so anyways, i _rarely_ ever remember my dreams, just doesn't happen. although, when i do they're generally pretty fucked up.
apparently i was in college, at some big city. it seemed like it was nyc, but the school had a sort of nevada-casino type feel to it.
in the dream i'm dating this girl that i've kinda had a thing for lately (totally awesome perfectly complete 'girlfriend material' by my standards.... except she's the ex of a good friend
). but, there's no sex in the dream, at least that i remember.
anyways, the crazy part. there's elevators in the dorm where apparently i live... but they aren't regular elevators. they're crazy, tiny elevators that are kindof futuristic or something. they're a lot like those drive-through bank teller tubes or something, a small round elevator about the size of a porta pottie in a crazy clear tube. but, they don't move like regular elevators, as the go up and down, the spin in the tube like a bullet in a gun.
so anyways, i get in this elevator. i hadn't used it before for some reason, but i decide to leave and use it. the thing starts going down like normal, but it's a pretty long ride so i start getting dizzy.
then the elevator just goes freaking nuts! the thing keeps going up and down, but way faster than normal, and of course the thing is going round and round while this is happening. i'm hanging on to the sides for dear life while this happens, and it goes down so fast that i'm like sliding up in the elevator... so i'm not even standing on the floor.
so yeah, last i remembered i was stuck in this psycho elevator, and everyone outside is laughing because apparently everyone knew the elevator was broken except me, so i'm stuck in the psycho elevator while they're trying to get it stopped.
it was really wierd, and i know there was more to it before that, but don't really remember, i think mostly "boring" college life dating this chick or something.
crazy shit.