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[side_show]

I've had a great deal of stress lately, which always leads to dreaming very vividly.

I had a really bizarre dream two nights ago where I sort of was "in" Citizen Kane.  It was my first black and white dream ever - I was not myself, but a pretty "moll" -type dancer, like from the kick line when Kane first makes it big, and I was in love with the young handsome Orson Wells/Kane, and he was having an affair with me, but I was also having another affair with someone else, which was somehow customary and did not bother anyone.  Having a sexy dream about Orson Wells is very upsetting.

The night before that, I had another giraffe dream (FYI in real life the puffer giraffe is now dead, and it's a long, uninteresting story, but my aquarium is very boring now)  In the dream my boyfriend had helped me drain out almost all the water from the tank, and under the barely submerged sand there was all sorts of really bizarre, teaming, exotic creatures, that were/were not giraffe.  I was amazed by how cool they looked, but also really dismayed that we had drained out the water, basically killing them all.  I was like "how could I have not noticed all these cool giraffe under the sand before?"

[slink]

I was like "how could I have not noticed all these cool giraffe under the sand before?"

Now if that isn't a subconscious message I don't know what is!

[side_show]

I was like "how could I have not noticed all these cool giraffe under the sand before?"

Now if that isn't a subconscious message I don't know what is!

Yes, I'm doing a great deal of things all at the same time that I would really enjoy - if I didn't have to do them all at once.

[Bozack]

The other night, I had a dream where I was at...well, it was sort of a mix between Bonnaroo and the yearly Hash Bash in Ann Arbor, MI: lotsa weed-smelling wookies wandering about down small streets, but there were bands as well. In my dream, I smoked up, and, feeling completely legitimately wasted, then wandered around with some friends until I ended up in a small thrift store run by two elderly Israeli women, who LOVED me. They gave me a shirt that was a t-shirt with buttons that started halfway down the chest (like an upside-down polo, basically), but I violated their trust by opening the door to their "PRIVATE" room, at which point I awoke, feeling stoned as hell.
I will now save on weed by simply dreaming of it.

[andalucia]

I will now save on weed by simply dreaming of it.

I envy you- at least once a month I have a dream where I'm out in town or in a forest somewhere, smoking pot, and just getting more and more frustrated since I don't get high, and wake up feeling very sober and slightly cheated.

[V-Adore]

I had a really bizarre dream two nights ago where I sort of was "in" Citizen Kane.  It was my first black and white dream ever - I was not myself, but a pretty "moll" -type dancer, like from the kick line when Kane first makes it big, and I was in love with the young handsome Orson Wells/Kane, and he was having an affair with me, but I was also having another affair with someone else, which was somehow customary and did not bother anyone.  Having a sexy dream about Orson Wells is very upsetting.

I dunno, I can see if for "Kane"-era Welles. I mean, yes, still unnerving, but he was young and pretty good-looking at that point...

... Er, I've said too much, haven't I?

Last night's dream was complicated, and I don't remember most of it, except that for some reason my old Religion 101 professor was doing some sort of special project in which he dressed a group of us up in gnome costumes (little vests and pointed hats, color-coordinated) and took embarrassing photos of us, except later he got ashamed and gave us the camera full of the photos. Also I believe there was a murder in a supermarket (I think? It was one of those dreams where everything is kind of harsh yellow-green, all "supermarket lighting"). Leader Kibo was somehow indicated.

[St_Zartan]

Leader Kibo was somehow indicated.

Oh, damn. Somewhere, there is a Purity Test with but a single question.

AND YOU. JUST. SCORED. 100%

[TALKYdude]

I can really high off smoking pot in my dreams, and in my dreams is the only time when I still smoke cigarettes too. Both are completely realistic experiences. But getting drunk in my dreams is always unsatisfying, some part of it is always missing.

[Mantonio]

Very briefly, some of my weird dreams:

I once had a dream I was in a space station made of brick.

Another time, when I was about 11, I had a dream I was a surfer dude who never stopped peeing and I was filling up this whole bay with urine.  When I woke up, I discovered that I'd wet the bed.

Like many people, I often dream I can fly.  Likewise, I also dream that I'm naked in public.  The weird thing, perhaps, is that these two archetypal dreams are combined for me.  I'll be having a dream where I suddenly discover I'm stark naked in class or on the street and I freak out.  Then I remember I can fly and all is well.  I mean, who's going to bother a naked guy who can fly?  This trick also comes in handy when I dream about encountering vicious dogs when I'm walking down some alley.

[V-Adore]

Last night's quite frankly inexplicable dream:

I dreamt that I had just gotten married to Roast Beef, and I was at the reception, which was for some reason located in the same American Legion hall where my grandparents celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary. Beef's wedding gift to me was a collection of trophies with apparently-random numbers of them, each trophy for a different ex I had had before meeting him. This put me off a great deal, especially since one of the exes was apparently Pat (?!). I wandered around the reception area some until I encountered the first "ex," the boy on whom I'd had a gigantic and semi-requited crush in seventh grade. We hugged, and he started crying and talking about how he'd never really stopped loving me, and I started to give serious thought to whether it was too late to have the marriage annulled and run off to Vegas with him... and then I woke up.

I'm not analyzing this one too closely, I think.

[side_show]

So I had an achewood dream, finally, last night, but it was so tense and horrible that I don't want to have one again.

I had aparently forgotten that I was to make some sort of gormet grilled vegetable dish at a street festival yesterday, and so to show me up, Teador rented a large flatbed, closed off the street near my work, and had a grill set up just to make me feel worse by having a grilled vegetable only street fair to make up for my blunder.  I was really annoyed by this, so I came up to my office to tell everyone on the messageboard here about how stupid Teador was being, only to find that my avatar had been changed to a picture of an olive oil grilled onion, and that several posts on the board were simply pictures of grilled onions.  In the dream I was very distressed by this - not only that I'd forgotten the fair and my veggie grilling duties, but also that everyone on the board had turned on me.  Please don't turn on me.  I'm sorry.  I'll be making grilled veggies on pasta tonight.

[wombat]

If I turn on you, it'll be because I am so insanely jealous of all of you who have Achewood dreams.  Why aren't my dreams so interesting?

[V-Adore]

If I turn on you, it'll be because I am so insanely jealous of all of you who have Achewood dreams.  Why aren't my dreams so interesting?

If it's any consolation, I had an exceedingly strange and yet somehow uninteresting dream -- I dreamt I kept waking up and finding that my retainers had fallen off in the night, but that ever so often my lower retainer would just regenerate, so eventually I had like six copies of it. It was very strange, and I can't shake the feeling that maybe my retainers did fall off in the middle of the night, however stupid and improbable that is.

Yes, I did have my retainers in. I am in the part of the orthodontic process which requires me to wear retainers to bed occasionally for the rest of my life or until I lose my teeth, whichever comes first.

[arkabee]

i normally do not remember my dreams.
in fact, up till recently, there's been ONE dream i've remembered over a long period of time, which involved a fogged in ice rink, a circular staricase up from there, and a couch which i fell into/it ate me.  oh, and luscious lips.  anyways.

so, in the past week, i've rememberd 3 dreams:

dream 1- i am going to applebees to pick up a to go order.  i have my baby with me.  the baby needs her diaper changed.  i go into the bathroom, put her up on the changing table.  i reach down for a diaper in the diaper bag, turn back, and she is falling off the changing table.  in my dream, i feel ABSOLUTE TERROR.  in slow motion i somehow catch her right before she hits the floor.  in the dream i sit there crying and holding her until someone comes in.

this dream is odd, because i do not have a baby, nor have i ever changed a diaper.  also, it allows me insight into Evangelion's theory of Absolute Terror, and etc.

dream 2- i am at applebees, eating dinner with my family (wife and child [chrildren?] and extended family) when my daughter walks up to me and says "...", trying to say "daddy" but she is bleeding from her mouth.  apparently glass or something was in her food.  there is a rush to the emergency room, and then i'm suddenly back at the restaraunt interogating the cooking staff as to how this happened, and who i would have to kill slowly.

again, i do not have children, nor am i married.

dream 3- i am in prison.  it is an odd prison, rather minimum security, because most of the inmates are leaving the gates through the park that's right outside.  only, it's understood that they would soon be back.
and there are small lizards wandering around, trying to bite the achilles tendons of people.  mostly my tendons.

--
i think maybe my relationship is more serious than i had previously consciously realized, and i think that i have serious doubts as to my ability to be a good father.

the lizards were very scary, and i have no idea what they represent other than things trying to bite my ankles, which i worry about anyways.

the terror of being unable to protect my child, though, was an emotion i never recall feeling.

is it possible to experience emotion in a DREAM STATE that you had never experienced in an AWAKE STATE?

or had i experienced such terror previously, and simply do not recall it?

[wombat]

Ark, I think you're missing the point.  What really worries me is that you have so many dreams about Applebee's.