This is for fighting, this is for fun ...

Had a really weird dream last night, so I feel compelled to share it with y'all.

Apparently, I decided it would be a good idea to join the Marines. I'm not sure why, but it made sense at the time. I was going to enlist with this guy whom I lived with two summers ago (a friend of my current roommate's). We both thought that if we could just get past the first week or so of basic training, it would get easier. Again, not sure why we thought this, but it made sense at the time.

I tell my girlfriend about this idea, and her response is (and I quote): "Why are you joining the Marines? Aren't you too weak?" Damn. That hurts, baby. Even if it is true. She also said, "You seem like you're too peaceful to do this." Which was nicer. That's when I revealed my secret plan -- "I'm going to be like Private Joker in Full Metal Jacket! You know, the outsider-looking-in kind of thing." Which I don't really know is an accurate interpretation of Full Metal Jacket, but I guess that's what Dream-Me thought.

So my buddy and I continue our preparations, and suddenly I realize: "Hey, if we're in basic training, I'm not going to be able to go to work, am I?" So we abandon our plans and resume our daily lives. Which, I admit, is somewhat of an anti-climactic ending. I've scheduled a meeting with my Dream Writing Staff.

The weirdest thing, to me, about this dream (besides the obvious stuff of me joining the Marines) is that I remember all the dialogue almost verbatim. That doesn't usually happen. So, yeah, it's weird.

I welcome interpretations from the peanut gallery.