recently on ILX Dreams...

Turns out that we had been duped by a shifty landlord, and our fab new "apartment" was actually the lobby of a GIRLS BOARDING SCHOOL.

I'm sure there are conclusions to be drawn there about "being on ILX just like being back in high school" or something...

so it's two weeks from now, and i'm in paris. only i don't know how i got there or what has happened in the two intervening weeks--i somehow have blanked it out or am suffering from minor amnesia. i'm in a restaurant, a long place with one wall full of little sculptures of buildings. or maybe they are buildings! because they start to get bombed or something, and i can't figure out if it's real buildings in the distance or weird little models in the restaurant.

all the time i am thinking, "SHIT, THIS ISN'T A DREAM. THERE IS NO WAY THIS IS A DREAM!" it was like a reverse-lucid dream! then i "wake up" and try to post about it on ilx, except this is dream-within-a-dream styles going on here!

then i really wake up and kinda freak out and scare the gf and sneeze a lot.

The End

seriously, it was really chilling. fucked my shit right up.

xp

??????

were we cute?

I was listening to football results on the radio. (Note, I do not like or understand football) I was waiting for something. When the announcer said 'Arbroath' (Not the result mind, just the team. I don't even know if Arbroath have a team) I leapt in the air and cheered.

I also did this in my bed, asleep. I've pulled my back really badly, and woke up in pain. Certain movements cause a surprising amount of pain, which makes me catch my breath and feel sick. So, worst dream ever.

Also, I'm trying to find a meaning. Why Arbroath? Is Arbroath a good thing? - I cheered, implying it was good, but it also destroyed my back, so who knows?

Odd thing is, for the first few minutes after waking up from that, I felt like I *did* post whatever it was that I had dreamed I'd posted and rushed over to ILX to see what the reaction was like. Hmph.

The word I was trying to put on was "WAKE", I didn't realise the significance of the word until I woke up after that and remembered that I shouldn't have been sleeping at the time.

I was going to have the W on a triple letter too, had I not messed up. But it was all a dream anyway.

You would not all fit in my apartment.

xpost; oh. I would rather it was me! It's odd when there are other Teps. Several of them have been female.

The second was bizarrer and much more star-studded. I had travelled by train to see a non-league game near my house, but I'd gone too far and had to walk back on myself through the snow to get to the game. On the way, I came across a nice, cosy pub, so I went in for a drink.

However, attached to the pub was Porkpie Chris's house, which was tiny but crammed with flash kitchen appliances. It was a bit of a squash - Chris was there, as was Tom E, Carsmile, Pete and Emma. SGS was sitting in the corner gazing out onto the snowy street.

I tried to find a fridge to get a beer, but the only fridge was the size of a rubik's cube and contained one tiny can of pop. Meanwhile, Tom was showing Pete and Emma his Xmas present to them, which was a beautifully framed and inscribed photo of Tom himself in tasteful black and white.

I dreamt that I was putting on an ice skating exhibition in Toronto with Bryan, Huck and Sean...it was set to music and was beautiful...people cried...until Bryan vomited all over his tights.

You all just can't let her get away with that. Go on, WHICH ONE?!