god, I dreamed last night that my dad had insisted I come home to take my driving test, but for some reason I didn't realise what was going on until it was too late.

A man came in a van with a sign taped to the side, and said that was the test-van. Then I realised that in the rush to get home, I'd not brought my theory pass certificate or my paper license, and my dad said I'd ruined everything!



I could understand if having anxiety dreams if I was actually worried, but I'm only bothered about £56 going to waste!

Last night I dreamed I was at the Republican National Convention, which was a maze filled with burning flames. I was choking on thick white smoke, trying to crawl out while being eaten alive by bats. (Well, they just fluttered around and occasionally swooped in to take tiny little bites, but it hurt!)

Um... you guys think I may have accidentally overdosed on American politics lately?

My dreams have been pretty surreal lately and they just shift into other, weirder things. Yesterday during a nap I dreamt that a friend in California found some kittens on the beach and mailed one to me - it was very cute, all fluffy and grey, and it liked to cuddle under the blankets, but I had to mail it back, because I'm allergic. Two bits I almost remember from last night - sitting around a bonfire at the beach singing Weather With You with Neil Finn and some friends from another board. (though I claim to dislike the song, I will always sing along to it) and then I went shopping with Fluffyllama, for hats and books.

Last night I was trapped on a windowsill of a sky scraper. It was the inside windowsill and was wide enough for me to curl up on, but the building was hollow, so I couldn't get down. I couldn't sleep or rest because I was too scared to lean against the glass or that I'd fall off, (all the while being terrified of the height) and while I knew people were working on getting me down it was taking days and days.

Eventually I had been rescued (I didn't get to see that bit) and was met by my mother and sister who had lolipops and seemed unconcerned.

It was entirely in keeping with the night's sleep I had.

I've been having the strangest dreams lately. Very intense, very vivid dreams. Sometimes they involve tv themes (there's one in the Doctor Who thread) others are "movie script" dreams, still others are just weird - like the one where my friend called me on the phone, we chatted for a while then she said she wasn't feeling well, so she was going to go to the hospital and hung up. I kept trying to call her back to see if she was OK and then later her mother called me to tell me that my friend had died at the hospital!

Why does my brain do this to me? Last night I had to train to be a fireman.

you could have come to rescue me on my ledge!

i had a really great dream over the weekend that was... inspired, if that is the right word, by two things.
one was that TwiMin played his guitar and sang for me on Friday night (love that).
the second dream-inspiration was from the preview for Twilight, where it showed Edward and Bella talking in the meadow-place (yeah, the sparkle scene...).
anyway.
the dream was me lying in a field watching clouds in a bright blue sky while TwiMin played the song he wrote for me and sang softly.
it was a great dream...

I had quite a dream last night. At first, I was leading a small group of soldiers from a defeated army to safety with lots of hiding and subterfuge, then the small group had to split up.

After that, I was somehow in N.Y. (or Boston, I'm not sure) and I was running and hiding from an evil government. The city was really vivid.

It must've been Boston because I was going to hide out at my Cousin Eunice's house (she had a house and not an apt. in my dream) but got found out so was running down a city street with clubs, shops, and construction.

Then I was on Rampart Street in New Orleans, still running and I caught a Streetcar that was going to take me out of the city and I had a superhero costume on and the few other people in the car had on superhero costumes, too.

I dreamt that fionchadd and I went on this amusement park ride - it was next to a river. It was sort of like a mix between a ferris wheel and a tea cups ride. Like.. A big enclosed cage that you could spin around and there were lots of those cages on a big wheel that would spin around. Well, she somehow got it to spin out over the river and into the water.

That's when I woke up.

I dreamed this morning that I had a party at my house, and Tom Baker was upstairs admiring my Doctor Who collection and signing everything.

I went downstairs and announced gleefully that "TOM BAKER IS IN MY BEDROOM!!!" and grabbed my Key to Time DVD box set and ran back upstairs to have him sign that too...


I woke and thought...I needed to share this with Mark...but alas the day got away from me

 cool dream tho 

I was in an abandoned house with some friends, and it's really more like a mansion that's just didn't have any owners. One friend and I had been there before several times, and we were showing the other friend all the inlay and gold leaf and mosaics and fireplaces, and we get in front of a wall and I gasp, "But where did the Picassos go!?" And the one friend said that they were out being cleaned.

I dreamt of the board last night. It had been revamped so that there were pictures on both the left and the right, and they were big, and had animations sometimes. It was rather unpleasant and reminiscent of MySpace. I also got a new member title, I think.

Then the board became a real-life building, and there was a buffet set up, and we all ate pasta salad.

You all have such great dream memory, and they're all so entertaining.

I had a wonderful dream this morning, having heard the health secretary talk absolute bollocks about the new dentist contract (he seems to have had it in his head that it's a good thing) and refuse to answer and actual questions on Today.

I dreamed that Mark was showing me around Parliament and I spotted him in the lobby, and told him that it was the most disgusting display I had ever heard, and then I slapped him in the face.

It was wonderful! Who says dreams aren't wish fulfilment?

*bores everyone again*

Last night was my first wake-up nightmare in ages. I was in a church or hall or summat, with loads of people all sitting in rows of chairs, and the Joker (from the recent Batman) was going around the room, picking out people and cutting their throats becuase they had done something wrong in the past. Like, one guy once told his little sister she was adopted and stuff like that. Not in proportion, Joker!

It was just very unpleasant, and 6am is a bad time to wake up!

Last night I dreamed that I was an RA at a dorm at the University of Illinois. I was taking the usual smattering of Classes I Forgot To Take But Need To Graduate and Classes I Forgot I Signed Up For. Even though I wasn't studying music anymore, I found myself wandering around looking for the practice rooms.

what's an RA?

Residents Assistant. A floor monitor

hee! anything with 'monitor' makes me think of primary school when I was Hymn Book Monitor. They were PURPLE!

oh! I think we had someone like that in our halls! ... maybe... no one really told us anything, but there were rooms at the top where no one went...