Some of the more "interesting" exerpts from my Dream Journal:
13th September 2004.
For some odd reason, I had a dream about self-mutilation. I had a dream that I slit my elbow with a straightened-out paperclip.
And I was in a resteraunt... with dogs. Lots of dogs.
And for some reason, there was a fork at my table covered in gravy.
I said: "Waiter, this fork isn't clean! It has gravy on it!"
So he nodded... and placed a few peas and string on my fork.
I've gotta get more rest.
16 September 2004
I had a dream that there was a kid made of jelly that I was babysitting... and he sat on a conveyor belt with his mother, and then the conveyor belt started moving and his head was sliced off. Then he and his mother were put into a mincing machine... and Chocolate Crackle Squares came out?
Then his brothers eagerly started eating him. *Twitch twitch*
"Mmm, dessert with no dinner!"
Then for no apparent reason, I was chasing after a frog made of cheesecake. And the next-door neighbor, who was suddenly different from Eileen... died, so there were parties held there every night. And here, too. In our garage?
Then I found out that j0sh (a member of the Astral Society forums) died, and there were people wearing seven caps at once, each with a really stupid phrase on it.
My brain hurts.
18 September 2004
Pokemon dream. I dreamed I had all these butt-ugly Pokemon figures lined up on a wall of the school... and they'd been there for years. (I don't even LIKE pokemon!!!)
The price of them had risen again, so I was going to take 'em back and Ebay them off or something, then a gardener spotted me.
"Security SPLAYER!!!" he yelled, annoyingly. "Security SPLAYER!"
And then Jasmine, my best friend kept on whining that more of the Pokemon didn't look like apples.
That's what you get when you skip your medication a few times. -.-
28 September 2004
My dreams scare me sometimes.
Like last night. I dreamt I was on a freaky game show on Jupiter, and I had to eat all my opponents.
So I pulled out a knife and said, "Sorry, I'm vegetarian" and stabbed a rock and ate it.
03 October 2004
And I'm not even vegetarian!
I dreampt I was in a hotel with peach-coloured corridors, and polished concrete floors. Along the walls were the usual- awards from Boy Scouts, certificates, paint-by-number knockoffs of classic art pieces- with half the squares filled in, mind you, and a pool.
However, the pool was empty, and by the side was a huge upside-down crocodile head with a sign on its nostril: "Pool closed for renovation".
That was... weird. The corridor behind the crocodile sloped really radically, and I kept slipping down it and getting polished gravelburn, and polish ham.
So I rockclimbed up it, to my room.
My room looked like one that used to be in my grandmas house- complete with the three plastic dolls (one blonde, two brunette) and an out of date computer at the corner.
However, for some reason that computer had internet. Since there was no pool, I sat down at it.
Six minutes later, I loaded my email- and I got an IM from Steve.
"WHERE WERE YOU?! I've been worried sick!"
"Dead Bob, I didn't send an email? "
"I hate you!"
Then he threw a boquet at me.
06 October 2004
I dreamed I was in a train with my grandma. Her husband had recently died, risen from the dead and gotten the face of a frog, so maybe it was a funeral?
Anyways, Hal was there and I kept doing stupid things like saying "I'll drink to that!" while shoving chunks of wood into my mouth and getting splinters.
For some reason, grandma kept throwing stuff off the moving train into his coffin, and Hal's sister was on the train with Crystal Macdamara (this grade 8 girl who stalks my older sis) and some other generic-looking girls.
You'd think I'd have had a lucid dream from that, but nooo.
I materialized at my computer to tell Steve I was on holidays, then I thought "Hey, no I'm not! Holy bovines, have I slept in!?"
I hadn't.
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