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[Graknorke]

Wow, that was...odd.


My dream went like this:

-badass mode-

Why can my dreams never be this interesting. Seriously, I had one this morning that was entirely me flushing out a bunch of slimy stuff from some pipettes so that I could go to a party with someone who had just bought an Olympic-sized swimming pool. That was the entire dream. Me stood by a big plastic tray of water, filling up and emptying these pipettes to wash the gunk out of them.
So. Incredibly. Mind-numbingly. Boring.

[penguinofhonor]

A few days ago, I had a really WTF dream. It started out with me being on campus, panicking because this paper was going to be late. That's pretty normal for me.

Then I got into our dining hall, and Guy Fieri comes in with his son. I don't know if he actually has a son, but he was identified as such in my dream. He looked like Guy Fieri but younger and thinner and with slightly longer douche-hair. Fieri Junior then proceeds to propose to his girlfriend in the middle of the cafeteria. She accepts, and then his small army of waiters starts offering alcohol to everyone.

Definitely the most bizarre dream I've had recently. I mean, I've had weddings on the brain (and alcohol at weddings, specifically), but I have no clue where Guy Fieri came from.

[Guardian G.I.]

Definitely the most bizarre dream I've had recently. I mean, I've had weddings on the brain (and alcohol at weddings, specifically), but I have no clue where Guy Fieri came from.

Was the Guy Fieri part inspired by Homestuck?

[penguinofhonor]

Possibly. It wasn't really something I've been thinking about recently, but I won't underestimate how far back my subconscious is willing to reach.

[Hanslanda]

-snip-

Cocaine is like... Hm. You know... When you've got a date, and you're super excited about it, right after you asked them out? That feeling right there, where you could jump for joy and whoop.

Great. Now I miss it.

[Yoink]

I should have recorded last night's dream as soon as I woke up, but no, I lazed around for a few hours before getting up.
Still, I was back in my old town, except everything was very strange and isolated and there were a few people in charge of running/building/expanding the town. Or something. I dunno.
Anyway, I was in kinda the head office/town hall building talking to this woman who apparently ran the place. It was quite dimly lit and there was various abandoned-looking furniture lying around, and she told me about some armed robber who had tried to rob someone in the town some time(years?) ago, only to be either shot or crushed by some guy's truck.

I dunno, it doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but most of the dead robber's belongings were in a fabric shopping bag on top of this old bunk bed, less the guns and ammo, and I was up there rummaging through it. Jeez, he had a lot of personal hygiene products; scented shaving foam, deoderant, loofahs, all kinds of weirdness.
I don't really remember enough for it to make any sense. Drat.

[Vorthon]

All I remember from last night's dream was a totally kick-ass sword stuck in a stone. There was lots of eagle imagery and it kind of shimmered blue for some reason. If that makes any sense.

[Xantalos]

I went ot bed kinda pissed off for some reason, so I figured I'd have an angry dream. I was right.
As I eased into the dream, I was approaching a dude tied up to a metal table in a dark room. I was carrying a spoon, and I remember the guy being scared of the spoon, as in screaming scared. This became evident as to why when I puth the spoon against his leg and pressed until a spoon-shaped (fit perfectly in the spoon) chunk of flesh came out. After I ate it, I looked at the wound. There was no blood, only a sort of blood-filled meatloaf-like thing. And then I did the same thing to the rest of the guy. He was in great pain the whole time, and I remember everything.

[Wrex]

I went ot bed kinda pissed off for some reason, so I figured I'd have an angry dream. I was right.
As I eased into the dream, I was approaching a dude tied up to a metal table in a dark room. I was carrying a spoon, and I remember the guy being scared of the spoon, as in screaming scared. This became evident as to why when I puth the spoon against his leg and pressed until a spoon-shaped (fit perfectly in the spoon) chunk of flesh came out. After I ate it, I looked at the wound. There was no blood, only a sort of blood-filled meatloaf-like thing. And then I did the same thing to the rest of the guy. He was in great pain the whole time, and I remember everything.

Drink! Drink to forget!

[Xantalos]

I went ot bed kinda pissed off for some reason, so I figured I'd have an angry dream. I was right.
As I eased into the dream, I was approaching a dude tied up to a metal table in a dark room. I was carrying a spoon, and I remember the guy being scared of the spoon, as in screaming scared. This became evident as to why when I puth the spoon against his leg and pressed until a spoon-shaped (fit perfectly in the spoon) chunk of flesh came out. After I ate it, I looked at the wound. There was no blood, only a sort of blood-filled meatloaf-like thing. And then I did the same thing to the rest of the guy. He was in great pain the whole time, and I remember everything.

Drink! Drink to forget!

Can't. My body is not legally allowed to. Underage and all that.

[Wrex]

Try meditation, then. It can help.

[Xantalos]

All right, then. Thanks again.  Be back in a bit.

[Wrex]

To break up your regularly scheduled grimdark, I present to you this:


I had tea and scones with Slenderman. And it was excellent.


Got to love nonsensical dreams!

[Hanslanda]

I'm not usually entirely sure what's going on in my dreams, and most of it that makes sense lately has been somewhat NSFW.

But I had a dream the other night where I was a vampire, but I was at work. Instead of the checkstands where they should be, they were in the produce section, surrounded by pumpkins and giant wheels of cheese. My friend and my LF were checking, and I walked up, like, "Why didn't ya'll call me sooner?"
Then I woke up.

[Scelly9]

Damn. Damn. Damn.

First lucid dream (that I remember) for months and it disappears within a second. Fak.