Wednesday, November 20, 2002

Shower. Kitties.

I remember two parts from last night and, one again for tradition's sake, they were both odd. When I woke up this morning I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower, and then realized I was already clean. Then I half remembered showering in the middle of the night, and moreso remember looking at my clock and seeing that it was 1:30 in the morning at the time. So yeah, now I sleep shower. Add that to the list: Sleep talk, sleep walk, sleep hide my glasses from myself, and sleep shower. Exciting times.

The only part of my dream last night that I remember I hope isn't insulting. So if it is, I apologize ahead of time. But in my dream I was in a house, and was told that the "new arrival" was upstairs. So I thought, "Okay, someone had a baby." I went upstairs and there was Heather Y. from youth group... and she HAD had a baby... but this was no ordinary baby.... She had somehow had a kitten... yeah, quite wierd. (but that's alright, kittens are cuter than real babies anyway ;o) ) She had it swaddled up and handed it to me, telling me to be careful because it likes to scratch and doesn't really like people. But her kitten just.... petted my face with its paw. I felt special. So yeah, in conclusion, my obsessive compulsiveness over cleanliness goes into my sleep, and my friends give birth to kittens.

Off to ponder just how screwed up I am,
Taj

Sunday, November 17, 2002

No really! I'm not lazy! I just haven't dreamed til now!

I really don't think I've remembered any of my dreams since my last post, so my lack of posting here is not solely due to laziness. Last dream was very... wierd. But hey, aren't they all? Apparently I was back home in Pa, and I was supposed to take a quiz on the back porch. But I kept getting distracted by a bunch of different stuff. I was looking around in the laundry room for....something. I think lint kept getting in my way... but I was trying to find the snail shaped candle we have at home, because i needed it so I'd have more light while taking my quiz on the porch. My dad kept yelling at me because I was supposed to be taking it, even though I needed the candle to see better... When I finally did get out to take the quiz, I didn't know any of the answers to any of the questions, and somehow I knew that my lack of answers was a direct results from taking too long to take the quiz. Go figure. Any interpretations? (Hint: I had a chemistry quiz this week that I don't think I did too well on)

Failing in Grand Rapids,
Jesse Faileduh Test