; Dreams

Just your basic dream journal. I will attempt to record all of my dreams here, no matter how mundane or humiliating they may be.
Keep in mind, I wake up and crawl to the computer and write these before coffee, tea or anything so yeah, they're a mess. Enjoy.

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Thursday, November 30, 2006

Shittin' the bed and parachutin' strippers

Dreamt I shit the bed. Dreamt that I woke up to a round puddle of butt soup on my sheets. SO glad that one was a dream. Took awhile to calm down and accept that I did not in fact shit the bed.
Then when I fell back asleep I dreamt I was on a boat full of Veterans having some sort of meeting. It was SOOO boring so I walked out on to the dock and made a phone call. That's when I saw the girls in sexy matching patriotic type outfits falling from the skies. It was like they were parachuting the way they floated down, but I saw no parachutes. A few landed in the yucky dirty water around the boat and had to be helped in.
I went back inside. The old men Vets were now young men frat boy types. I had a seat and the dude next to me was getting a lap dance from a gorgeous girl. I would've liked some attention from her, but he was keeping her occupied. I looked around. The girls who were free were all unattractive, sort of out of proportion. The girl doing the lap dance accidentally brushed against me once in awhile and it was nice. I was hoping dude would run out of money so I could have some attention from this gorgeous woman. I saw other guys going into a back room with girls and I figured special favors of the illegal variety were happening back there. The girl dancing next to me kept saying no when the guy would ask for more than a dance. She wouldn't even strip off any clothes. This of course made her even more desirable. I woke up thinking about how nice it is just to have an attractive woman sit on your lap.

Monday, November 27, 2006

Zombies and more

Just vague memories of last night's dreams. Zombies, hunting 'em, but according to some intricate list/system, hard to keep track of, boring like work instead of fun and exciting like Zombie hunting should be.

Earlier in the dream I was working for In Alliance still, working with the developmentally disabled. I was working with a girl whose cranium was tiny, like a microcephalic, but the back of her head sort of twisted and you had to pull and untwist it to keep it clean and then let it twist back up. I was uncomfortable with this, it was kind of gross, even though she was a perfectly nice girl. I was wishing I didn't work for In Alliance.

Haven't written my dreams out in some time. Been getting bad at this again.

I had a dream a bit ago that Bryna and I went for a walk. We walked down this drainage canal and it was very pritty and became a valley and then into the city. We were in a really nice sunlit area with brick buidlings little restaraunts and cafes. There was a smaller version of Old Ironsides there. At first I was confused wondering how I got to Old I, since we walked the opposite direction but then I realized it was an Old I annex or something of that sort.

Friday, November 10, 2006

Puppy and Cartoons

I remember dreaming about a little girl walking her dog. A stranger was standing next to me and we both noticed the girl throwing down the leash in frustration and letting the dog run off. The stranger turned out to be her father. He told her she had to be patient and then her mom and brother were there too, and we were all in a mall. The family needed dog tools.
I spoke to them with some kind of slight European accent. "Excuse me. I am thinking of having a pet, a cat or dog, but I don't know what pet tools are for?"
They explained that the tools were for digging holes to burry poo.
I pet the dog who looked like an unfortunate, blackeyed mix of a chow and a chihuahua. The dog looked nervous and unhappy. An older Asian man stopped an pet the dog as well. I thought the little family were kind of scary, sensing much tension beneath the surface.

Later I remember dreaming that I was immersed in comic book artist culture. I don't remember much but there was an ad in some industry magazine for a comic book artist game show where artist had to use the computer to create an image in mere minutes.

My alarm went off and I hit snooze. Then I dreamt that I got up, and realized it was saturday. I crawled back into bed with my sweetie, soooo very happy to be staying there. OF course, it's not Saturday and the damn alarm went off again, reality crashing in on me. :(

Thursday, November 09, 2006

catching up

I've been bad about keeping this thing going and now I've got just snippets...

Had an interesting dream wherein a nude woman was on her belly in front of me. I could direct her movements by speaking into my cell phone. She was some sort of dial up hologram. Bryna walked in and saw me having this fun and being both silly and sexy, she lay next to the hollogram and and mimiced her movements. I instructed the hologram to kiss Bryna. I woke up.

Last night I dreamt that my dad was just divorcing my mom (they've actuall been divorced for over 14 years). Dad was having mom move out or having her pack his stuff, I'm not sure which. He looked really young and in good shape. He was in the backyard using the swimming pool. I cursed at him, in front of my mom. She didn't seem to mind the cursing much. Then I went out and really chewed my dad out proper, yelling at him and getting verry emotional. He didn't get real upset, didn't seem to care to much, but he was sarcastic back.

Later I was fighting with James while driving somewhere and Erick was explaining to Dad by telephone that I was fighting with James and it had something to do with James not accepting that skateboarding was a fad that would pass? I was unloading my camera from the trunk to film some skateboarding. Lots of fight with my family dreams lately.

Odd that I don't dream about my illness. It's really bad lately. I just started on a new drug called 6mp. It's actually a kind of Chemo drug and I'm pretty depressed about taking it, but I was pretty depressed about shitting blood too. Seems like I should be dreaming about this?