04/11/08
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tantan
omg lolzzzzzzzz all around
04/11/08
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deltasleep
Lol i TOLD ya this stuff was awesome. Some of these dreams are better than hallucinating by a landslide because they make so much more sense- they're cohesive narratives. wtf? There's something to the fact that all of our dreams are taking these similar forms.
Last night I dreamed I was handed a neon rave flyer that cast a spell on me. As soon as I looked at it, rave music started playing(wish I could name the song- I would know it if i heard it!) and a middle school student in a plaid shirt would appear and punch me in the face. Also, red and green lasers can out of the eyes of the fat girl who gave me the flyer. The only to free myself from the curse was to place a mirror on top of my head to bounce the lasers off my head at a rave club nearby. Turns out the whole thing was just an act of bulldyke man hating on behalf of the flyer distributor.
In real life, the blue angels were practicing flight drills overhead and flying low in formation, and I think that was the deafening bass at the club in my dream.
04/29/08
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RogerRoger
Last night I dreamed I was an eskimo. The cold winds began to blow, and it was 100 degrees below zero. My mama cried "Nanook a no,no".
Right about that time, a fur trapper strictly from commercial, commenced to whipping on my favorite baby seal with a lead-filled snowshoe. That got me just about as evil as an eskimo kid could be, so I reached down and I scooped down and rubbed handfulls of yellow snow into his beady little eyes. You know, the yellow snow where the huskies go. Then we went for pancakes.
Oh wait, that wasn't me.
