omgwtf Farmville?!

Wow. I don't blog, I NEVER blog. But this dream I had last night/this morning NEEDS to be documented somewhere, for people to read and laugh at.

Farmville, we ALL know this wonderfully addicting game on Facebook...no? Go play it, you'll understand, which you will need in order to understand any, maybe not all, parts of the following sceneario.

Anyway, that Farmville nonsense is the basis for my dream. It starts off with me in little farmer overalls, which all the little people in Farmville wear. I had the ugly blond hair that just stayed glued to my head, no wispy movements. In my hand, I held a HOE. Now, those who understand farming, know a handheld plow is called a hoe. Anyway, I was plowin' away, this was IRL btw, real dirt, real everything. I was plowin' away with my hoe and one of the only things I remember saying the whole time was, "IF THIS WAS FARMTOWN I COULD HIRE SOMEONE TO DO THIS FOR ME."

A little side note, Farmtown is a rival game, also on Facebook. In Farmtown, you can hire people to harvest and plow for you. Very much the same game in other aspects though.

As I was plowin', I plowed up some worms, freaked out a little bit. And then some spiders, I freaked out HARDER. I ran inside the house (clearly the little manor house on the farm, cute little thing, isn't it?) and it was infested with bugs. Bugs were EVERYWHERE, flyin' in my mouth... maybe we won't discuss that nasty little detail. Anyhoozle, inside are all of these other little Farmville people, little children even! The small children were running around with the worms, the ones I plowed up, tied together with a rubber band..... (Now, in the real world, who would tie up worms with rubber bands...who even touches worms... Not I.) They ran down the stairs into the stank basement, ran into me, the rubber band broke, the worms all over......and I wake up.

I'm not exactly sure how I dreamt of Farmville. I guess I had talked about it a little more yesterday than I normally would. My grandma was showing me her farm, she's more obsessed then your neighborhood @mallow610. And one of my other friends told me I need to be his neighbor and sendhimgifts (thats how he said it).

It's not a healthy obsession, this Farmville. It causes dreams, produces lame one-liners that can be made into a youtube video, and has addictive characteristics similar to heroin.

But play on Farmvillians, play on.