Cross post

[jchrisobrien]

I'm in the kitchen of an unfamiliar house, cleaning up the glasses. Every glass gets filled with water, to rinse out what's inside. I think Eeyrg is helping me with the cleaning. As we're nearing the end, I begin singing Live Forever by Oasis. Then Atalanta starts belting out the chorus, and the rest of the room quickly follows (Frederic, Dirtyknees, and several others) Everyone sings along to the final falsetto chorus, when the rooms erupts in semi-embarrassed, drunken laughter. I leave the room, my washing duties complete, to sporadic applause. SilentQ walks down the stairs, pulls me aside, kisses me on the cheek and says "Thank you."

I don't even know if any of the above like Oasis, but that's why dreams are wacky that way.

Comments

[dirtyknees.livejournal.com]

I am totally unfamiliar with the song, but now I must buy it! And sing it!

Does this mean you (or eeyrg) are going to have "C(h)ris's Dream(y)" party?

--Andrea