i need to blog this dream before i forget it. it was like a really bad movie...

began in a silveryblue matrixthecar land documentary. a thing that looked nothing like a skateboard but was understood to be one was sliding along the silveryblue matrixthecar pipes. a really lame and boring documentary narrator guy was monotonously explaining how the thing worked. in the dream i knew exactly what every weird little hotdog shaped button did, but ive forgotten. scenechange. we're still in silveryblue matrixthecar land. but now theres orlando bloom, and soon we get the really bad movie. i think i may have been stalking him. but eventually there was conversation, the only bit of which i remember was him saying (in angry legolas voice) "do i make you squirm?" which was understood to mean he thought i only liked him cause hes ridiculously attractive and all. then he walked off, but i, being the romantic interest in this really bad movie, went to find him. eventually i did. he was standing next to a really pretty little girl of probably nine with shoulderlength straight black hair who was his sister. and he seemed to have calmed down a bit. i said "thats a beautiful child" because it was, and he said "this is my sister" and something about how she was russian and german. then there was badmovieconversation blablabla and he said "this is my life. i love it here." conversationmoremorebla and then he said something about how young i was and i said id get older (it was understood that i would be the only one getting any older in this process) and he did the orlandobloomsmile and said "why dont you give me a call sometime between now and then?" and wrote his phone number on a straegically torn piece of paper that just happened to be laying around in silveryblue matrixthecar land, and the area code was 738.

THE END.