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Feb. 2nd, 2011

Iced Over

These Dreams!

I'm not sure what lead into this dream, but the part I remember starts with me and cheapcarnival being out fishing with friends composer2005, BH and TD. Also it seems that at least one or two of composer2005's dogs were along, one of whom was nothing like herself, but was definitely bearing the same name. So we were fishing and camping on this river (creek?) right at the head of this waterfall. Now the water was shallow enough that we could wade around in it, so if it was a river it wasn't a very big one. Maybe more like the Yellow River out in Yellow Springs is in some places. Slow, meandering, and not in a big hurry to get anywhere. So The waterfall is like a big wide stone fence with periodic breaks where the stone has eroded (or it might have once been an ancient dam that was built that way to let the water flow through in spots and still let people cross.) that the water just happens to flow through the cracks to another segment about oh... 30 maybe 40 feet down. I spent a lot of time walking around on that stone bridge. Apparently without any concern at all about falling 30 or 40 feet to my death.

At one point, I happened to glance down and saw the largest LARGEST lizard I had ever seen. At first I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. It was a giant even at that distance. Probably it was 20 feet long and two feet wide at the wide part. This lizard was mostly yellowish around the sides and underside, and then a dark rich green on his back neck and head. I pointed it out to BH and TD and they seemed completely unimpressed by it. Even when another albeit smaller, but still huge (about half size) lizard came out of the woods to join the first. After a while there were like 6 or 7 of these things down there of varying sizes, just hanging out. Maybe they were fishing too, or basking in the sun or whatever it is that giant lizards do. I decided at some point that they must be some kind of monitors, but never decided what they were exactly.  I did decide that I wanted to take a picture though, and started to go get my camera.

Vicki, one of composer2005's late great dogs came wandering out from under the picnic table which we had stationed in the middle of the river. She was dressed in something that looked like a crayon suit.  The place where the 'crayola' would normally be though, was just an oval cutout in the middle of her back where you could pet her.  She was not the same kind of dog at Vicki at all. She was big, and beagle like.  She looked more like old Ziggy, but I called her Vicki and that was who she was.  Now Vicki could talk. At least... she could talk to me, and complained that she didn't understand the economy or what was going on with it, and that bothered her. So I told her I would try to explain it when I got back with my camera, but that I wanted to take pictures of the lizards before they left.

So anyway, back to my camera I went in the house (yes... suddenly this whole riverscape was in the back yard of a house. Maybe MY house... (my old house if it was, but it didn't feel like my house or look like it other than the location of the kitchen.) So I go out to my car to get my phone (camera) which for some reason wasn't on me. Probably due to river play and potential water damage, though why I wouldn't just put it in a ziploc snack bag and stick it in its holster I don't know. Anyway, my car ends up not being on the driveway. Apparently I forgot what I was doing and parked it two doors up on someone else's driveway. So I had to go up and retrieve it.  But my phone was not in it.  Those neighbors came down to talk to me about the missing camera (phone) and somehow got on the subject of photo storage/display devices that hang on your key chain.  Well, apparently I'd tried to get one, and in fact had one on my key chain, but it wasn't what I'd wanted and I'd had to stop three or four places just to get that.  What I'd wanted was something like a cube with a clicker that changed the photos and what I'd ended up with was like a tiny frame that switched them automatically. Meanwhile none of these things were going to address the problem with my missing camera (phone) and I was worried that the monitors were going to leave before I got a good picture of them.

After I escape from the photo display key chain conversation with the neighbor lady who didn't understand what I wanted, I went back outside.  I still didn't have my camera, and nobody else seemed the least bit impressed by them. composer2005 was busy with her tent, setting it up next to BH and TD's tent. The tent appeared to be trying to scoot itself back into the trees, but when I asked her what she was doing, the tent she was in scooted quite rapidly towards me, and then opened to reveal composer2005.  I told her that Vicki wanted to understand the economy and had asked me to explain what was going on.  Then I started explaining by defining a recession vs a depression. Vicki understood that part, but before I could go any further composer2005 had picked up her dog (who was the bigger of the two of them) and was busy giving her reassuring puppy talk. 

So I checked on the lizards. They were still there, hanging out, and just as big as before.  One seemed even bigger. I think he must have been 30 feet long and 3 feet wide. I was very impressed by these lizards, and I asked BH and TD what the deal was with them, and why they were there, and why nobody seemed interested.  So BH says to me "Oh, those people down the street won the lottery or something." Huh? So that means that GIANT HUGE LARGE LIZARDS hang out in the river that's in your back yard??

Unfortunately, I woke up and didn't really get to learn how winning the lottery was connected with these big lizards.  I also did not manage to get a single picture to show them to you. Sorry...

Vicki: I don't understand the economy
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Dec. 14th, 2010

Sunflower

These Dreams?

I had a very strange dream. In it, I somehow accidentally got pregnant, had the baby and gave it up for adoption to queenofhearts and her husband. brokenbrawler was also involved in this. I think she set up the transaction, and she was staying with me during my pregnancy or something. Weird...
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May. 26th, 2010

Sunflower

These Dreams?

So today I had a dream that I wanted to find some low calorie (I Think) meals to make, but they were all in these Korean magazines that I couldn't read. So I enlisted the help of a friend and a Korean lady who could read them. There were three magazines, so I took one too. Of course once I opened it I could read the recipes and they weren't Korean, and in retrospect I don't think they were at all low calorie either. The one I was looking at was for these giant steaks that you were supposed to get a can of mushroom sauce (before the expiration date... whatever that means) and I don't remember the whole recipe but the whole meal was gigantic, and seemed to involve double helpings, including two slices of some kind of sweet pie. So you put it on this giant platter about 20 inches around. All the recipes also seemed aimed at serving a huge family, and I wanted small meals that served one. So while I was complainin about this giant platter in front of me and how I'd have to split it up for lunch the next day, but that I already had my lunch packed, a Korean man was sitting on the couch looking at it, and eating my entire thing of whipped cream.

Huh? Whatever.
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Feb. 20th, 2010

All Your Base

These Dreams

I was having a very strange straange dream just now. A call came in from an English speaking customer who needed to speak with the office of the President of the United States and wanted our help. Apparently there was some kind of threat that they needed to know about, and apparently that was a part of our job now, to relay calls. The problem was that the caller was an English speaker, and the person who needed to speak to the highest office in the land was a Spanish speaker. She was going to be speaking from beyond the grave through the English speaking girl who did not understand Spanish and could not translate it into English. So we were asked to act as a relay. Apparently instead of taking calls individually now, we also worked as a three man team. So I had two teammates. My Spanish is not good enough to rely on for this any more. One of my partners didn't speak any at all, and my other partner was quite fluent. I got permission from our supervisor to do the relay. Right as we were starting, though, I woke up, so I didn't get to see how much of the conversation I would understand.

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Jan. 24th, 2009

Sunflower

Dreams of Dad

I had an odd dream last night. I don't remember any of it except the part where I was riding my bike around during my lunch hour at work. Apparently riding it around in my old neighborhood where I grew up. So I come to a house, which was the house of my little boyfriend in the third grade before he moved away never to be seen or heard from ever again... I parked my bike, and went in the house and there was mom. With her big secret. Dad. And I hugged Dad and told him I was glad to finally be able actually see him and hug him. Seems like Mom said that she'd been able to all along. Oddly, I didn't find that unusual at all. We were all just glad to be able to spend a little time together and then I had to go back to work.

Dad died February 26. I miss him, but it's funny. Our first Thanksgiving without him, first Yule without him, but they passed for us easily. There was no hard heavy stress. Dad lives in our hearts now. We don't have uncomfortable silences when someone mentions him. When we are talking about everyday things, Dad's computer is still Dad's computer. It's not weird any more when I say "Their house", when I know that now it's just Mom's house. Really, it's still their house. They bought it together, lived in it together and it's theirs, even if she is the only one physically living there now. Dad is still with her. She carries him in her heart as I do, as we all do.

I miss him, but never have a sense that he is 'lost' that he was ripped from me, stolen from me, taken, or anything else. Dying is a part of living, and it's something we all do from time to time, face death ourselves, or watch a loved one go before us. Dad has passed through this transition, and now he is in a safe place. We all sense this. We all carry him in our hearts with love that he left behind, and not anger or hurt that he's gone now. Not even a tearing all consuming sadness. I have him with me. Sometimes he touches me in a dream and I know he's still with me. I got a hug from him to remind me that the physical existence is not everything.

I have him with me. I talked to him when I bought my super secret car. While I was test driving it I asked his advice and the told me to buy it. I knew it. Another car I test drove that I really liked and he liked it too, but then he said. Make sure you look under the hood. So I did. And it was leaking oil. Enough to make me not want to buy it. I'm glad I have him with me. I'm glad I'm not consumed with angry fiery grief. I don't think I could hear him if I were. I miss him, but if I listen--if I use my heart--I know he's with me. I can hear him speak to me.
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Sep. 30th, 2008

All Your Base

Nightmares... They Suxxors

I started this last night, just before the power went out again... *grumble*


K... so I had a terrible nightmare last night, which I'm pretty sure was caused by the noise and vibration in my ear.

See.. any time there is a giant alien ape spider creature after you, it's very bad.

Here's how it went. We were on this space ship running from something that we were trying to keep from following us. Well there was some kind of battle going on around us, and our ship was unarmed. It was like a bullet (our ship) and it was designed to go through wormholes. I mean that's what it did, so I went through a short wormhole with it... and the other ship followed us. so I took us back to home space through the hole, back into the battle. We were unarmed, so we were just trying to escape and the enemy ship was having none of it. So anyway, I tried another hole, which I ducked back into before the other ship could get through it completely, and then took a third hole before that ship could see which hole I went in.

That third hole was very long... but the other ship didn't follow us, or didn't manage to make it. My ship was made for that kind of travel and theirs wasn't. But anyway, I told my passenger that I wouldn't take her back through it right now, that it was too rough. And it appeared that we were safe at that point from the battle we'd left behind. She agreed. So we landed on this planet to rest since we finally weren't followed.

Now, bear in mind after this really long wormhole, we were way over in something like the gamma quadrant. This was completely unexplored space. We landed and go out, obviously the planet was an M class and perfectly comfortable... I mean really? it looked like earth. No joke. There was a well worn dirt path, so we started down it thinking we'd find some civilization maybe to help us, or at least give us some comfort while we waited until it was safe to return.

The trouble is, before long, We noticed was this vibration in the ground--this harsh HUM--and after we got a little ways down this road I started thinking "I don't like this thumping." It was getting stronger, and louder. Before long, we decided to turn around and go back to the ship for safety. We just had this terrible sense of impending doom, even though we didn't know what was causing the noise. We felt that it was 'coming'. We noticed some animals (very earth like animals btw) were just sometimes sort of hunkered down by trees as if they were just paralyzed with fear, which of course worried us more. It was getting difficult to run too. The ground was vibrating and shaking rhythmically, like something was coming. Something tremendously large. So this creature... OH MY GOD! Comes around a bend and we keep running for a little while, but it's hard and harder, and we're terrified. Before long we're like the other animals. We just scrunch ourselves against a tree too... We're seriously just petrified of it. We see it head over to my left, where it snaps up some kind of antelope we'd passed just moments before... but that's not enough. It eats something else. That's not enough either. So then it comes after us.

Now for some reason I have a check in my hand too... I don't know what it's for. We're trying to make ourselves so small that it won't see us, won't recognize us as food since obviously we don't smell anything like what it's used to eating. Also it seemed that it could not see us, but only smell and hear... or feel vibrations. That stupid check, though, made some tiny noise in my hand, and was it. The monster was all over me. Trying to grab me and trying to put me in it's horrible mouth. So I was fighting and trying to bite its horrible hairy mouth arm-things to get it to think twice about eating me.

At that point, thankfully I woke up. I don't know who my companion was. Just a passenger, you know? Our ship was small. Really, it was like being in a car. Maybe the thing was about the size of a small AirStream camper. And actually, it sort of looked like one too, shaped like a pill, and silver chrome all over.

My power went out a while ago. I don't know if it'll come back quickly, or if I'm in for another long outage. It's bedtime anyway.
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Sep. 20th, 2008

Sunflower

These Dreams

So I had a strange dream last night. Possibly it was Benedryl induced, but I'd say that was probably out of my system by the time this dream happened.

Anyway, there isn't much too it but it was still strange. Now before I continue, let me explain that all through school I was an underdog. Therefore, even though I WAS athletic, and WAS good at physical sports, I was always one of those left standing until last with the fat and awkward kids who didn't play well at anything athletic. It didn't matter how good I was at something, how many times I proved I was, I was always eschewed that way by my classmates. I was also one of those, when playing baseball, who was routinely insulted at bat by the opposing team marching in several paces as if they believed I would be lucky to hit a four foot grounder. This was routine, no matter how many times I made them all run back out to field when I hit the ball. No matter how many times I brought three runners home plus myself while they scrambled back out into the field after the ball, they still jeered and marched in several paces. I never understood this. It was like they'd programmed themselves to believe that I was a looser who couldn't play, and no matter how many times I proved them wrong, even in the course of a single game, that programming never went a way. For this reason, I learned to despise team sports, and hated being forced to play them.

Now to the dream. For some reason I was selected to play on a baseball team. I didn't even ASK to play. I hate playing baseball. HATE. IT. I don't even like to WATCH it unless it's pro ball, because the same stupidity still goes on. But I was asked to play. I don't remember why, I was just asked... and immediately put to bat. I had not played in years. I had no warm up or anything. I wasn't sure I could even hit the ball and was very sure that I'd be embarrassed as soon as I whiffed out. But I didn't. By the time I got to the plate, I discovered that they were playing softball I guess. I'm not sure. I had thought they were playing baseball, but it seemed like softball. (which makes no difference to me... same game bigger ball, underhand slow pitch. still have to hit it with a bat.) So the first pitch came, I swung on it and hit. No biggie. I ran to first base. At some point, I decided I needed to slide. I don't think it was necessary, so I don't know why I did it, but I remember sliding, thinking it was really cool to slide, and skimming past the base so that I had to grab it with my hand to keep from going past it. After that, I didn't get up. I wanted to make sure that the umpire saw that I was safe. Weird... so I stayed there on the ground stretched out and holding onto first base. But then someone came out and told me it was okay that the game was over, and we'd won. So... I'm like ...oh.. well that's nice. So I get up and dust myself off. Apparently, there was a man on third when I hit my single, and he ran home. *shrug* and since it was the bottom of the ninth (which I didn't know until then) apparently our score was over the other team, and our team felt there was no need to play any longer or get any more points on them. I got no pats on the back, or thanks or pats on the back or accolades or anything for hitting the ball that won the game, even though it was definitely my RBI that won the game. Just weird. All the other players, none of whom I knew just wandered away, and then I was back to whatever it was I was doing before I was told go play. Weird.

I have no Internet so I can't send this now. I am hesitant to go to Mom's because I still seem to have a sore throat and sinus trouble... but I guess I will anyway. So this will probably post later. I haven't called Time Warner yet to tell them our power is back on and ask for an estimate on the repair to our Internet line.
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Jul. 21st, 2008

Sunflower

Weird ass dreams....

So today I dreamed that I got up and went to work... didn't go to my first job just got up and went straight to my first second. Only, I didn't get dressed. I drove to work by a very roundabout route (since that work is only about six blocks from my house) and then a couple blocks down maple I realised I had nothing on but my longjohns.

So I went back to my house... which was a two room dorm... to get dressed. And my brother (who looked nothing like my brother) and Audey Thompson (a character I created for an RP) were still in bed. Audey was saying something in his sleep like "Okay I'll be up in a minute. Just give me a minute". In the other room of the dorm there were two guys I didn't recognise watching TV who didn't even acknowledge that I'd come in. Weird. Audey also had this little tortoishell kitten who purred really loud.

So after digging in my laundry a while having dug out Audey's purring kitten, I get up and go back to work... only... I walk... actually I plan to ride the bus, but it's only like 3 blocks from where I would have met the bus. Did I mention that I NEED my car at this job? Ok. So I end up walking the rest of the way becuase it takes me less time than it takes the bus to come.

I get to the job again. First of all... It's not a pizza place any more, it's like a classroom. And the teachers are not my boss. I get there and realise that all I did was take off my longjohns and throw on a coat. *snort* Yah... so.. Well I don't remember anything really after that I dont' think.

(ok.. I edited out some typos I found later... That'll teach me to blog a dream on the fly!)
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May. 27th, 2008

Sunflower

Weirdness

I had a very strange dream that a bunch of my old writing buddies from OogAng, most notably brokenbrawlerand cobra7455 (My Loyal Minion) enrolled in a college in Texas, and that I wend down apparently to be brokenbrawler's roommate... to keep her out of trouble? Once I had arrived, cobra7455, My Loyal Minion reinstated his Loyal Minionness to me, though it seemed that he was there primarily to look after ME and keep ME out of trouble. Then just before the alarm when off, he explained that he still had some spare Loyal Minionnesses and suggested in a very roundabout way that we go to the arcade and get some more from a particular game there. Very very odd. Just as the alarm was going off I think that cobra7455 had invited brokenbrawler and me to his house for the weekend where we would at long last meet his lovely wife. I don't really remember much more of it now, except that I was having problems with my bed... trying to find a way to make it work with the bed that was already in the room and that I'd apparently completely wallered it apart sleeping in it the night before, and was having trouble getting it rolled up.
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Jan. 1st, 2007

Sunflower

weird dreams

Had a strange dream this morning.  Some guy and I were at the swimming pool. While we were there, they drained the whole pool while people were swimming in it and refilled it.  As if that were perfectly normal.  We got in the hot tub while we were waiting for the pool to refill... there was a big dog floating on a er... floaty in there.  After a while it seemed like the water was getting cold... we decided we were hungry so we left... but on the way out we stopped at the library, which oddly enough had a branch desk in the entry to the pool.  The guy rattled off a list of books he had on hold.  I can't remember all of them, but the last one was called "Daniel and the Womkins."  Weird huh?
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Sep. 11th, 2006

Sunflower

Item Ili Ro

What does it mean?  Why was a choir of angels singing it outside my window a couple nights ago?  Why did the angels write it in blood in the snow so I could see the words they were singing?  What chased them away, and why did I wake from the dream wanting to write the words down... (yet too tired to rise and do even that little thing)  There was another phrase with it.  But I can no longer remember it.  I hate when this happens and it feels important but I can't imagine why... What is Michael trying to tell me?