for him and Obama eventually gave him another place. The sketch went on to show both Obama and Palin dying, and the other guy taking over and purposely destroying America. Yeah... it wasn't a really funny sketch.

Then I woke up.