I've been on a dream fast lately. I wonder if you can actually have a dream fast. I mean there are times when I completely forget what I dreamed about the night before, but actually fasting, don't think so. But I at least remember a large majority of my dreams from the last few nights.
One example, I had a dream that I was at Dragon*Con with a bunch of my friends (the usual crew), and several of my family folks made it down as well. We had a ball, and met a few of the Potter people - the main characters this time. It was a lot of fun, and my friend who is obsessed with Rupert Grint ended up going out with him for a bit. Yes, there is actually another that is more obsessed with the ginger than I am!
The another dream I had was that I was trying to get home, and I was taking several wrong turns to get to get to the house. I stopped at the gas station that's at the corner of Yale and Covington Pike (the Texaco, not the Mapco), and I was trying to buy five $2 lottery tickets. The guy was trying to give me everything other than what I was asking for - $5 lottery tickets, $1 ones, all of the ones that I didn't ask for. I tried to get the manager to listen to me, but he was too busy with his dog. When I tried to get away, I was stuck inside of the store, which suddenly turned into an apartment. Every time I would open a door, another smaller door would turn up, and so on, and so on. Finally I was fed up with being stuck, I just blew the thing open - some power punch I used with the rage I had growing inside me. When I stepped outside, I was at my grandma's house! What the heck? So I eventually woke up, from staring at the hole in the wall to my grandma's house.
Now last night I had a variety of dreams! The first one starts with me watching one of my old favorite soap operas that just went off the air this past Friday. Well, all of the characters developed a disease brought on by some radioactive leakage in the area. Their eyes, nose, and mouth all shrunk, basically their entire face were just sunken in, really tiny like! It was weird! Everyone looked like that! We were trying to figure out how it all started, and we discovered that it was a government experiment went wrong, and I was a part of the research. I told them what not to do, and they did it anyway, thus causing the disease to spread. So we all had an opportunity to save people and go off to another planet. They asked who I wanted to save, and I said take a look at my Facebook page - all of those folks, plus the people on their pages. With exceptions of course! Brother's ex wife and ex girlfriends - some of them, that is. I still like a few of his ex girlfriends. Their kids can come, if tested. If they are tested positive for the disease, they are to be treated and healed.
There was this one scientist who took in his daughter from a previous relationship. She had just made the cheerleading team at school, and was on her way when she got a phone call from her half sister - her mom was pissed because their father had not put them on the list to get on the ship. The girl didn't know what she was talking about. Apparently the other girl and his ex wife had basically blown him off because he was a scientist, and wasn't rich enough, so mom went and married a really rich man who apparently didn't have the sense enough to get on the list that his office had for months told them about because there was an emergency, and everyone in the office was supposed to sign up. Well, he thought it all was a hoax, even after the girls' father told him to do it. Needless to say, they didn't make it on the ship.
With everyone on the ship, we all made it to safety. The rest of the people left on the planet died. Earth dried up, and that was about it.
The next dream, I was in school - taking 12 hours of course work on the undergraduate level. I was in a government history class and a calculus class. The problem was that I had been going to the classes at the wrong time. I was registered for the courses, and the instructors were right, but I was just going at the wrong time during the day. When I finally got everything together, I tried to tell my government instructor what was happening, and not to be alarmed if I showed up twice for class that day. He basically was ignoring me because he was trying to set up the classroom to fit the number of students remaining in his class. He made the seats form an S, which eventually turned into stadium seating - we were about to listen to some speeches from some political figures, like Hilary and Chelsea Clinton, Martin Luther King, Jr. - he was alive in y dream - Rosa Parks, and that Wallace guy from America's Most Wanted. When I sat down, I was sitting next to one of my former co-workers, who was now my classmate, and some older woman. Suddenly the seat started moving, and we went from the overflow room into the actual room where everyone was sitting. Not just in the audience, but we ended up sitting behind the speakers. I got a chance to get pictures with everyone on the panel, it was awesome, until I got a phone call to come home for some reason. That's when I woke up. Right before I woke up, I was taking a picture with Wallace. I gave some girl my cell phone, which was inside of a salad and was covered with shredded cheddar cheese.
My next dream, I had received a FedEx envelope full of checks and a diamond ring. I was like what the hell! Then I read in the memo that they were from a bunch of high school kids that were flying into Memphis for a choir contest. The checks were all made out to me for some reason, but I was not the contact person for this contest. Well, the kids all started filing in, and I was like I do not want these checks. Why were they sent to me? The teachers didn't know why, so I just gave them their checks back. As for the ring, some kid was going to propose to his girlfriend, and he was about to use some old aluminum foil ring he made because he lost the ring. Come to find out all of this mix up was his fault, but he got the ring back and proposed to the girl.
When we all tried to get out, we got lost. The school turned into a maze, and then it all stated to feel like a really bad high school horror movie. Every turn we made, one of the kids would get lost and would die. I would finally get out of the room, but I would end up in another old dream or in the past somewhere. I finally got out, and was in the right year, but I ended up being someone else. My body was occupied by the girl whose body I was occupying. I was like look, I'm not going to try to get back into that body. We are just going to have to make due and learn to live with what we got. I wasn't happy because I had smaller boobs. Did not like that at all. Made me look all lopped-sided and stuff! Kayla at least knew who I was because I was like "Hi mama's Peanut!" She knew her mama, but didn't like the new body. Wonder if I would have just stayed asleep if I could have gotten back into the right body? Probably not. May have ended up dead with the rest of the choirs.
That was about it. I think I'm going to go read about why technology had cause such a financial crisis for most universities. Later gators!
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