I don't even know where to begin. Let's start with a summary to remember each part:
From the night before last:
RV trip with my dad
-gas station
-underwater bridge
Travel abroad trip with Rob
-Wagon ride
-Forgetting things
-Borrowing cigarettes
-Goat attack
-Train ride
-Secret passageways
Pulling out long in-grown hairs
From last night:
Mission to thwart thieves
-truck ride
-Shadowcat-like superpowers
Spy Training
-One gun, one clip
-Secret entrance from tunnel
-Headquarters, welcome
-Meeting Gabriel
-Attack on headquarters, not sure which side people are on
-Gabriel's help
Back in High School
-In band, no lessons all semester
-Survey worth large part of grade, started strong, got distracted
-bathroom break, bell choir instructor
-visiting principal, asking about shotput
-in the bathroom, large toilet, no seat, jelly/ice cubes
-Justin McAlpine smoking
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
My dream last night felt amazingly real, and was inspired by the movie Never Let Me Go.
As the dream started off, I think I was a newcomer in a colony of people who were all about my age. Everyone felt familiar, like I'd known them for years, and yet each new person that came still brought a thrill of new experiences with them. We all became close within hours of meeting one another because we simply felt a common bond.
As the dream went on, I came to realize that we were all clones with very similar genetics. We were encouraged (perhaps by our genes, perhaps by the situation in which we were placed) to have very intimate relationships with one another. In fact, when a common attraction formed between two of us, their relationship moved from a "separate" or "single" status to a "tangled" status, which is something that both persons know right away when it happens. There is also a third, more intimate, relationship level, but I didn't know what it was called. I remember moving into a "tangled" status while rubbing feet with someone else in bed.
At one point a girl and I were planning to fall asleep in order to take on and kill Freddy Krueger. At first we were going to sleep in the same bed, but if one of us got killed, I didn't want the others to suspect that the other had done it. Also, I wanted to tell one of our colony-mates what we were doing so that they would know what happened if we both died. But then there was someone in my bed, and I started snuggling with them instead of falling asleep to fight Freddy.
Also at some point I dreamt that I was "putting makeup on" by applying shoe polish to my face.
As the dream started off, I think I was a newcomer in a colony of people who were all about my age. Everyone felt familiar, like I'd known them for years, and yet each new person that came still brought a thrill of new experiences with them. We all became close within hours of meeting one another because we simply felt a common bond.
As the dream went on, I came to realize that we were all clones with very similar genetics. We were encouraged (perhaps by our genes, perhaps by the situation in which we were placed) to have very intimate relationships with one another. In fact, when a common attraction formed between two of us, their relationship moved from a "separate" or "single" status to a "tangled" status, which is something that both persons know right away when it happens. There is also a third, more intimate, relationship level, but I didn't know what it was called. I remember moving into a "tangled" status while rubbing feet with someone else in bed.
At one point a girl and I were planning to fall asleep in order to take on and kill Freddy Krueger. At first we were going to sleep in the same bed, but if one of us got killed, I didn't want the others to suspect that the other had done it. Also, I wanted to tell one of our colony-mates what we were doing so that they would know what happened if we both died. But then there was someone in my bed, and I started snuggling with them instead of falling asleep to fight Freddy.
Also at some point I dreamt that I was "putting makeup on" by applying shoe polish to my face.
Friday, December 16, 2011
December 15th, 2011: I had a dream last night that I had a long blonde wig on and was trying to get it styled right using a brush and techniques I learned by watching Jana Giboney (basically physical assault). Then I realized it was a wig, took it off, and my own hair was also out of control. It was practically a mullet!
December 11th, 2011: Last night I dreamed that I was visiting Reading, Pennsylvania. While there, I found a JellyBelly store! They actually didn't have that great of a variety, but they had all my favorites. My sister was an employee there, but wasn't working there at the time when I visited. Another employee showed us how the jellybean-picker-upper machine worked, and it very nearly crushed A.j. Morales, who was with me. I spent a lot of time crafting my order, which consisted of the NUMBERS of certain flavors instead of the poundage. I requested 50 watermelon, 50 cotton candy, some others, and then 200 marshmallow.
December 11th, 2011: Last night I dreamed that I was visiting Reading, Pennsylvania. While there, I found a JellyBelly store! They actually didn't have that great of a variety, but they had all my favorites. My sister was an employee there, but wasn't working there at the time when I visited. Another employee showed us how the jellybean-picker-upper machine worked, and it very nearly crushed A.j. Morales, who was with me. I spent a lot of time crafting my order, which consisted of the NUMBERS of certain flavors instead of the poundage. I requested 50 watermelon, 50 cotton candy, some others, and then 200 marshmallow.
Friday, April 15, 2011
This weekend I am house and dog sitting for my friend and coworker Cortney. There are 5 dogs (3 little yappy dogs, 1 big old Weimeraner, and 1 older dog, who sleeps in the bed with me). I went to bed early last night, and woke up at 3:30 absolutely sure I could hear one of the dogs peeing on the floor. I jumped up, yelled, "NO!", and quickly took the dogs outside to go to the bathroom. When I got back up to the room, no one had peed, I had simply dreamed it.
Tuesday, March 08, 2011
Last night I was driving home from a trip. The scenery was California-y (can you say, "hills"?), but I was excited because I was heading to see my Michigan friends. I saw a fast food restaurant at which I wanted to eat, but it was late at night so I was unsure if they were open. I pulled into the parking lot, and it seemed that their drive-thru was open, though the dine-in area was closed. I drove off and shortly thereafter realized I had forgotten to get food! I found a large parking lot in which to turn around, but I took the turnaround too quickly for the wet road and began to slide right toward a house. I had a feeling that I could control the slide, so I locked up my brakes and turned the steering wheel. I must not have controlled the slide properly, because I then found myself walking to my friends' house.
It began to rain, first lightly, then harder and harder. I was walking in front of closed shops through their parking areas. At one spot, in between the parking lots of two different shops, was a set of perhaps 6 steps. Each step was four or five times higher than your average step, so I had to climb down while water cascaded down the stairs, soaking me(perhaps this is a good time to mention that I climbed a waterfall on Sunday). Eventually, a girl pulled over and picked me up from beside the road. She asked where I was going, and I told her my friends lived nearby, and I could show her how to get there. I could not remember the road names, but I knew I could identify the proper turns when I saw them. Of COURSE I was unable to identify those proper turns, and I got us terribly lost.
All I knew was that we had to turn around, then turn right and head uphill until we reached Sunset Boulevard. She did not believe that I knew where I was going, but found an intersection in which to turn around in front of a house at which a party was taking place. I hopped out of the car so she could turn it around (doesn't make sense, I know) and found myself amongst the crowd of people leaving the party. Jimmy Grainger, whom I knew from high school, walked out, totally drunk, with three ugly girls helping him out to the car. He challenged me to a fight, and I decided to take him up on it. We squared off and I kicked him right between the legs.
The end.
It began to rain, first lightly, then harder and harder. I was walking in front of closed shops through their parking areas. At one spot, in between the parking lots of two different shops, was a set of perhaps 6 steps. Each step was four or five times higher than your average step, so I had to climb down while water cascaded down the stairs, soaking me(perhaps this is a good time to mention that I climbed a waterfall on Sunday). Eventually, a girl pulled over and picked me up from beside the road. She asked where I was going, and I told her my friends lived nearby, and I could show her how to get there. I could not remember the road names, but I knew I could identify the proper turns when I saw them. Of COURSE I was unable to identify those proper turns, and I got us terribly lost.
All I knew was that we had to turn around, then turn right and head uphill until we reached Sunset Boulevard. She did not believe that I knew where I was going, but found an intersection in which to turn around in front of a house at which a party was taking place. I hopped out of the car so she could turn it around (doesn't make sense, I know) and found myself amongst the crowd of people leaving the party. Jimmy Grainger, whom I knew from high school, walked out, totally drunk, with three ugly girls helping him out to the car. He challenged me to a fight, and I decided to take him up on it. We squared off and I kicked him right between the legs.
The end.
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