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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #855 on: June 04, 2010, 07:46:05 PM »

I had the most amazing dream ever. It was the dead of night, and I was in my driveway for some reason, and then Jello Biafra showed up and played the mandolin for me.

Best. Dream. Ever.
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #856 on: June 05, 2010, 09:21:32 AM »

I had the most amazing dream ever. It was the dead of night, and I was in my driveway for some reason, and then Jello Biafra showed up and played the mandolin for me.

Best. Dream. Ever.


Thank god it wasn't the ukelele!
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #857 on: June 07, 2010, 02:00:31 AM »

I've been dreaming about cameras lately.

The first dream was about my friends and I going on a trip. One of my very good friends was with me. I had a camera and was documenting the trip through photos. But then I accidently pressed the wrong button and all the photos were gone...and there was no way of getting them back.

The second was about taking production pictures for Cabaret. When I went home to upload them, I couldn't figure out how to and ended up pressing another button and the lens of the camera kept growing. On any normal camera, they'd stop but this one just kept extending. Then it overheated and burst into flames, I tossed it on the bed and covered it with a blanket to stop the fire.

The third was just about me going around with my  new camera - it was either a Nikon or a Olympus Pen. I took all kinds of pictures - of animals, friends, self portraits. It worked perfectly.
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #858 on: June 07, 2010, 07:10:11 AM »

I had the most amazing dream ever. It was the dead of night, and I was in my driveway for some reason, and then Jello Biafra showed up and played the mandolin for me.

Best. Dream. Ever.


Thank god it wasn't the ukelele!

Why not?
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #859 on: June 07, 2010, 07:57:01 AM »

This one was weird...
Stephen Fry invited me to go to a high class brothel in a secret location somewhere in a suburb of Sheffield(!) It was so secret everyone who went had to be blindfolded. I kept saying I probably wouldn't be able to pay for anything but everyone was saying I should go anyway because you didn't necessarily have to buy anything. I hadn't been there long when I was told that the owners were being sued and everyone would have to pay £750,000 in legal fees on pain of death. I ran away, pursued by a family with sharpened shovels but found none of the streets led anywhere. I gave my pursuers the slip and started randomly opening doors until I found one led outside - it wasn't a suburb of Sheffield at all, it was near a small town in Canada! The townsfolk were helpful once I explained what had happened and it turned out the press were trying to do an exposé on the brothel but could never find where it was.
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #860 on: June 08, 2010, 04:52:02 PM »

^^ I love it. LOVE it.


This morning's was pretty fucking awesome. Bit long though...

I was in London - no idea why - and there was no-one about. Like literally, nobody - it wasn't scary, like 28 Days Later empty, it was just that everyone was taking the day off and staying in bed, so like they'd all called in sick and none of the shops were open and nothing was happening at all - it was all over the country though, not just London. England had pulled a sicky. As a result, I was bored stiff, so after lunch (I'd brought sandwiches xD) I went to find something to do. First I was in a business meeting in Boots, but nobody except me and the manager turned up. It was pretty weird because she lived in the store, which is why she turned up at all, and the meeting was on her bed. I was sat there in a shirt and black trousers, and she was having a cup of tea in her nightie with the covers pulled up to her chin.

Anyway, after a while I got bored of that so I left and went to a Liberal Democrat cabinet meeting instead. It was in this little white room at the back of a Methodist church because even though the Lib Dems were in charge, they weren't using the proper parliamentary buildings. I asked one woman why not, and what happened to the coalition and she said, "Oh, we decided to take it in turns and have alternating blue and yellow weeks. This week's yellow, but George [I assume Osborne] went home with the keys so we're locked out." There was a lot of milling about and drinking horrible conference tea (if you've been to a conference, you know the tea xD) while we waited for people to get out of bed and come and run the country. There was a circle of chairs, and I was sort of slumped over in one - I think I must have been sleeping in a weird position or something.

Anyway, eventually the meeting got going with like six of us, and then 15 minutes late, Cleggy walks in and sits next to me. He was in his shirt-sleeves, looking terribly dashing xD I was really fucking excited, it being Cleggy and all, but I couldn't move so I was like pressed face-first against his arm. He smelt looovely xD He was really funny, like pant-wettingly so, and really, really fucking mean. At one point this fat guy who looked a bit like a really poor Rufus Hound was talking, and Cleggy was like muttering to himself while he pulled a "listening" look, "Go on, fatty, you're as interesting as syphillis" and the like. The guy was called Simon, and passed a bit of paper to Cleggy who like smiled at him and said to himself through his teeth, "You're a complete cock and I hate you". Cracked me right up. I'd sat up by this point, and I made a joke about something and Cleggy looked at me sort of sideways and laughed. Then this scrawny, pale woman was talking and he leant over and went, "You're not supposed to be here" in my ear. I was like, eep! and he just smiled and looked at me a went, "Though... I suppose I don't mind" and winked at me xD

Eventually the meeting finished and Cleggy walked me to the door, gave me a hug and sent me on my way with a pat on the bum. I had to walk home - from London - and the path was like a bike trail near me but surrounded by much more high-tech ones that were all like silver and incredible. I wasn't meant to walk on those ones though, because once you were on you couldn't get back to the trail I was meant to be walking on. My brother rang me to ask if I'd be home for tea and was like, "I didn't know you'd gone out, I've only just got up. We'll have to have Pot Noodle, I'm afraid - it'd be take-away, but the chippy's shut because they're all in bed". I told him I was walking from London and he went, "Ah, about half an hour then. See you soon!" I went on the wrong path then, I was on this moving walkway thing and this pregnant woman pushing a pram - the pram was empty, she was just being like pre-emptive or something - walked past and told me very kindly where to get off. Turned out I had to jump off the side to get back to my path.

Anyway, eventually I got home and Thomas put the TV on while we ate our Pot Noodles. The only channel that was broadcasting - what with everyone in the country being in bed - was like BBC Parliament. It was this empty room, and a really wobbly camera. Cleggy was stood there, getting ready to talk, but the camera kept wobbling and he was like, "This is acting Prime Minister Cleggy [Yes he called himself Cleggy!]. I'd like to make a- Simon, would you keep that bloody thing still!" The camera like righted itself and zoomed in on Cleggy as he went, "I'd like to make an announcement. If you were at our meeting today and shouldn't have been.... call me!" and winked down the camera. Thomas was outraged and turned it off before I could copy out the number on the bit of cardboard Simon was now holding up in front of the screen, and I woke up.
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #861 on: June 10, 2010, 11:03:15 AM »

I had the most amazing dream ever. It was the dead of night, and I was in my driveway for some reason, and then Jello Biafra showed up and played the mandolin for me.

Best. Dream. Ever.


Thank god it wasn't the ukelele!

Why not?

Because that would just be......icky.   




I was with some strangers outside the house I lived in growing up.  The house had been a hotel but had been a residence for quite some time when my father bought it.  There was a lower roof area that was not very steep.  The higher roof loomed behind hit.  The lower area was relatively flat.  In the middle were 6 or 7 dormers.  I got up on the roof and went in one of the windows.  I met a painter working near the fireplace in a gigantic room.  I said I used to live here but hadn't been inside in years.  He let me go through the house.  It was now all renovated and ornate and strange and....huge.  But when I entered the final room I immediately recognized it as "my room".  Later, I was looking at a very old photograph of the family that used to live there.  It began on a balcony and panned down a large staircase to the main floor, with the family members situated throughout the photo.  They had an aura of ghostliness about them.  But, superimposed , and clearly taken years later, were my own family members and a few friends.  I looked at everyone intently and saw that I looked exactly like a person from the "old" photograph.

The richer part of the family was restoring my old house.  Another part was living in a modest but well-kept-up home and it was there I was visiting.  One man from this group was upset that he wasn't getting his due - his fair share - so he was trying to do some sneaky stuff so he could end up with the big house.  He was in a house with low ceililngs and many rooms that was crammed with furniture and junk and was in complete disarray.  The light was filtered like in horror movies.  He was there with his big bald-headed goon.  They were there to wreak havoc of some sort.  Just then, I heard someone yell out that someone with great strength was here to save the day.  Fuck me!  It was Superman!  He grabbed a file cabinet, held it straight out (and I thought "how could he do that, what with gravity and the low ceiling?") and smashed into the next room.  The man and his goon skedaddled outside and took off in their truck.  An old blind man and his wife from down the block jumped inside the truck and yelled at and pummeled the two.........

And then, I'm at an old house owned by another member of the family, an old well-heeled woman.  We were in the parlor talking.  The wallpaper had a flower pattern and was very old.  She asked me how the big house compared to hers, and I told her it was nouveau rich, too ornate and gaudy, and that I preferred hers.  And then I woke up.
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #862 on: June 10, 2010, 02:01:38 PM »

I keep having baby dreams.
The other night it was that some crazy lady from my childhood (an ex-friend of my moms who tore our bathroom up and spread blood and feces all over the walls) had left two boxes under our upper couch cushions.
One had eight kittens.
The other had four babies.
She left them there for a long ass time.
When I found them, two kittens were still alive, barely.
And only one baby had survived.
I nursed them all back to health. I was really upset about the others, though.

And then last night I dreamed my nephew was a newborn again (he's almost seven now), and I was trying to find a diaper for him so he could nap with my mom and I could go out drinking.
I couldn't find one, so I left him in a towel next to her.
And then I had some whiskey in a tree house above the town I grew up in.
Bazzaaarrr.
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #863 on: June 10, 2010, 03:39:59 PM »

i'm on probation for getting arrested for possession of marijuana and i keep having dreams that i smoke some mary jane or do something bad and then i go fail a drug screen.
i always wake up crying because a lot depends on me passing every week and i don't know what to make of these dreams.
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #864 on: June 10, 2010, 04:22:01 PM »

i'm on probation for getting arrested for possession of marijuana and i keep having dreams that i smoke some mary jane or do something bad and then i go fail a drug screen.
i always wake up crying because a lot depends on me passing every week and i don't know what to make of these dreams.

Simple.  You're worried about failing and going to jail.  So stay away from all your pothead friends! 

Glad to see you've returned, Camille.


By the way, I had a marihuana conviction when I was in college, and I still dream about close calls with pot and Johnny Law.
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #865 on: June 13, 2010, 12:54:15 AM »

dreamed i had an arranged marriage. w.t.f, that came out of nowhere.
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #866 on: June 13, 2010, 09:16:32 AM »

For some unknown reason I had a dream about Robert Patternson and I was terrified of him. I was sitting on the ground with my knees pulled up to my chest an he was telling me what to do and I was very quietly agreeing with him just saying "OK" in a very sad voice. Then I woke up and thought "why the hell was i so scared?!"
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #867 on: June 13, 2010, 09:28:20 AM »

I had another sex dream last night. The guy was really hot too.
Also, I had a dream that I had a French test in the cinema-that's-not-a-cinema in our town. And I did really badly, I only managed to get one small part of the test done and then we were told the exam was over. And everyone else seemed to have been fine. My friend was trying to help me with it, but I was so confused.
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #868 on: June 13, 2010, 11:00:04 AM »

I had the dream where Jello Biafra plays the mandolin for me again.
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Re: weird dreams
« Reply #869 on: July 06, 2010, 05:41:57 AM »

Come on, people!! I haven't read a really good freaky-ass dream in ages. Pull yourselves together. My subconcious and I are doing our bit ;)


Last night, I was on the Ricki Lake show sat in the audience while she talked to two evangelical Christian families about homosexuality. One lot basically sounded sort of within acceptable limits of religious freedom, but the other lot were psychos and freaks to the bone. So I kidnapped them. Obv. And we drove to the Lake District, because not only can I drive in my dreams, but Ricki Lake is filmed in north west England..... Aaanyway, we were driving for days, non-stop, and the police were like trying to find us but couldn't. Eventually, I gave the dad of the family a Bible with the bits he was ignoring typed in bold, and got out to hide in a tree by a river for a while. After a bit, I came down and asked a dog walker if there were any police about, and he was like, "Wha-? No..... Why?" and I just like shrugged and claimed I was a Cop Spotter - like a trainspotter, but with cops. Then I was walking along by the river, and realised that they might have sniffer dogs out to find me, so I got in the river and started walking through the water - it came up to my nose, literally xD And my dog was there! My labrador, Daisy, was swimming along next to me - she was lovely. I forgot all about the police, and eventually got out of the river and started walking across the hills - I didn't really know where I was, so I was looking for clues and things, but I couldn't see any, so that was a bit rubbish. I was running across the moors, basically, and occasionally stopping to climb a stile and stuff. Turned out it was home time for all the schools and stuff, which I realised when I noticed these two teenage twin boys in football kits were walking ahead of me the whole time. Then we got to this bit that was like a massive lake full of yachts and things, with all flags from other countries on. I think it was like a really fancy holiday resort. Anyway, the path I was on took me into a village, where I was like, "Ok, so I've got no money and no clothes, but I think I'm gonna live here". Met up with my friend Sluggy, who was doing the same thing and also didn't have any money. We were trying to find some, but all the coins I could find were foreign, like I couldn't tell if the language on them was Welsh or Cornish or what, and I think I was on an island. Then through the course of this part of the dream, I kept finding more and more money, and it turned out I was loaded. There was a woman I knew there, a Quaker called Judy, who sat us down for a cup of tea and a chat, and I tried to get her to sign my student finance stuff (because irl I still haven't done it o.O) and then realised I didn't have the forms, my bag was all just full of money. Foreign money. Wtf.
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