Obligatory Dream Thread

[sjlimmer]

Who says an oil refinery isn't picturesque?

~Paul

This passes for a park here in Seattle.

[V-Adore]

I attempted to read the explanation of 137 and froze a half-paragraph in. I still have a physics phobia, engendered by a truly hateful high-school physics teacher; I am worried that this might cripple my whole science-grad-school idea, but... c'est la vie.

[andalucia]

Also a physics geek -- and 137 is of the things that's always made me want to just cry.

[Bozack]

I was heavily into physics until sophomore year, when I attacked pornography with a relish I had not had since 5th grade. I used to want to be a physicist; after pornography, and a realization that I loved the concepts much more than the actual mathematics, I'm going to art school! And I'm not even going into a difficult major at art school! I'm going into Design & Technology!
DESIGN AND TECHNOLOGY: I CAN DRAW ON THE COMPUTER!

[slink]

Add to the pile of physics geeks.
Or maybe that should be bucky-ball of physics geeks.

Anyhow, I kepe having interesting dreams of late.
I had a kick ass one where I was in a first-person-shooter again. This time very Unreal2 like, only good. And I was some Captain and everyone was after us, and we had to do some weird shit in a lab with some glowy sticks and a button. But I never got that far, I got promoted first though, to Major, with a cool badge thing.

I then had one where my best mate came home from America, since I hadn't spoken to him for a frotnight when things went really bad for him. He came home yesterday. Which was nice.

I'm now trying to remember the really weird dream I had last night, I remember it being great, but it's one of those that I only remembered for the first 10 minutes after I woke up.
Alas, I'll try to remember.

[Nabubrush]

I had a dream two days ago where I met Jack and Meg from the White Stripes.

[jay-ell]

I had a dream last night that I logged on to Achewood this morning, only to find a link above the strip (which was lame and forgettable) that said "Final Ray's Place!"  I clicked, and discovered, to my horror, that Ray's Place is ending, and the Variety Hour was coming back in force.

I woke up in a cold sweat, my fingers clenched around my pillow, screaming, "Oh, the humanity!"

</hyperbole>

[Nabubrush]

NIGHTMARE

Christ, JL, don't say shit like that.

[Mantonio]

I had a dream last night that I logged on to Achewood this morning, only to find a link above the strip (which was lame and forgettable) that said "Final Ray's Place!"  I clicked, and discovered, to my horror, that Ray's Place is ending, and the Variety Hour was coming back in force.

I woke up in a cold sweat, my fingers clenched around my pillow, screaming, "Oh, the humanity!"

</hyperbole>

And I thought my dreams about the feces and invading Serbs were horrible. Variety Hour.  Shudder.

[Mantonio]

I always have the wierdest dreams about airplanes.  What usually happens is the plane starts to take off but sort of stalls and glides slowly just above the ground.  Pretty soon it stops altogether on a highway or street and I'm just sitting there thinking "Great.  Now it's gonna be hours before I get to Sacramento."  

Oddly enough, whenever I dream I'm flying under my own power, about 50% of the time I'm naked.  This typically doesn't bother me because I think any bystanders will be sufficiently impressed about me flying that they won't make a case out of me being naked.

[CortJstr]

Oddly enough, whenever I dream I'm flying under my own power, about 50% of the time I'm naked.  This typically doesn't bother me because I think any bystanders will be sufficiently impressed about me flying that they won't make a case out of me being naked.

Naked men should never be suspended stomach-down. Especially if I happen to be somehow standing beneath them. It would be uncomfortably dangly.

[V-Adore]

I had a number of strange dreams over my travels this week, but the one I remember distinctly involved going back to my dorm room (via some sort of instantaneous travel that took me magically from home to dorm) to pick up my student ID, finding that the custodians were renovating the dorms such that my room was now joined with that of my suitemates (to my chagrin), and then getting glommed onto by my boyfriend, who apparently had known I was showing up. I seem to also recall playing Mega Man. It was a hell of a dream.

[CortJstr]

The other night I was the Chosen One from Kung Pow visiting my old master a couple years after the events in the movie.