Category: Dreams

Dear Lord I had some strange dreams last night! Who the hell is Sasha Spras­sus? Every dream I had I was search­ing for her and every­one seemed to know who she is. Is she hot? Does she want me? I nev­er found her, but I sense the pro­gres­sion of my dreams was flow­ing back­ward because the last one I had Wil­low Osgood (from the movie Wil­low) was ask­ing me what I had done with ‘Poor Sasha.’ He also used some cool word play some­thing to the effect of ‘I might well not have pow­er but well might be pow­er­ful.’ I dun­no it sound­ed cool­er in the dream. Then he turned into a demon and dis­in­te­grat­ed as my alarm went off. I still have no clue who this girl Sasha Spras­sus is. Maybe it isn’t even a girl. Guys in Rus­sia are some­times named Sasha. There is this girl in a few of my film class­es who is extreme­ly annoy­ing. She thinks she is a euro and has a big­time atti­tude. She only drinks min­er­al water because her “par­ents are Euro­pean and it is so much bet­ter thatn reg­u­lar water.” She’s not euro though and needs to real­ize that the teach­ers just MIGHT know more about film than she does, even though SHE went to the Juil­liard School in Chica­go for a summer…blah.