i kissed nick rhodes

I have always been in love with 80's bands, anyone who is close to me knows I am the queen of 80's music. The first posters I had up in my room were posters of Duran Duran, and I became almost obsessed with them. I pretty much still am, if they come out with new music I am one of the first to buy it. Even when they broke apart and became Power Station and Arcadia and did separate projects. So I guess you could say I’m a Duran Duran fanatic. I have no idea why but last night I had the freakiest dream about Nick Rhodes.
It started in a dorm building. It was moving out day and the building was pretty much vacant. There were a few of us still going up and down the elevators to our rooms and down to the lobby. In the middle of the lobby there was a big open bathrooms with showers, it was red tile with a big drain in the center. At the beginning of my dream I am in an elevator with two other people, I didn’t recognize them, it was a guy and a girl. The elevator started to fall, and we all kinda backed up to the wall. Then it started to fall sideways and we all walked our feet on whatever wall was on the bottom, and it kept rotating and falling with us in it. Then we couldn’t keep up with the rotation so we put our arms up and rolled along with the elevator, when we were upside down we could see the floors go by in a small opening in the doors. The guy would yell "floor!" so we started counting floors until we started to see sunlight and then we knew the ground was coming. We braced ourselves but the landing was not hard.
Then all of a sudden I’m back in line for the elevators with one of my friends, a very homosexual Nick Rhodes. We were talking about memories we have had in the dorms, and we were excited about going out later. There was also a bar on the first floor of the dorms. It reminded me of how casino hotels are built- you walk in the doors to a casino and the first thing you see is either the bar or a restaraunt. So then we were in the elevator on our way to the bar, and we were laughing. I said to him "I do have a confession, I’ve always had a crush on you since I was little. I’ve always loved Duran Duran" and then we laughed because he is so overly effeminate. Then in the bar he leans over to me and kisses me quickly on the lips. He lingers there for a while and then we kiss passionately for a couple minutes. I’m really confused. He becomes worked up, as am and he begins pulling me closer to him. He begins to take off my jeans and before I know it I have my underwear off and I notice I have started my period and Im disappointed. I say "man, I cant" and he says" its fine, well take cocaine, it will anesthetize the blood." Then I worry because Ive never been on Coke before and I really don’t want it inside of me. The weird part of it is, Im thinking instead of a condom he will use the coke as a precaution and that it would be put inside of me sexually. So I told him I had to think about it and went back to the elevators to go change. As Im waiting in line I smile to myself, I just kissed Nick Rhodes...eeeeee! I get out of line because the elevator that opens is the one that fell previously and I don’t want to be in that one again. Then I am back in the bathroom, and see Nick and another guy on the floor, they are covered in blood and are having anal sex. They are both trashed on coke and sweaty. They are both still in their clothes, the other guy has a white button down shirt that is drenched with sweat and blood, and Nick is behind him just going at it. I’m startled and I cant figure out if it is me on the floor with Nick or someone separate from me, because I can feel pain. The kind of low dull constant pain you feel after a surgery when everything is filtered through morphine. I am wasted, I can hardly hold my eyes open and then it is me on the floor with Nick. There is blood flowing into the drain in the floor. The red tiles don’t show the color of the blood so it looks like thick water until it hits the shining metal of the drain. I feel the pain inside of me, it is like a seething, burning, dull ache but I am so messed up on drugs, I can stand it. Then all of a sudden I am dressed and Nick is in the shower. I feel sick. He has painted on the wall of the shower stall in blood. Then I woke up. Eeeek!
What the hell? What in the world made me dream that? I did have 2 beers last night, but I drank them slowly and with each one I also had a can of seltzer water. I took Nyquil before bed, and looked at the newest issue of Playboy until I was too tired to keep my eyes open. I’m not due to start my period until the last day of this month. I was really worried that I would wake up to a bed full of blood! Eeesh!