Wednesday, February 09, 2011
Last night I dreamt that a friend came to visit. He made the moves on me, which left me frozen in fear. He then explained that what we had needed to be put on hold as he was leaving for three months on a mountain biking trip. His brother was mailing him food.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Monday, October 22, 2007
A couple of nights I dreamt that I was in our old yard with my dad. He was showing me his pet, a sheep snake. The snake was bright green and pretty big. He told me that he was raising the snake, which eats sheep, so that his snake would eat a sheep. Even though he raises sheep (he does in real life), he was going to buy one special for his sheep snake. As I was holding the snake, it died in my arms. I told my dad, and he started crying. Poor sheep snake.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Last night I dreamt my mom, 2 girlfriends and this same guy I've dreamt about twice last week went to a motel. The thing is, I've dreamt about this guy three times, and I had no clue my subconscious was so whipped. But then my subconscious surprises me about the men its interested in. Like Liam Neeson for instance. In fact, my subconscious has a type.
Friday, October 12, 2007
My third dream last night that I remembered involved 2 friends and myself. I went with two friends to a medical study of sorts. One was a guy I've been sort of interested for a while. Anyway, he was hitting on me in my dream and I was happy about it. I also remember some sort of ethics dilemma and a trip to nyc. Weird.
Months ago, I read where a guy had a dream that Bob Dylan bought him a cheese burger. I thought that was pretty much the coolest dream ever. Well, last night I dreamt I was waiting around for a Dylan concert with three friends. The fans there were herded over to an area and Bob came out. There wasn't any screaming or anything and he was kind of doing this skipping thing closer to the fans but we were told to ignore him. He was wearing an orange t-shirt, 501s, and reddish-orange Old Navy birkenstock-like sandals (with socks). I was just watching him and smiling. Well, the guy with us, ol' Walter, disappeared and came back and had me go with him. He had approached Bob's people and they said it was okay to get a picture with him. Well, I talked to him and then asked for the picture. Even though you aren't supposed to touch Bob, he put his arm around me. The funny thing was, he was small, like maybe 2 inches taller than me and 20 or 30 pounds heavier than I am. Anyway, all I remember afterwards was a few seconds of the concert