Dreams!

[DMoness]

I fell asleep watching Xena once and had some freaky ass nightmares that I can't remember.

I wish i had that most "nightmares" (since i used to have scary freaky dreams all the time i just refer to them as dreams. I remember a few I can type a few but they are weird.

[NightCrystal]

I think I need to stop watching musicals and horror moves when I'm dead tired. I fell asleep last night while watching Hellraiser 2, I had already watched the first one and before that I had watched Hello Dolly. Well anyway, I start to dream and it turns out to be "Hellraiser: The Musical". The whole that I'm watching this I have 3 thoughts, 1. This is weird enough that I would love to see it. 2. I'm pretty sure Clive Barker never had this mind when he wrote Hellraiser. 3. Holy crap! Doug Bradley can sing. When I woke up this morning I lay their thinking about it and had uncontrollable giggling fits.

[JaS]

Cyanide which friend was that?

I had an odd dream about playing hockey last night with The Rocket. Was weird.

[Sideb(.)(.)bPlatypus]

Hmm, I usually don't remember my dreams, unfortunately. Although the other night, my boyfriend had a dream that I didn't want him to massage my legs even though they were sore

[cyanide_sweet]

JaS: Carl, I don't know if you know him... bartender dude?

I really like having dreams. I wish I would dream every night. Even if they're nightmares it's still interesting.

[Tenjen]

i've had many dreams these last few days. Very good ones too.


but the only ting i managed to remember was what wasnt pleasant at all.

where iam sitting on the couch and my dad on the other couch, we're watch TV and suddenly he says "iam bored, come one lets watch some of the porn on your computer"

[Asaryu]

George was snoring last night, and his snores made it into my dream, as my brain and my subconscious desperately tried to stay asleep. The dream was a fictional place and was narrated by a god...who said everything with a rolling 'Z'-sound. Each massive z-word (including both Zion and Xanadu ) was one of his snores. I think I ran out of z-words and woke up. But it was a beautiful, hopeful dream...I just wish I could remember more of it.

[Don Alexander]

I just had a dream where I realized I was dreaming, even though it wasn't under my control. It was actually boring, and consisted of a walk through a little alley and then my street toward my house at home (not here). I somehow soon realized I must be dreaming and watched it like a movie, commenting on the detail of my recollection...

[NightCrystal]

My dream last night started out on the adult side...then shifted to being about a bunch of animals living in a house together. That ended when the cow ate the rooster and switched to being about little red men chasing around 50 foot rainbow women. All in all it was and interesting night.

[lollipop cuts]

Last night I dreamed that Oprah and my grandmother (who is really a lesbian) were in love and decided to get married on a cruise ship. I wanted to go but couldn't get the week off of work. The whole dream was me trying to get the week off of work.

Whaaaaaat.

[midgetshrimp]

Ok. Those last two dreams are pretty awesome. Especially the cow eating the rooster. Sounds like a fable...

I had a dream last night but can't remember any of it.

[Alisonchan]

Last night and day, since I mostly slept because I was snowed in, I had several hours worth of dreaming that I can recall, and almost all of it was horribly violent and realistic, more than most movies would dare show. The thing is, that all the violence was coming from me, and I remember some friends in my dream telling me that they were horrified by my actions, and I was like, "It's only a dream you guys. Would you prefer that I do these things in real life?" But they were still very upset that I chose to do it at all. My friend's that were speaking were most likely my sense of conscious. Anyways, I destroyed about eight houses with different things I found, including rebar, sledge hammers, and driving a car through them, and murdered about sixty people individually. As violent as this was, I was able to maintain the fact that it was a dream the entire time, so when I woke up, I felt more contented than when I first went to sleep. I guess it was like mentally squeezing a stress ball, because I didn't feel as angry about some things in my life as I had before. The only people I met in my dream that I didn't murder: My SO, my Mother, and my father. It was kind of weird to exclude them, because I murdered other friends in the dream, even though they were innocent. Probably the most shocking thing my brain let me do, was to let me beat my SO's violent bitch neighbor's 19 yr old son to death with a broken piece of rebar, and then stomp on his neck until it opened up to reveal his treachea, and then lift him up and pin him to the side of his room with the rebar through his exposed neck hole. On the other hand, in real life, he has shouted obscenities at me from across the street when I was getting things out of my car, and thrown glass bottles at me.

In conclusion: It surprises me that I don't feel any guilt about this dream. At the same time, while I was having the dream, I realized it wasn't real. Otherwise, I feel guilty about almost everything in my life, most of which isn't my fault.

Yay for dreams.

[Don Alexander]

Quite an imagination there, alison...

I just had another "forumite" dream, but only as in dreaming of reading stuff on the forum. T2B was very, very happy with DnE, and as a present, promised to call him on the phone!!

[Dirty n Evil]

I would be... but I can't imagine the phone bill from calling long distance a full continent away.

[Don Alexander]

That's what VoIP is for. I mean, otherwise Asaryu and MS would have approached the national deficit by now. ;)

By the way, what woke me up from the dream, just seconds after "reading the post", was a weird noise. It basically sounded... suctiony, like some plunger being extracted or something like that, but with an additional electronic modulation to it. A plop making love to a twang. It didn't sound like anything a real material would do. So it must have been in my head. But on the other hand, it sounded like it was under me, and quite loud, and it woke me up, which things in my dreams are usually not won't to do.