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Miss Kitty Fantastico Member  |
El Leprechaun mentioned dragons in another thread and that made me remember this bizarre dream from last night - Me, aitapata and Mean Old Man were fighting an invasion of the board (only, in this dream the board was real, like a town with hills and houses and parks and all - yes, I know how ridiculous it sounds) MoM had not only his camera, but also the gun from his avatar, AmyMod was armed with knitting needles. We were fighting a dragon and a troll. We got cornered in a house while we were trying to make our way to the cafe in the town square. All the other boardies were fighting various things in other areas, but we were all basically headed to that cafe - actually, I think it was Circus's tavern thingy. I don't remember what else happened.
I would have thought the end of the world is everyone's responsibility, wouldn't you? ~Death in Thief of Time Minister of Kraftwerk in the Realm of U & P, Order of the Pineapple with frond for advancement in Nap studies. |
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That sounds like a fabulous action movie I'd go to see.
********************** I had crocodile part II dream last night, except there were no crocodiles. For whatever reason, I was late completing a science project, and I had to get back to my high school and do something there. Myself and other classmates had these geeky yellow and green shirts made up for the class or something. I'm sitting on the sidewalk next to the classroom (wearing my geeky green shirt) doing something, when this guy comes up. I don't know who he is -- I don't recognize him, but in my dream he's really important to me and I care about him, a lot. He sits down next to me and tells me he spent the day with Howard (my father, whom I haven't seen since I was 12). Ooooh, boy, I say. How'd THAT go? It was really interesting, The Guy says. I quirk my eyebrows at him, as if to say, you had fun with my shitbag father? Guy shakes his head at me and says, I learned what not to do to you. Oh. _____________________________________________________________ "He's probably one of those people that thinks Elvis is dead." -- Agent Mulder |
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Miss Kitty Fantastico Member |
I watch House - have since it began - but that was my first real encounter with Hugh Laurie - so it's strange for me when I hear him talk in his normal British accent! But, because Netflix has so many lovely discs I've recently been watching Jeeves and Wooster. So last night's dream was of a bumbling and endearing, British accented Gregory House, in Wooster-ish golfing dress, strolling around a manor house/hospital. with a golf club instead of a cane. um.
I would have thought the end of the world is everyone's responsibility, wouldn't you? ~Death in Thief of Time Minister of Kraftwerk in the Realm of U & P, Order of the Pineapple with frond for advancement in Nap studies. |
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is irreducibly complex Member  |
Yay, Jeeves and Wooster!
~ . . ~ . . ~ . . ~ . . ~ . . ~ . . ~ . . ~ . . ~ . . ~ . . ~ Weeble Song! Sing along! ~ courtesy Snazzy Snazzypants |
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Technical Services Administrator Member |
Crocodile Dream part III, again without the crocodile.
I know exactly what this means, and I can't STAND that my subconscious is still fixated on it. ***** I've just gotten married to a very quiet and very imposing person. He's a diplomat, or a ruler of a very small country, or some sort of important position that requires him to keep secrets from everyone. I was not a native of his country, but somehow we ended up getting married. I'm somewhere by myself, and I'm looking down at the ring -- it's a strange thing -- kinda like one of those big plastic bling rings that are HUGE on the finger and look uncomfortable. It's a pearly white, and when you tilt it, it looks like there's some sort of glowing liquid inside that moves about. Anyways, a couple days after the marriage, the ring breaks cleanly into two parts. And I'm terrified of telling him that the ring is broken, the liquid is out and that it can't be fixed. _____________________________________________________________ "He's probably one of those people that thinks Elvis is dead." -- Agent Mulder |
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I have them every time I'm on my period. Gah! __ Warhol got it wrong: Everyone gets their five minutes of being interesting! --Remotepush |
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Firekeeper's Sister Member  |
Had a dream with board people in it. Well, actually it might not have been board people until I decided it was.
I was in the upper balcony of an airport-mall and some punks started busting out storefront windows and causing general mayhem. Then three smaller punks with whom I was somehow roughly affiliated went "Whoa they're cool, let's be like them!" and started following the example. I tried to get them not to do it because it meant I would get in trouble, too, but of course they didn't listen. They were still busting stuff up when the bigger gang ran away, realizing the police would soon arrive. So, I was pissed off. Anyway, law enforcement arrived, in the person of a man in blue samurai-sort-of armor, wielding a very long spear that appeared to have been fashioned from a curtain rod, with the tips at each end curling back to form a loop. I looked at him, squinted, looked again, and said, "James?" And it turned out it was James. I was like "Neat!" Then there was a long sequence involving following a spy-informant-local guide-general untrustworthy person, whom I am still not sure whether I was supposed to be working with or staking out. He wore a trench coat, a fedora, sunglasses and a long floppy gray beard. Anyway, I was supposed to go with him, he was leading me somewhere (voluntarily at that point) but he was walking too fast for me to keep up. Then it turned into a chase, and I followed him to where some people were playing guitars on the street... he'd joined in, but left before I got there. He seemed abnormally taller than he had been. It turned out he was wearing stilts. The reason for this was later revealed to be that he had no legs and was missing a large part of his pelvis. He said he was grateful for me following him & getting to know him even though he had made it so difficult. So we were friends, yay, but he was a terribly sad person. We camped for the night in an abandoned store under the walkway. The man's discarded leg bones were arranged around him. It turned out that not only had he lost them, he'd somehow rejected them. Then James came and said he was going to fix the man's legs. I said I didn't think he would allow that, but James said he'd do it before he woke up. He started fusing the bones back together where they'd broken, bringing the legs and bones back to life. Around then was when I woke up. -Natalie ----*-*-*-*---- Not really human, just turns into one on the full moon. I've totally got deviantARTs. (and now I sell t-shirts too  ! www.cafepress.com/teethinthestars ) |
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Firekeeper's Sister Member |
I mostly get cuddle-dreams. Even in my sleep I am inhibited. Blarh. -Natalie ----*-*-*-*---- Not really human, just turns into one on the full moon. I've totally got deviantARTs. (and now I sell t-shirts too ! www.cafepress.com/teethinthestars ) |
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Wigber Member  |
OK, so I'm taking chantix for certain habits of mine I wish to have no more. One of the side effects is vivid dreams.
Of course, like with all meds, I've got to be the extreme outlier. I'm not sure how to explain this, but I'm having multiple dreams at once with a "control" dream that's, in this context, my waking state. It's not like lucid dreaming, nor is it like sleep paralysis nor is it like when you're in the hospital shot full of opioids. Multiple dreams all running concurrently. The weird thing is, although I generally remember my dreams, I can't remember any of the details of these. However, I've thought perhaps if I concentrate hard enough before I go to sleep, I might be able to manage my own Fellini retrospective in one night. ------------------------------------- This space left intentionally blank |
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Wow, that totally beats mine.
The weirdest dream I had last night involved the evil giant spiders. Oh NO, it couldn't be spiders from mars, the cool kind that hang out with Ziggy Stardust, I had to get the freaky black spiders the size of Volvos with purple kitten heads (no, really). So what happened in the dream was, those spiders showed up and they were positioning themselves all over the world, and when they were in the right spots, the seven of them summoned the intergalactic moths. They were giant moths the size of skyscrapers with lime green bodies and wings that were white but shimmered every color imaginable, like an opal. The moths were going to eat the stitches of time and the fabric of the cosmos. I was so mad too, I'd just found the potion to turn the moths into math problems and trap them in high school text books for the next 100 years when I woke up. ...I should mention alot of my dreams are like that, though usually not with giant insects and arachnids, that's a new one. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "I may be crazy enough to take on Batman, but the IRS? No thank you!" - The Joker, 'Joker's Millions'. The shadows inside - Controlling my life The confusion blinds my eyes Facing the signs, I'm losing my mind Always I'm stranded here - Stranded, Julien-K |
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I'm never going back on Chantix because the dreams were far too intense for me. One in particular still sends me into a blubbering mess if I think about it too long. Did you see the recent FDA warning about increases in suicidal behaviors for folks on Chantix? So, uh, if you feel like you need to kill yourself, consider postponing until you're done with the medication. _____________________________________________________________ "He's probably one of those people that thinks Elvis is dead." -- Agent Mulder |
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Wigber Member |
Oh, I'm way, way too mean in real life to kill myself. No worries there.
Now, this odd obsession I've recently developed with checking under the bed for squid is getting a nit old. ------------------------------------- This space left intentionally blank |
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Technical Services Administrator Member |
BWAHAHAAAA!!!! So, a friend was visiting the other day and had to use my bathroom. When she came out, she had this absolutely bewildered look on her face as she held up my Big Ass Pineapple Knife and asked me what the hell it was doing in the bathroom. .....I come home and check behind the shower curtain to make sure no one's hiding in there. Need to have the knife handy. You need a knife for your squid. _____________________________________________________________ "He's probably one of those people that thinks Elvis is dead." -- Agent Mulder |
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Wigber Member |
I think you misunderstood my dear...I'm not have problems with the squid, per se, it's the lack of marinara sauce.
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Technical Services Administrator Member |
Aaaaaah. Then you must keep a jar of marinara sauce near your bed!
_____________________________________________________________ "He's probably one of those people that thinks Elvis is dead." -- Agent Mulder |
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Wigber Member |
Yeah, I tried that but the wife...well, you know, it's dark, you're in hurry....
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Technical Services Administrator Member |
Your poor wife.
_____________________________________________________________ "He's probably one of those people that thinks Elvis is dead." -- Agent Mulder |
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Wigber Member |
Well, she doesn't look *that* much like a squid. Well, unless I've been drinking.
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knows there is no spoon Member  |
Cool. Not only do I show up in a dream, but dressed up for a period piece and with nifty healing powers to boot. (Which I wouldn't mind having in real life). Thanks for mentioning it, Natalie.  James Wandering, but not lost. "You are a Knight Errant. All of the fun of rescuing damsels, and none of the paperwork." |
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Last night I dreamt that I got an email alert from TicketMaster that the Beatles were getting together for a reunion tour, and the tickets were ridiculously cheap -- like $20. A few minutes later I got an excited email from Xine shrieking over the Beatles, and I was laughing because I already bought my tickets.
_____________________________________________________________ "He's probably one of those people that thinks Elvis is dead." -- Agent Mulder |
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