what does my dream mean?

i also had a dream that a girl called another girl a "sans-culottes"

she a ho!

i had started to read this thread all over again but it's way too long. i had some great dreams! i like unregistered's, especially this one:

I had a pedicure. The toenail polish was so heavy I could barely walk out of the shop. Was too embarrassed to ask for my money back.

― what are black holes made of (unregistered), Wednesday, January 21, 2009 5:53 PM (1 year ago)

WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS CONFUSING FREAM

I haven't had enough cute pedicure dreams lately. this one's kinda cute though:

I dreamt I was one of the judges at a dog show. all the poodles danced and pranced and somersaulted like it was the Cirque du Soleil, so I gave them all a 10 out of 10. all the other dogs foamed at the mouth and ran howling out of the ring, so I gave them all a 0 out of 10. just as we were about to announce the winner(s), the referee stepped up and announced that I showed traces of poodle DNA. he removed me from the bench due to conflict of interest. in the end, some lumbering Newfie won the competition, fuck.

lol!

I watched The Hurt Locker before bed on Tues and dreamed that I was in Germany when war broke out. Instead of going to the airport to catch my flight back home to the US, I was trying to hide from sniper's bullets in a flimsy house, so I got into the bathtub and kept my head down. Eventually fell asleep on bathroom floor, worrying about missing my flight.

Was woken up by two real-life friends who despite not being warlike or survivalist AT ALL were able to safely reach my house to ask why I hadn't gone to the airport. BOY did I feel silly to be caught hiding in the bath! I mean we've all been there, right?

I took my parents to this diner in Watts that I like and they were really insulting and racist about it.

haha Laurel, it took me a few seconds to realize that you didn't sleepwalk and crawl into the bath irl while dreaming about dodging bullets, only to be discovered there irl by your confused friends. now that would really be an appropriate time to feel silly.

Oh, apparently I sleepwalk too. A few months ago, I opened a sliding glass door and went out onto a 6th floor roof deck in my sleep, in bare feet and nightgown (luckily), and then went back to bed. The only evidence of my perambulation was a slightly open sliding door and some asphalt dust on my feet. Very weird in the morning when someone else says, "HEY, who left the door open IN MARCH??"

i dreamt my uncle was in charge of hiring someone for a job and he wanted me to fax his written decision to other people. it turned out he was hiring me! i promised not to read it but i could see through the cover sheet. the writing referred to "the queen" but i knew they meant me.

the writing referred to "the queen" but i knew they meant me.

:D love this line

i dreamt i was outside with my sister late at night in front of my parents' house and a guy was walking by. he started to walk up the driveway because he wanted to commit armed robbery against someone, either me or someone else. i told him he had to leave the property. he began to retreat but as he did he shot at me 5 times. somehow i knew none of the shots would hit me so i was just like "meh." i didn't call the police. the next day i was sitting in a room with some people, possibly at a school where the other people were students. i was reading an old newspaper. i saw an article with a large picture of the guy. i then looked up and he was sitting on a chair nearby, minding his own business. i said "HEY! IT'S YOU!!!" and he kind of shrugged. i told him i didn't believe in calling the police so i wasn't going to get him in trouble but i said it wasn't right to come onto someone's property and shoot at them, and he should consider not doing things like that anymore because other people might have guns and shoot him back.

WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS CONFUSING FREAM

you want someone to give you an erotic massage, but you're unsure whether it should be in the traditional style or "siam" style.

I went out back to this trash compactor. I had a big mail bin. I pulled a lever and held the bin beneath the trash compactor. A bunch of mail and post cards came raining down into the bin. I went through the bin and some of the envelopes were sticky but there were 4 or 5 that were pretty thick and one post card that was cool so I snatched it. The thick letters were from 6 or 7 years ago, from my friend Scot to his mom who lived in Miami (IRL she died when he was 10). I opened one of the letters and it was like a little diary he kept for her to let her know how he was doing. I felt bad about opening that one and decided to mail them all back to him, but I couldn't remember where he lived.

I wish I had the self-control not to do this, but...

some of the ********s were sticky but there were 4 or 5 that were pretty thick and one p*** c*** that was cool so I snatched it

poignant dream though. maybe you're curious about the inner life of people who've been through tragedy because you'd like to learn how to cope with traumatic events in your own life. but you feel that it's improper and a little exploitative to seek out and study their feelings of loss for your own personal gain, so that's why you mailed the letter back to him.

hmmmm... good insight! perhaps!

ASK DOCTOR FREUD HAS HAD A BRAEKTHROUGH

dreamt

• i was about to start school. all classes took place at a dinner table! with food! boring american food. i forgot to get one of my books, though. i had to go around the corner to get it at the bookstore. the professor had written the book. the course was economics. it seemed he was making his own illegal copies but his copy machine was like some kind of stove. turned out he was teaching some kind of right-wing dumb economics so i dropped the class after i looked at the book.
• at the class/dinner table a girl had ordered whiskey. it came in a snapple bottle. i asked for some and implied she wouldn't be drinking all of that and she became irate
• i had written and published an article about economics & homelessness
• i gave legal advice to a domestic violence victim and omar little was there. he had an afro with syringes sticking out of it. i hugged him.

* You have a secret crush on someone much older.
* You're bicurious but are hesitant to act on it.
* You wish you could organize your everyday life better.
* You need a hug.

^^^ board descriptions for ILTMI, 77, ILE, ILM

I dreamt I found a chintzy plastic Spongebob doll in the toy aisle at Walmart. when I pressed a button on his belly, he said "fuck veterans" in a German accent and not very spongey voice. I ended up buying three of the dolls because I thought they'd be worth something someday.

look under your bed. the money you left there is gone. you will know in your heart of hearts who took it.

omg

no

please tell me this is a dream

i dreamed i was dating james franco and mandee just could not believe it. what what does my dream mean?

-extremely smart guy from highschool keeps ignoring me when I go to say hi and ask him a question
-I'm back at college and I go to the wrong class and make a scene (also random moment involving battletoads video game cartridge)
- go off and find my correct class: "Folk Festival". Cool class that's outdoors
- next class has slanted floor and my desk keeps sliding down. plus the classwork makes no sense. I have trouble carrying all the coursework I receive

Dream #2
-my dorm bedroom is redecorated by my last roommate and his girlfriend. it looks pretty cool even though it was totally unexpected
-I wake up in my dorm bed somewhere outside on campus. I walk with the covers tucked in and the bed on my back all the way back to my dorm room. even though I'm quite embarassed. I act confident and meet some girls and they show up later and one of them asks me out (I say yes)
-if I remember correctly, my dorm room is empty and I take my bed, still on my back, and go find my roommate in a parking garage (another floor of the dorm) and he has all my stuff packed up in the back of his back truck-camper hybrid vehicle. I get in the camper part and I guess I no longer have a bed on my back but I'm still tied up in the sheets. along the carride I talk to chicks in the camper area (the one's I met earlier are there too). I slide around the edges of the camper since the tightly wound bedsheets don't allow me to hold on to anything. A girl asks me out patially because I'm funny when I pretend to bowl all the girls over with my friend cheering me on (somehow he's riding in the back now)
-we get to a new place to live. All my stuff is dumped out on the city sidewalk. I leave it there and follow my roommate to our new place so I know where it is and I can get out of the bedsheets and put on some clothes other than my boxers and night tee. The new place is like a tiny apartment with a gift of peanuts on the ground and other crappy welcoming gifts like gum...
-I go back and get my luggage. it has been messed with by street folk. it's evening time
-while I'm putting my luggage back together I join a game of hacky sack. I was trying to get on the good side of all the street folk so that I could get any stolen luggage back - I kick the hacky sack in the gutter (I'm rusty) but offer the dude one of my many hackysacks and we are cool with that
-I think - might have got my luggage back to my new place (no longer an important plotline). anyhow I'm back on the streets and I go to shirley's tiny bar (in which street kids are trying to get me to go) and I think I but one of the cheaply advertised beers. I join a poker game that has really weird rules and I lose my first hand. I never get around to paying for my beer/poker-hand but it doesn't seem to matter because shirley and the sketchy patrons have bigger things going on (patrons are making drug deals etc.)
-I get gum stuck in my mouth and no matter how much I pull out it won't go away. It becomes a pitiful spectacle and I pump chumps driving around in gocarts for change at the city corner. I get a dollar which I remember to keep for when I go back and pay my tab. meanwhile I have become one of the streetpeople and one street pal even helps me pull gum out of my mouth. It stretches a few yards away before it snaps out of my mouth. (I step in gum and the puller accidentally gets some of it in his mouth at one point). I feel like I almost got all the gum out after a really long time spent snapping pieces out - mostly me doing all the pulling

<typos due to me typing on my phone while lying in bed>

i dreamt that all my skin imperfections turned into a small white specs of liquid, like tipp-ex and i wiped them away and i was perfect

oh god, I had a Miss Buxley dream last night.

she (dreamland Miss Buxley) wasn't cartoonized & didn't even look like the comic strip character, but I knew who she was. I was working as an intern in a military office, and she handed me a stack of papers, telling me to deliver them to the general.

I wandered the hallways in search of the general, but I got lost and ended up returning to Miss Buxley's office. except it wasn't an office anymore: it was a WAR ROOM. there was a war map on the wall with pins stuck in it. one of the pins was flashing red and white like an ambulance beacon, and a few seconds later all the pins around it were flashing too. this meant war!

somehow it was all my fault.

I've had a few of dreams lately where I'm at the far end of a loooooong parking lot and I'm walking toward a mall or stadium or restaurant or whatever. there are lots of empty parking spaces closer to the building, which is convenient because in my dream world it's customary for people to leave their car doors unlocked and their keys out in the open so that friendly strangers can borrow their vehicles while they're out shopping. it's a very safe and trusting dream world, I guess. all I have to do is hop in a car, drive it to a better space, and go on my way. what does this mean?

i guess we need to get to the bottom of why you have trusting people in your dream world and everything's safe

i dreamt that my friend's cat, which is at least 12 years old now and firmly in the cranky old cat stage of its life, suddenly got really excitable around me and started leaping over my head repeatedly. which i think is physically impossible even for a cat. what does my dream mean?

I dreamt that I had somehow got on a professional baseball team and hit a single. But when I was on first base the opposing team's coach unfairly made me forfeit my single because I wasn't wearing any shoes. And he got his way because he's a coach and I'm just a random dude that somehow got to swing the first bat of the game. Anyways, I was really pissed off.

(this is my dream diary, I don't really want my dream interpreted)

ciderpress, you are the cat. you might be getting old but you know in your heart that you aren't too old to be excitable and jump around

I dreamed captainlorax started the 2011 ilx poetry tourney. then I woke up.

I dreamt that I was watching a music video by some girl singer with a celebrity father. Willow Smith? Hailie Mathers? Sonic Youth's daughter? whoever it was, the song was titled "My Dad's a Turd" and the chorus was just a girl joyously shout-singing, "my dad's a turd!" over and over while a cartoon seagull slid down a series of diagonally-placed party hats onscreen. here's a sketch of it:

http://i55.tinypic.com/am84g2.jpg

I don't really want to know what this means.

haha

some people come up with musical masterpieces in their sleep. I come up with "My Dad's a Turd." maybe I should pitch it to Ark Music Factory.

I dreamt that I was watching Lemmy from Motorhead eating beans on toast. Except instead of the slices of toast being positioned on the plate next to each other, he put the first slice on the plate, covered it in beans, then put the second slice on top of that, then covered it in the remaining beans.

it is your subconscious trying to warn you that space is dark, it's so endless, when you're lost it's so relentless.

'In Search of Space Beans'

Töasterhead

black metal churchburner Varg Vikernes appearwed to me in a dream! I was walking around Swanzey Lake with a bunch of my dream friends when Varg crossed our path. he looked a lot like this (# GIS result):

http://i53.tinypic.com/sgmr9x.jpg

but he wasn't smiling & he was wearing a long, white Polyphonic Spree robe. I asked one of my friends if it was really Varg and they said yeah, and I spent a long time debating whether to report the Varg sighting to the police. I decided not to do anything about it though.

I dreamt that I was at my parent's house, and I found my mother's old 1960's Dansette record player. On the platter was a slightly warped (both physically and in musical content) GG Allin single called 'The Biggest Insult in the World' (which doesn't actually exist).

I dreamt I was dating a possessed girl. she was really sweet, but every minute or so a demon would enter her body & her eyes would cloud over & she'd give me a really evil stare. it only lasted for a few seconds at a time, but it was really freaky, and sometimes when she was possessed she would make jerky hand movements and growl something cryptic (but not necessarily evil) like, "we're waiting for the doctor." I met her family at a dinner party, and they were really embarrassed whenever she got possessed. and one time when we were in class together, one student was bullying a gay kid, and when my girlfriend went into one of her fits, she glared at the bully and was like, "cut it out with the homophobia." I guess her demon wasn't so evil after all, but it still creeped me out.

I also had a dream that I wrote down a detailed summary of the demon dream in my dream log. I don't even keep a dream log.

I've had a few other dreams about writing in a dream log. it seems like half of my dreams these days are meta.