Dreamy Dreams

[taerowyn]

It used to be that about midway to 3/4 through the semester I would start having wacked out, very vivid dreams. I figured due to the stress. Well, work must have finally caught up with my subconcious because DAMN I've been dreaming bunches and bunches.

There's only two that I can recall right now. The first I went back to Mystic Aquarium looking for a job (I did an internship there once). Saw all the people and such and then went "backstage" where it promptly turned into the lab I worked in in Quebec. I was speaking French to everybody. It's disturbing to dream in French when you don't speak the language.

Then last night I had one of those dreams that endlessly loop. I went to see funkbunny and Co. but everytime I tried to leave somebody would slice open my stomach and the dream would start over. I would always try to change what I did a little to prevent the ending but all it did was make it somebody new who cut me open. Finally when William H. Macy of Fargo fame slit me open I woke up. Odd.

Comments

[funkbunny.livejournal.com]

dude ... I hope that isn't a reflection of what you think of me. :P Yuck.

sorry I was in such a bad dream.

[taerowyn.livejournal.com]

I suppose I should have added something saying it was no reflection on my feelings. It was just odd.

On an aside, your post about the museum made me want to go, so I did. I went there on Saturday and, because no trip to Denver is complete without it, to the Tattered Cover. So thanks for the idea for a good weekend!

[funkbunny.livejournal.com]

Ironically, I didn't go. My mom took the kids and forgot to tell me she was going to keep them an additional day (no, really - I'm not kidding). So we sat around waiting for the kids to come home to take them and by the time we found out they weren't coming home it was too lateto go by ourselves. Oh well - there's next weekend. :)

Ummm... yes.

[(Anonymous)]

Sounds kind of like you got stuck in one of my "Sims" houses. Always people getting burned alive, or sliced open by blenders gone mad. Isn't it a bad sign when you dream about yourself dying? Isn't it more so when you dream about being sliced open repeatedly?

Speaking of bad things... I bought one of my friend's Girls Gone Wild on DVD for his brithday. How sad. I'm actually buying things off infommercials. Ooo! A new Tae Bo is on. Gotta go!