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[CottonCandy]

I keep on having these dreams that my parents are splitting up.  I find them quite upsetting, and they're very realistic, but I still realise they're not real.

Maybe it has something to do with stress?

I also had a whole night of weird dreams lately, including one where I woke up in the street under a duvet and in pyjamas I wore as a child, with raspberries in the pyjama pocket, and another one which was a sexydream about Brian Molko (but that was rather nice one).

[Half Mar]

I had a weird, and disturbing dream.

There was a fire, so I had to call 911, and when the firemen came the fire was already gone. This happened several times. After that, I went to some place and was hiding or something, and watching a teacher who was around there. Apparently, I had a crush on this teacher, and believe me, that is quite disturbing. She liked me too, but this was illegal. I called her, and she said that I shouldn't, because no one could find out about it.

That's all I can remember, thank god

[Pandora]

Had another crazy one last night, went like this:

I was talking to a doctor and she mentioned that the easiest way to tell if someone has HIV is if they're left handed. So I was freaking out cos I am left handed so I went to get tested. You had to get a boat to the testing centre cos there was a river (I don't know either) and while I was waiting for the boat with a bunch of friends, I met a man and he was going to get tested too, cos he'd suddenly switched from being right handed to being a lefty.

tl;dr: Left handedness means you have HIV.

I dreamt I was in love with you! Which is crazy, I don't even know you, and I'm straight (you're lovely though, if I was gay I'd totally want you). Maybe I spend too much time on this forum I also dreamt about nuclear holocaust: All the world leaders agreed to set off every nuke on earth at the same time to kill all mankind, and there was one place I would be safe, so I had to go there, fast. I said goodbye to all my friends, and they were really happy, they didn't seem to care that they were going to die, and I didn't seem to care either.

[Captain Oblivious]

I dreamt I was in love with you! Which is crazy, I don't even know you, and I'm straight (you're lovely though, if I was gay I'd totally want you). Maybe I spend too much time on this forum

hahaha! That's amazing

[my beautiful idiot]

Had a dream last night that I was seeing a production of The Who's Tommy (or at least that's what I think it was). Anyway, I was there with some friends and my parents. During intermission I went out into the hallway (because this was at a school) and talked to some people. I got back into the auditorium late, but not before seeing a kid I knew from junior high waiting outside the door. I knew he was in the show because I'd seen him onstage, and he was like "Hi!" and I was like "Hey! I know you." And then I asked what part he was playing and he said, "I'm playing Tommy, the lead." I said, "Oh that's awesome. You're doing an amazing job." And we gave each other a hug and I went back in.

Also, another friend of mine was there and I saw him during intermission, and he was like "I love your eyeliner. You're really pretty."

[lucyanna]

I keep having weird and slightly disturbing dreams that are leaving me tired when I wake up. Last night's dream:
I was chased into an airport by people in a very shiny black car, they appeared to be a cross between men in black agents and evil smiling clowns. While they were chasing me they were pouring a strange acid-like substance on the road behind them, and this was starting to make the road wobbly, like jello, but not in a good way. I thought that I was safe once inside the airport, but could see the black car driving around everywhere outside, still pouring the acid on the ground. Everything outside was soft and wobbly, except for the areas that were turning in on themselves and becoming  black holes of nothingness, and eventually everything outside was...nothing. At this point the airport was still solid matter, but it was shaking so much that huge parts of the building were falling on top of people all over the place. There was lots of running, dodging, and screaming until the airport had collapsed completely and killed everyone. :/

[Cadosynn]

I didn't sleep very well last night, and I ended up waking and falling back asleep a lot.

1. All my pets could talk. We were getting ready to move to a new house and I had them all in the car. I ran back to the trailer to get Emilia and Spencer, and the pets teamed up to steal my car. They had themselves bungee cord-ed together and the steering wheel was on the right side. I was running around the court asking people if they thought the cops (Wal-Mart people...) would believe that three dogs, four cats, two hamsters, and twelve hermit crabs stole a car. They all said no, and when I started feeling very anxious about getting my car back from the pets I woke up.

2. I was riding in one of those bike trailer things, and Ben was on the bike, when I went into labor. We pulled over and I was having a baby while people smiled and jogged past. When the baby came out he stood up, smiled, and started jogging with everyone else.

3. Ben had decided to stay in Virginia forever, so I had to take care of Emilia and Spencer by myself. I was in the car with an ex-boyfriend who had long hair, and he distracted me, so I didn't notice that Emilia was gone. When I did notice I found her walking into the store with another little girl. I was yelling at Emilia to come with me, and the girl she was with wouldn't let go of her arm. Emilia said, "I don't need family anymore." I managed to tear her away from the little girl, and the girl was chasing us and jumping up trying to grab Emilia. I kept pushing her away, but she kept coming back, so I hit her in the head. The other mothers in the store gave me bad looks for hitting the girl, and that made me mad because she was trying to take away my Emilia. The girl was scary, and I was confident that Emilia was going to stay with me, but I was worried that the girl was going to take her away from me.

4. The last dream I remember before giving up on sleep: I was in a helicopter, and Emilia fell out, but we couldn't do anything. The new baby was born shortly after. He started sliding before I had a chance to hold him, and I yelled, "Catch him!!" but the new baby fell out of the helicopter before the guy could stop him.

[Indja]

I HAD MY FIRST CLEGGY SEX DREAM!!
I'm very proud. He gives magnificent oral.

[slyvia k]

aaaah i had the best dream last night!
i dreamt i was at a party and there were SO many hot lesbians.
(hot lesbian for me, cute slightly androgynous girl, à la tegan & sara and so on...)
the weird thing is that the party was at my university, and among the guests were some classmates
(and i told one of those i loved her, in the dream)
and also this huge italian tv celebrity who's married and all but supposedly a lesbian and i would really like to fuck her
then the party was over and there was a huge thunderstorm and i walked home, but there was lots of traffic and a huuuuge circus walking by, with elephants and all! creepy!

[Half Mar]

I had a dream last night, and I can't remember it. I know Lena Headey was shortly in it, but I can't remember anything else at all. I hope it comes back though

[Indja]

I was an eleven year old boy - and it just gets weirder from there. My family were on holiday with the family of my best friend, and we were showing off our mad skills in a sport that was essentially BMXing on water - like we'd dive right down before shooting up and doing stunts and tricks in the air. It was awesome. However, once the other kids had got out, my best friend and I decided to show off extra because we were awesome. Turns out, he was my bike. I was holding onto him as we dived down and I realised he hated me, and was trying to drown me. Then my watch fell off, which I was mightily displeased about. Something funny happened then and the bikeboy lost control and started drowning instead of me (I could breathe water, apparently. It was very cold and tasted like metal). I saved both him and my watch, although it had stopped, and dragged him out to give him CPR before turning on his family and demanding at the very least that they fix my watch after their kid had tried to kill me.

Then it all changed and I was me again! I was living at my old house, and we were having a big family party, only instead of my normal family there was a load of people I don't remember and I had two brothers, Randy from My Name Is Earl and Phoebe's brother Frank from Friends. I spent a lot of the night with Randy because he was my favourite, and at one point we went out into the garden to see the stars. We got out there, and there were all these angels walking in a procession through the bottom of the garden. I knew that no-one but me and Randy could see them, and he was so excited that we ended up going to talk to them. They took us into the house next door, which was empty, and gave Randy a pet unicorn. He was well chuffed. Then we went back to the party and I got a little over-whelmed by how much I loved my simple, idiot brothers and we had a big cuddle and they called me silly.

[Sarah Doll]

In the last one I remember, I was pregnant (Nathan Fillion was involved ), a day from my due date I think.. I was trying to pick a name. But they were really ordinary names so my brother wouldn't scowl over crazy poetic ones.. I can't remember what I chose, I think the middle name was Patrick though

Twas odd..

[Devery]

It began mundanely enough.  A few people sitting at a table attempted to throw dimes into a bag a short distance away.  They missed.  Another person easily tossed their dime in.  I took the final turn and casually put the dime between my thumb and middle finger and put it in.  We divided up the change, which also included some nickels and quarters.  Then it was decided that a bigger contest was needed.  We were now in a large building.  The leader of a motorcyle gang was in charge of officially starting the contest.  He then drove off on his motorcycle with one of his buddies.  The contest began by me sitting in a chair and someone from a few feet away tossing a few pieces of change at me.  I was wondering why they were so close.  Certainly some distance should be required in order to be a true test of skill.  Anyway, the person missed, as did the next person.  Then, the people throwing change, and other things, from a distance all hit the mark.  Finally, I find myself protected by a board of plywood, with another piece of plywood over my lap.  Someone throws a concrete block which hits the board and lands on the plywood.  Then, at quite a distance, Markie Mark Wahlberg and someone who looks like Eddie Murphy, but is actually someone else, prepares to throw a golden trumpet.  With much fanfare and ado, they prepare for the mighty launch.  I am bracing myself behind the plywood, but at the same time I could see everything.  I was thinking that even if they hit the mark (pun!), there is no way it could stay on the board next to the concrete block.  The golden horn was tossed and flew through the air.  Miraculously, it landed on the narrow area in front of the concrete block and stayed there.  We had a winner!  I had long before this decided that I wouldn't take my turn, anyway.

[Devery]

I was working in a hospital of sorts.  My job was to inject small, plastic dolls with a kind of re-animation fluid for those patients who were dying and had just been transferred to the hospital.  Other, little substories kept winding through, such as my agreeing to compose and play the music for a celebrity who was putting on a show.  I told them that "it's already been written", and could hear snippets of it in my head.  Another one was someone coming into my work place at the hospital and asking if I wanted Jennifer's tux that they were holding.  It was in a costume box, the kind with thin cardboard and plastic covering most of the box top.  I had picked out the tux for her to wear at her funeral and was glad to get it back as something to remember her by.  Back to the main story:  I asked an assistant what had happened to one of the re-animated dolls.  Both the doll and the human had been doing well, and I was concerned.  He told me that he couldn't help himself and that he had eaten the doll.  The dream was much more involved and convoluted, as they always are, but that's about all I can remember.

[Morpheus Laughing]

I had a dream that I was drunk and walking through London and listening to a cassette tape. The tape got jammed and unravelled and a policeman saw me trying to drunkenly wind it up. I thought he was going to fine me but he instead wound up my unravelled cassette tape. I thanked him reluctantly because I was relieved that I wasn't getting a fine but he had twisted up the tape in a weird way that meant I would have to fix it again after he had gone.

All in all, it was a dull dream but it was weird because it has been years since I have thought about cassette players.