So, I slept like. A freakishly huge amount last night and i can’t explain why. It’s not that I was exhausted, because c’mon. I go to class for about an hour every other day and that’s a wrap. Not much stress in my life. But for some reason I slept tons.
About thirteen hours more or less. That’s is. Insane. Maybe I’m feeling sick or something? And to think I only meant to nap. That was the longest nap ever.
During the record breaking nap, my twin brother was playing Oblivion for the XBox. I’m not sure what was going on in that game but there was a lot of fighting and yelling. All that ruckus ended up seeping into my sleep and my dream wrapped around it.
It was hilariously funny. So funny I woke up laughing.
For those of you who watch House regularly or at least are familiar with the show, wonderful. I’ll go on rambling about it and the dream. For those of you not watching House, you can Watch House @ Sidereel. You don’t even have to sign up or anything, just sit back and watch the epic awesome that is House.
In my dream, House and his team (which in my head consisted of 13, Tao and Chase) were working on a case. So they were all sitting around the table and shooting disease names out at each other and so forth. They all start laughing except House because some gas seeped into the room and made them high.
Not kidding. They were high except House. All cracking up and whatnots. Number 13 (which I don’t know her real name and doubt House does too) says something along the lines of “But.. (chucklelaugh) We can’t figure it out if we don’t get this laughter out of our systems.. (laughlaugh)”.
House replies with “Okay, fine. You want to get the laugh out already?” Sitting in a wheelchair, House starts shaking around (to the sound of some crazy machine gun or rattling during my brother’s Oblivion session), especially shaking his legs. At one point he falls off the wheelchair still shaking “Rocky cliff!” And everyone starts laughing including House.
Even I laughed. I woke up laughing at the “sight” of seeing House half high and shaking around. It was just too funny.
I’ve prepared the steaks for tonight. Mmmm~ Can’t wait. I’m so sick of pork it’s nice to have steak again.
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In my dreams, anyway. No, I’m not hoping to have a baby. It’s just that every month during that special time that Aunt Rosie comes by and breaks a pipe (dunno if anyone’s heard of that saying. I tried to find it online but no go. Mainly it’s a cute saying for “I have my period”) I have at least one pregnancy dream.
Aunt Rosie’s visit is still young and I’ve already had a pregnancy dream. I really don’t know what they mean but I’ve been having them for years. Could anyone share any insight?
Most of the time, my pregnancy-related dreams involve me being pregnant (obviously). They also involve an unknown father. And most but not all of the times I end up losing the baby in some fashion. There’s only one pregnancy dream I can remember where I actually kept the baby in question. At first these dreams freaked me out. I used to think it was my body telling me “Now that you have your period, go have babies!” and when the babies would die in my dreams I believed “If you have babies, they’ll die!”. So you can see why these are weird to me.
But after having them for so many years now I don’t pay much attention to any subconscious signs my body might be giving me to reproduce. After all this time I just think that when I’m asleep my body like to think my cramps are actually a baby kicking.
Dreams are weird. Oh by the way, I’m back from hiatus. Sweet.
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So I had another dream last night. I would’ve written about it earlier but since Christmas is close by, I did some Christmas decorating!
Well, in the dream, it started off with Batman. Apparently there was a new Batman animated series coming out, so in the dream I was all “YES! MORE BATMAN!”
On the night of the first episode premiere, I saw the show and was disappointed. The voice actor for Batman / Bruce Wayne was some french guy. Seriously. He had the heaviest french accent, I was so disappointed. Because I was expecting the wonderful Kevin Conroy. I can’t imagine anyone with more of a perfect voice for Batman than him.
Somehow, the dream turned from me groaning about the french Batman dude to getting ready for my wedding. I had long beautiful red hair and was in the process of getting dressed in my simple wedding dress, when Jerry Seinfeld and George Costanza (Jason Alexander) come in hurriedly to get me in George’s car.
Jerry’s sporting the great Michael Jackson Thriller costume for some reason and George is telling us “C’mon, c’mon! We can’t be late! You know what being late does to me! I get all anxious and start sweating!” Stuff along those lines (by the way, did you know you can’t really talk in a dream? You think you talk but it’s really an impression of what people say that you understand. They don’t really say stuff to you)
Towards the end of the dream, we all get out of the car and I’m frustrated because I don’t see the chapel and Jerry’s like “Lord of the idiots. (points to George)”. So George got us lost to my own wedding.
By the way, I have no idea who I was marrying. The groom was never shown. ._o Maybe it was Batman!
As far as Christmas goes, we’re pretty much done sprucing up the place. We bought a fake, small fiber optic tree with Christmas decorations pre-placed. It looks very cute when lit! I put up a few little Christmas ornaments like for the door around the house, and later this week we’ll be putting lights on the stair rail. =3
What are you guys doing to decorate your home for the holidays? Be it Christmas or Kwanzaa or Hanukah or anything else!
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I had such a horrible dream. I actually woke up feeling guilty about it. It wasn’t my fault I dreamt it or anything, but I still felt horrible.
In the dream, I was still living in my old house (man, I miss that place). I owned a fox-like female dog and a friend (we’ll call him Randy) had a brown fox-like male dog.
So he came over and the next day, my dog had puppies! Cute little brown fluffy things. Randy decided to stay over. The third day, I couldn’t find the seven puppies.
I looked everywhere. I mean everywhere!
Then I opened the freezer door to my fridge and there they were. Frozen in little ziplock pouches…
I started crying, of course. and Randy told me “Hey. Just let them thaw, they’ll be fine.” So I did. But when they started thawing, the puppies melted into clear water!
I was pretty much devastated. I had only one puppy left because the others melted into water like clear ice. Then my older brother looks at the water-filled pouches and says “That’s what you get for not calling me”.
WTF?
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