A wet dream

No no no, not that kind of wet dream....

Before I went to sleep at 5 AM, I set my alarm clocks for 8:30. I wanted to catch Game 6 of the NBA Finals.

I was worried (with good reason) that I wouldn't be able to get up on time, so I decided to try something: I drank two glasses of water, hoping that the need to pee would force me to get out of bed. Did it work? Here's what happened....

Wow, I woke up on time! Yay! I walked out to the street court where the Miami Heat and the Dallas Mavericks were warming up for the big game. Wait, why are they playing on a street court? Well, who cares. I'm just happy to be watching the game.

But just as the game was about to start, I had a strong urge to pee. So I made my way to the restroom and peed. And peed. And peed. The water just kept streaming out. Holy crap! I shouldn't have drank that much water! Good thing the restroom had a big window, and I was still able to see the game. So I just stood there, peeing and watching the game. It was very strange.

Of course, it was just a dream. I woke up halfway through the weird gravity-defying streetball NBA game. And even though I had been peeing for at least 20 minutes straight in my dream, my bladder was still actually full of water. God, it was painful. I limped to the bathroom, emptied my bladder, and hurried to the TV.

Fortunately, I didn't missed much--there was a minute left in the first quarter. Still, I couldn't help but feel a bit, um, pissed about how my little "wet" dream almost made me miss the game.