Tickets to Criminal Minds

Due to popular demand (one person told me to update my blog), the dream blogging is back!!

*** Dreamt March 6-7, 2011 ***

I was at my old high school to see some theater production. My family was also all there. I decided I'd better buy my ticket so I fought through some crowds and bought a ticket to whatever the show was.

I then went over to my family and they were acting quite put off that I'd decided to buy my own ticket instead of using the ticket they'd bought for me and sitting with them. But I didn't KNOW they'd bought me a ticket, so I was irked at them for not having told me. We all went in and found our respective seats. Mine was in the very back of the theater in the balcony. I looked down and could see my family was on the main floor MUCH closer to the stage than I was. As I looked, they all turned around and saw me and waved, and I noticed that a girl I know whom I really dislike was sitting with them, presumably using the ticket that had been meant for me. I was VERY annoyed.

Somehow something happened, though, that upgraded my ticket so suddenly I was being moved to the front row of the theater. I couldn't complain.

Then everything changed.

I was a member of the FBI Behavior Analysis Unit from the TV show "Criminal Minds". Agents Morgan, Prentiss, Reid, and I were in the Johansen home (the home of one of my childhood friends). We were discussing a case and Dr. Reid spouted off some random fact and then left the room. The 3 of us still in the room laughed and started commenting on how amazing it was that Dr. Reid knows so much stuff. Then he came back in the room, feelings obviously hurt, and said something to the effect of, "I'm just in the next room; I can hear you making fun of me." He then went back to the other room, leaving the 3 of us in stunned silence.

I followed him and tried to explain, "Spence, you know the only reason we say stuff like that is because you're our favorite!" He didn't seem to buy it. I thought a moment, then tried again, "Okay, you AND J.J. are our favorites!". For some reason that convinced him I was telling the truth, so he smiled and shrugged and all was well.

Then I woke up.

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