I, like all of America, was obsessed with the whereabouts of Dave, so much so that I had this strange dream:
Dave was the best friend of a male friend of mine I barely see. I was so excited to see my friend but then he introduced me to his friend, Dave Chappelle, and I couldn't contain myself. I grabbed him and told him how worried I was about him. He was really thin and I'm not so I was worried I was going to break him when I hugged him. He kind of shrugged his shoulders and didn't want any attention. He said he just wanted to lay low. I said ok, that's fine. I just wanted to let him know that I was concerned and that I see a therapist and it's really good for me. He looked at me like I was kind of crazy and I knew I was being crazy but I couldn't help myself. We stood in silence for a while and then I left him alone and spoke to my friend.
Suddenly, my friend, Ericka appeared. I was so excited to see her too. She had Dave's same reaction. Dave suddenly lit up when he met her (since she's hot) and started to hit on her. I knew then that he would be fine.
Now that is a dream!
Posted by: Ms. World | May 22, 2005 at 01:00 AM