Dreams

Two different ones:
The first was a little kid and I running away from bad guys, but they kept finding us. We ducked into a club and tried to change clothes, but we got recognized. We hopped onto a bus and they got on as well. It was all very Slumdog, but it wasn't scary, just dramatic.

The second was that I was pregnant and my doctor was asking me how old my first kid was. He then explained that I would be giving birth while squatting, just like the first time. My mother and sisters were there with me, but my boyfriend wasn't.
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Dreams

Yesterday morning I dreamt that my politics class devolved into yelling over universal health care. I was for it and most were against it, so I stood up to better address the class. My purse was unattended, and I saw a girl reach into the pocket and try to steal my wallet. I grabbed her wrist and held it until security showed up. I checked the pocket of my purse, found a $20 and sneered at her, "You're stupid. You didn't even get my money."
This morning was different. I dreamt I won $50,000 on a scratch-off. I started thinking about what I could pay off and then what else I could buy with that money. I knew I had to go to the lottery office, but for some reason I turned the ticket in at the store. They gave me some cash and an IOU for the rest of it. It sucked when I woke up.

Monday

Today started with a dream that I still had not finished my paper for school. At work I fixed a database error and sat in wonder about when we will be moved. On Friday night I got my sewing machine working (yay). It really was just an issue with the needle. So I have been sewing too much and not doing anything else, like homework. Shame on me.

I am currently questioning my school attendence right now. I have some issues with how Metro State runs things, especially in regards to the Minneapolis campus. I am thinking about switching schools. I wonder if it would make sense to just get a certificate in something instead of the four year degree. Probably not as I am taking my second to last General class. Oy.
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A Dream DVR

I often recap my dreams here, if I can remember them clearly enough. What I really would like is a way to record and watch them when I wake up. Even if it was just the video portion with no audio.

Well, that could theoretically happen. Scientists are working on a way to use MRI scans to guess what your brain is seeing. You have to retrain the software for each person, but that is still quite cool. They can't do video yet, only still images, but I'm sure they'll get there.

Stress Dreams

This morning I dreamt I was at the airport before my trip. I was in a small office with a guy who had to fill out some form for me. I got my boarding pass and had to run around trying to find my gate on all the little TV screens. Finally I just looked on my boarding pass and found I had to be in Terminal C.

I was concerned that I would be late, but I had to make a stop first. I went into a room that looked like a dentist's office and don't remember anything until I woke up. Apparently I'd had gastric bypass surgery right before getting on the plane. I was annoyed that I wouldn't be able to eat much in Europe. But somehow it was okay that I'd just had abdominal surgery and was going to get on a plane and then run around Germany and Prague! I was concerned I had not booked my last night in a hotel, though. As I got dressed, I checked out the scar, which was just a faint red line that ran from my throat to my stomach.

Dreams

I was in some sort of classroom situation but I had these worms on a tray. They started out normal worm color but then started swelling up and turning lime green. I had a way of getting rid of them, but some started to escape around the room, so I had to chase them. One turned into a Grimace shaped guy before dying.
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Presidential Dreams

Last night I dreamt that Barack Obama was trying to get into my sister's apartment building to knock on some doors. I was there and saw a man refuse him entry. He started walking away and I called out to him, "Barack! I'll get you in!" I was about to let him in when another guy came to open the door.

Dream a Little Dream

Last night I dreamt I was back in Marching Band. I was in the colorguard and we were forced to march separately from the band in the parade. We all realized we were screwed when they started telling us about the judges area and we knew we wouldn't be able to hear the band playing.

Breast Cancer Anxiety

I had one of those dreams this morning that you think are 100% real, even a few seconds after you've woken up. In the dream, I was about to have a mastectomy and I was lying in the hospital bed. The only reason I was nervous was that I figured it would hurt, I didn't even care about the Cancer. My doctor told me that an intern would be operating on me. She whispers that since the intern is pregnant and can't sleep, she is at the hospital all the time. I don't know if I would call it a nightmare, but it did remind me of another dream I had that I was pregnant and going into labor. My thoughts in that dream were, "I am not ready for this. Maybe if I ignore it, it will go away."

I know for a fact that watching Grey's Anatomy seconds before going to sleep triggered this dream.

Dreaming

Tuesday night I had a dream I was in a competition like the Amazing Race and was having trouble with some public transit.

Last night, it was several people telling me that David Wenham had married Bonnie Franklin. Then it turned into me, at the beach with a friend. He was angry that I had let his things get washed into the water by the waves.

A List, A Trip and A Race

I have been trying to work on a big upcoming movie post, but I keep getting sidetracked.

This morning's dream was a doozy:
My boss sees me showing some of my coworkers an IRS webpage.
She prints out the page, which is now like 500 pages and tells us to call the people on the list.
Xander* calls to tell me that Reeree is going to San Francisco for work and when she comes home, Nate will meet her at his house to get her on the light rail.
Nate then tells me that this San Fran thing is long term - not just a few weeks.
Then I look outside to the harbor and see brown boats with black sails racing.
I see 4 guys on horses in the water (which is up to the top of the horses' legs) and realize they were the racing officials.

*names have been changed to protect the guilty

I had a dream last night...

I was in an unspecific Russian city for work and had to meet this grey haired man at the end of the day because I had no idea how to get back to my hotel. He drove up on a golf cart type thing and asked why I was waiting in this lobby, and I told him it was because I was all turned around. Then, a Chinese woman leads me across the lobby towards a big wall, but before she gets to the wall, she goes down a steep set of stairs that I had no clue were there. It was an optical illusion so you couldn't see them until you were at the very edge of the floor. We went down the stairs and then had to like slip under the floor onto another set of steep stairs, and I remember thinking, "My grandparents could never have done that," because it was a tight fit. But then my grandmother was at the bottom and hurrying me along. I was surprised that she had made it down the stairs, but she just rushed me through a door and up a ramp. We were in a zoo watching a tiger exhibit, which had a big pool and a few rocks. The landing we were standing on seemed too close to the tigers, but then I figured they wouldn't build an exhibit the animals could easily escape. But all of a sudden one of the tigers did get out and came toward us! My grandmother and I, along with a few other zoo visitors, backed up along the ramp and I tried to close a door to keep the tiger in, but it was too late. Now the tiger had turned into an alligator and was coming towards my grandmother and I, so I grabbed her and hung off the side of the ramp, kicking at it when it got too close. Finally, zoo security released a long, brown dog onto the ramp and it like herded the alligator back into it's enclosure.

A Dream of violence

I was in line at a grocery store with my friend Debbie when the woman in front of us took her hand out of her pocket and a candy bar wrapper fell out. It was on the belt, and Debbie picked it up and was going to throw it away when the woman got very upset. Debbie didn't understand why, but I explained to her that maybe it was a game piece and suggest she just give it back to the woman. Before she can, the woman lunges at Debbie and they fight for a little before she manages to escape. Later we are sitting on the 'husband benches' and see a woman we know. We start to explain what happened, but my alarm goes off.

Dreamt

The dream opens on Tracey Gold (from Growing Pains) who is telling us how happy she is that she was able to get the loan to fix up her coffee shop, the one I am standing in with my mother and sister. It becomes clear that she bought it from my mother and has an interior covered in wood, like a lodge. She tells us she was able to make use of all the "estuary" my mother left behind, which ends up to be tons of animal parts, especially feet and tails that are now decorating the rafters of the shop. There are also some very large bones worked into the architecture. Now we sit down to wait for our food. My sister and I both order po'boy sandwiches, hers with dog meat, and mine with cat! The sandwiches come and we are disgusted not because of the pets we are about to eat, but because the bread on the plate is just the heel of a small loaf and covered in a runny egg. The meat is just two medallions and there is no top to either sandwich.

**I just dreamt about Jessica Simpson, and now she is getting a divorce. Let's hope I'm not becoming psychic

Dreamt last night

I am in the audience of some kind of live variety show and a stunt with bats goes wrong. A guy has to climb up a wooden ladder to rescue his daughter who was so covered in bats that I couldn't tell she was there. The guy is mad and says he and his family are leaving, so the cast decides that the whole weekend is cancelled.

I am with my niece, uncle and Jessica Simpson. We are disappointed about the cancellation because we're staying at a hotel and are trying to figure out if they will let us check out now instead of staying all weekend. We are playing in the game room and realize it is 3:30pm, too late to check out. Jessica says we should see if we can trick them into letting us check out even though my niece is still in the room and we haven't packed. I tell her we would have to give them the keys and would not be able to get our luggage if we did that. Then we try to figure out how to drive my uncle back home, since we are in Duluth and his house is on my way home.

Conspiracy Theory

This morning's dream:
My sister had a moving violation of some kind and had me drive her to the DMV, which was on a busy corner with a small parking lot. I parked in a spot with a sign that said "Speeding 1", and when we came out, my car was gone. I went back, in furious that they had towed my car and talked to the woman behind the counter. The Impound lot was in the same building as the DMV and I demanded my car back, saying they'd stolen it. She kept mumbling something and I asked her to repeat it several times until finally she yelled, "I don't have a turban on! I didn't steal your car!". I was shocked, and I saw that the next person in line was a woman from work who is Middle Eastern. I said to the woman behind the counter, "I can't believe you just said that. That's so racist and this woman is Middle Eastern!" At that moment a couple came out from a room where the guy had obviously had to take some sort of test to get his license back. I recognized him as another person from my job, but he was black in my dream even though he's white in real life. The woman he was with also used to work with me. I start yelling about how the DMV and Impound lot was conspiring against people who work at AT&T.

Dream

I had the following dream on Saturday night:

There were two brown recluse spiders, a male and female, loose in the apartment where the dream took place. The male was the size of a human hand and looked like a white crab instead of a spider, and the female was tiny. She was made up of 3 or four tiny brown things shaped like toilet plungers, but they were only about a half an inch long. I knew they were dangerous, and my sister's grey kitty was trying to attack the female, so I shooed the cat away when the female bit me on my left hand. In the dream, I knew it was a fatal bite, but someone told me I would be okay, and it was no worse than a bee sting. I looked on my hand, which was hurting by this time, to see a big slash, two teardrop shaped wounds and two puncture wounds. We kept trying to trap the two spiders, but they kept escaping out of the cups and jars we'd catch them in.