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[Mata]

I've been having some odd dreams lately:

I had one last week where I was heavily pregnant (it was going to be a C-section birth!). There was another guy there who was annoyed that I was going to be the first man to give birth. When it was nearly time to have the baby, it started shrinking, and it was disappearing again. In the dream I couldn't decide if this made me happy or sad.

Last night I dremt that I was with Ryn and Smiler. They had heard of a trick with poi (although I can't remember its name now) and they wanted to find out to do it. After searching the internet without much luck I remembered http://www.homeofpoi.com/ so we went there... It was, despite being a website, a physical shop. There were photocopied pages of moves, and we found the one for the trick we were looking for, but a girl had scrawled on it. Her doodle was how to an ink-ish mixture, and there was a picture she'd crduely drawn on the instruction sheets with her having drawn a swastika on her hand with the ink to demonstrate that it worked. We asked the guy behind the counter if he knew the trick and he drew us instructions, but in a light yellow pen that was very hard to read.

So what on earth was that all about? And have you had any interesting dreams lately?

[LoLo]

I was going to be the first man to give birth.

I'm afraid Arnold beat you to that.

[michael1384]

Some very weird dreams Mata.

I can't remember my dreams anymore, but after I wake up I feel disorientated and it takes me a while to realise I'm not in a dream anymore. For five minuites after I woke up once I kept thinking, "Shouldn't I be in ancient Rome?" and, "Where's my toga?"

I did have a dream once where I was run over and then I saw a cat shaking its head at me.

[Izzy]

I had 3 really weird ones last night.

The first one was about this really little kid in school named Joshua. He's a year younger than me, but just very small. So he built this big dark maze mansion thing, and there was a big monster (Josh in disguise) haunting the place. And he stole my roller blades! Eventually I got them back, and I made it through the maze thingy, and there was a room full of the cutest dogs. I got this uber cute black brown and orangish dog out of its cage, took him home, and named him Kodi.

In the next dream, it was Halloween or something, and all the teachers from school had big bubbles that they had to stay in because their classrooms were changed into haunted houses. So somehow my geography teacher escaped her bubble and she was hiding out at this pool area making dungeons out of legos. She was all, "Izzy, come here." And then these little kids starting taking her legos apart and she got really PO'd and I woke up.

And then the next one I don't remember as much. I was sitting on the couch, but there was a blanket there. And there was a lump under the blanket, so I move it, and it was James! So like, I cover him back up and lean against him. And then we're magically at some show, but he's sitting two seats to my right. And there was this girl with brown hair I kept trying to switch seats with, but she was all 'no'. And then I woke up.

[I_am_the_best]

Perhaps last night was just a creepy dream night. I dreamt that I went to the sea with my family, and my dad and I were swimming in the sea and standing on a cliff. But in the sea, if you wanted to get back to the shore, different rules of physics applied. the further away you were and the depth you were at meant that there was some gravitational field around the point you were swimming. It was so strange. Unfortunately, my sister was swimming and disappeared and she evidently found that the forces were too strong and couldn't get back to shore. Then I was sitting in her bedroom crying and realising how much I loved her and my dad came in and told me he would take a year off work to see if there were any 'suspicious circumstances' and that she may still just be in the sea or in a different country.

Having woken up from that dream all upset I then dreamt that my friend and I were both recently pregnant and went to an abortion clinic. The clinic was more like an indoor playground. We then had to rush through a cinema and get to the loos. And something about shoes. Oh man! And then when we were waiting to get abortions, we had to climb in through my bathroom window to get the abortion, but there was all this water infront of it. Two girls were standing on chairs there which was annoying because we couldn't get past, but also good because it meant that their mass moved the water elsewhere.

I'm sure that was a thrilling read... >.>

[Phyllis]

I constantly have very weird, vivid dreams.

A lot of them involve giving birth and it all going horribly wrong. In one dream I gave birth to twins, and I didn't realize until I went to nurse one of them that they weren't babies at all. They were loins of pork. This didn't seem to upset me -- I loved them anyway and was going to keep them in the freezer so they didn't rot. Dream logic does not resemble rational thought in any way.

I haven't had any really weird ones lately, so I'm probably due for one. I keep meaning to put a notebook by my bed so I can write them down when I wake up. I usually forget them after telling a half-asleep moop what happened. His response is generally something along the lines of "You scare me."

[Jaq]

I have some pretty weird dreams sometimes. A few days ago, before Easter, I had this dream that I met John Stamos, but I called him John Ramos. Then he said that I could just call him Jesse, as long as I didn't call him Uncle Jesse.
We went back to his sex den, which turned out to be my parents house, but moodily lit. Orgies galore and so on. But, before commencing with the sexing, I went up to the upstairs bathroom.
All the lights in the bathroom had burned out. Stamos was too lazy to replace the light bulbs, so he had lined up about 2 dozen lamps in the hallway that people could take and aim at the bathroom so that they could see where they were peeing I suppose.
I chose a few and ended up peeing with the door open and these mismatched lamps shining on me while very sallow faced skinny girls downstairs made out with John Stamos and ate things out of his/my parents fridge.

[Daria]

I've been having some odd dreams lately:

I had one last week where I was heavily pregnant (it was going to be a C-section birth!). There was another guy there who was annoyed that I was going to be the first man to give birth. When it was nearly time to have the baby, it started shrinking, and it was disappearing again. In the dream I couldn't decide if this made me happy or sad.

Your second dream has WAY too much going on in it to try and figure out what's going on, and I'm meant to be working... but your first dream is quite obvious: You have lots of plans going on in your head- you've recently got your doctorate, you want to do something with it! Your believe that your life is changing, but that all the plans you have and make just dwindle into nothing- something always gets in the way and your plans never go all the way to fruition. The jealousy from the other man could be referring to a relationship (dunno who with) you have with someone that is effected by your plans and he way you want your life to go. It doesn't necessarily mean that they are jealous of you- it could be more ambiguous as to their emotion (or your emotion), signifying more that there's friction.

I had dreams about smoking last night. I told someone to put out their cigarette and we had a fight.

[Mata]

I'd agree with that analysis. It's how I've been feeling about lots of things for several years - pretty much since the Blue Banana deal everything longterm that I've tried to achieve has gone wrong except for the PhD. Starting temping again to pay the bills means that I'm essentially in the same place I was when I was 24, except with a PhD and living in a more expensive flat. Feeling like seven years have produced very little progress is pretty frusrating.

Jaq's one seems like there's a general sense of missing out on life, being close but not being able to see things or be part of them. She's just next door to where the party is happening but has to go and sort out other things. The lights add to the sense of being unable to see how to change the things around her. At least, that's how I see it.

[Calantyr]

For the last week I haven't been able to remember my dreams, but I've woken up in a cold sweat panicking and hugging a pillow. The only thing I've been able to remember is something chasing me.

I guess I've been under a lot of stress recently, but nothing has caused those reactions in the past. It's getting a tad annoying.

[Mata]

You need to take a phantom machete to bed with you. Phantom machetes: for all your night-terror killing needs.

[LoLo]

I had one last week where I was heavily pregnant (it was going to be a C-section birth!). There was another guy there who was annoyed that I was going to be the first man to give birth. When it was nearly time to have the baby, it started shrinking, and it was disappearing again. In the dream I couldn't decide if this made me happy or sad.

I don't know why I'm focusing on this so much but, apparently a man is pregnant in Oregon. I heard the story on the radio this morning and thought of your dream.

All my dreams lately revolve around cowboys, rodeos and bbq sauce. I think it has something to do with the western bbq restaurant I've been designing an identity for these past few months.

[Calantyr]

You need to take a phantom machete to bed with you. Phantom machetes: for all your night-terror killing needs.

I'd prefer a phantom m16 if you've got a spare.

[Sir Psycho Sexy]

All my dreams lately revolve around cowboys, rodeos and bbq sauce. I think it has something to do with the western bbq restaurant I've been designing an identity for these past few months.

Or some bizarre cowboy fetish?

I remembered something about one of my dreams...I only really remember the ones I have when I'm snoozing in the mornings. I was on a boat which was kinda crossed between a yacht and a galleon, there were something like 12 other men and it was some kind of long distance journey. All the others died and all of a sudden I was sailing down a flooded road near my house, except it was about 25 years ago. I met my parents before I was actually born and my sister was only a baby. I was talking to them and not straight out telling them who I was, but dropping hints. The house was all dirty and I kept trying to think of little hints to give them to make their lives easier or whatever.

There was also another one which involved an underground supermarket that was getting looted but there was no booze anywhere.

Anyone else feel weird telling strangers the bizarre/intimate workings of their minds?

[MisterJ]

I can't remember my dreams anymore...

Me too, I can't vividly, or even faintly remember a dream I've had for quite a long time. I can still remember some particular ones from the past, quite faintly, but that's about it.

[dancing hamster ...]

I can usually remember them pretty well.

Last night I had a good chat with Heikki Kovalainen and Nick Heidfeld, which is of course bizarre, being on different teams and all.

[Mata]

Yes. Different teams. Obviously.

[Izzy]

I just had a really bizarre one.

I was at school, it was a new semester, and there was this guy with me about 16 or so. I walk into my 3rd period geography because no one told me about a schedule change, and the only person that was in that class before with me was Jacob. So the teacher tells us that we're probably supposed to be somewhere else, and sends us into the reading class. Even though I don't take reading... When we walk in, it's totally dark, and the desks are in a semi-circle around the teacher, occupied with little kids. We're told to find a partner and listen to them read. Also, the first thing I noticed when walking in was a baby tiger in a fish tank. And then this alarm sounds and we're all told to go to the grassy area behind the school. In the hallway I run into Eli and his little brother (who doesn't exist in real life.) We get down and outside, and everyone's told that we must evacuate to the Real World immediately. So Eli's bro is one of the chosen ones that gets an evacuation device. It was the size of a chess board, had the picture of a dragon on it, and he was supposed to hang on to it, and it would fly him home. But since he doesn't want Eli or me to die, we decide the best way is if Eli holds onto the board, I hold onto him, and his brother holds on to me. We also decide that the best way to do this is to get totally wasted first. We walk to where the P.E. room would be located, but it kind of looks like the cafeteria, just smaller. So everyone takes a seat, but I run upstairs to make sure I don't still have any detentions. And then I notice my friend was gone. So I ask the detention teacher. She's like, "Oh, he faked sick, so I let him go home."
Me: If you knew he was faking, why'd you let him go home?
Her: Because he fakes it way better than you do, and I let you go home all the time.

Apparently he faked the tiger attacking him or something. So I go back to the P.E. shed, drink as much as I can before time runs out, and then go back into the field with Eli and whathisface. So, we're getting ready for take-off and I wake up.

It was a long dream...

[dancing hamster ...]

Last nites dream was not so nice.

For some reason I was with a mate (Johny) who was visiting someone he new at uni. He lived in a massive bloc of flats, and we had to climb up what seemed like miles of stairs. When we finally got to the top, the guy we were looking for wasnt there, just his room mates. So Johny decided to hang around for a while. There was one room with loud music playing out of it, so Johny decides to go lie by the door of this room. A few minutes later a girl comes out of the room and starts yelling at us. I try to explain why we are here, whilst Johny just lies there. Then she rings some guys who come through the door, one of the them grabs me and pulls me out of the room. I turn around, and the last thing I see is this girl giving Johny some toast. I then get dragged all the way down these stairs by this guy. At the bottom theres a woman who asks if I'm alright, I try to get to her to explain what happened but as I do I stumble, fall over, and pass out.

After this one I remember buying loads of really cheap easter eggs because easter was over.

Most of my dreams happen when I've woken up and gone back to sleep again, they all run into each other, not really making much sense.

[{Gothic Angel}]

You guys are in my head, provin' my theories on psychology

I always have had and still do have both really, really, intense, vivid dreams/nightmares, and night terrors. I thought it was normal till I was about 15 at which point people started telling me to grow up and I surmised that it wasn't (I'm sure I whinged about it on here at that point, actually... sorry ). I further surmised that it was to do with being overly thoughtful and introspective and having an overactive imagination coupled with a ridiculously strong emotional response to everything ever. Win!

The weirdest dreams I have are the ones which are really really sexual. The other night, I dreamt I cheated on my boyfriend with Slash from Velvet Revolver (yes, alright, I went to see them on Wednesday, that's why ), then afterwards, I was feeling really guilty in the dream because I had a boyfriend and he's obviously, y'know, married with a kid >_> In the dream, my friend consoled me and said it was ok cos his marriage was going wrong and my realtionship was on the rocks. Neither of those things are true, but apparently my conscience doesn't stop working in dreams.

Have you ever had one of those nights where you have a dream about someone then wake up and see that person during the day and feel weird towards them cos you can't separate how things were in the dream from what was really the last thing that happened?

I'll take the phantom machete if it's going.

[Eli]

The other day I had a dream I was at Izzy house but her room was like some test lab. Izzy was wearing a lab coat with these goggles with like a bounch of lights and switches. Then she put me onto some table and I fell asleep. Apparently I was doing some dream test and then Izzy would turn on the machine and then I could control my dreams. So in my dream's dream I was at shcool in 2nd period and my teacher was wearing a bikini. Then some kid started yelling at me because I stole his look. We were both dressed like captain underpants. Then I ran at the classroom and grabbed one of the 6th graders into a bathroom. The kid started screaming about something so I took my shoe and flushed it for some reason. So after that I walked out and everything was dark. I walked down the hall and the students had all been killed some how so I went back down the hall and found Izzy. I told her that I was able to break free of my dream and control what happened so we celebrated by jumping out the window...

[elphaba2]

IIIIIIII had a morphine dream the other day! Very strange. Open to interpretation--I can't make head or tail of it.

Set in my house, with the typical structural alterations of dreams. I had just invited a vague acquaintance to my house for dinner--boy a year younger than me. We eat dinner, and then head up to my room so I can find him a book. We're sitting there and he comments, "You know, this would be a lot easier if one of us had some herb." He runs down the stairs to get some out of his bag, and my mother swoops into the room. He comes back up, waving the bag of green, talking about how great it is, and my mother calls a private security force and the cops. A private security officer picks me up the instant he arrives, and henceforth I'm dangling down his back. We all move to the roof, where it's pitch dark and windy, and my mom is lying to the cops. I wriggle away from the officer and correct her, and she suddenly feels bad and sends them away. I go running out of the house after the acquaintance, in superhuman leaps, and suddenly all the teenagers in the county are partying in the woods behind my house. I throw my cell phone at him. Then I go from couple to making-out-couple, trying to borrow a phone so I can call mine. I bump into a guy from my English class and his nasty girlfriend, and he loans me his sidekick. I find a phone but it's not mine. I notice that the grass is astroturf. All of the girl-halves of the making-out-couples are getting mad at me for interrupting, and then they grab pitchforks. I hide under my porch and stumble across a middle-aged guy from my volunteer group. I explain what's going on and we both go into a yoga pose with our feet braced against each other. He helps me find my phone, and I wake up.

[patback87]

The craziest dream I had recently was Friday night/Sat Morning(it's was 4AM when I fell asleep so call it what you will). I had to call off work on Sat because I was back in my hometown for the day and I had a dream that I called off then went into work for some reason and then my managers had a talk with me about my recent call offs and what not. For some reason I woke up really pissed off and it made me mad anytime I thought about work the rest of day and it spilled over into Sunday when I was at work. I'm actually really waiting for them to talk to me, because I have had a lot of attendence problems these days so I'm thinking the dream is my fear of this talk because up to the talk I will talk about everything I will say to them, then I talk to them and I end up not saying any of things I wanted to say.

[Phyllis]

I like how the solution to your lost phone problem was to do yoga under the porch, elphaba. Ahh, dream logic.

Last night I had a dream that moop was pregnant with twins (I have no idea HOW, that part wasn't covered). He was paranoid about the doctors making a big deal about a pregnant man, so he came up with a brilliant solution: we would fake a pregnancy for me and make it seem like I was the one delivering the babies. I think all this talk of pregnant men has confused my subconscious.

So we stick a pillow under my shirt and head for the hospital. There are no doctors, only nurses, and they all have these weird metal spidery looking things strapped to their foreheads for checking the status of babies. After signing in at the front desk (complete with some impressive acting on my part), we sneak to an empty room. He goes into the bathroom by himself and comes back with a sleeping baby girl, though exactly WHERE it came out of his body is not discussed. He tells me that we have to put the baby inside me so the nurses will completely believe our clever ruse. Yeah. So he greases her up (!), sticks her in the oven, and calls a nurse. I push her out, and they take her off to weigh her and put her in one of those cribs that look like a baby aquarium.

A couple of moop's work friends show up, and he decides that it's going to be a while until the second one comes out, so we should all walk to the Sainsbury's in Mickleover (which is about 2 miles from our house, so around 3.5 from the Derbyshire Royal Infirmary). By the time we get back, the second twin is about ready to make its appearance. The nurses yell at us for not calling them to check on me when we get to the room, and moop starts to make weird labor noises. I woke up around then, and it turns out that the noises were actually the sounds of some construction work going on down the street.

[LoLo]

I had this dream where Logan from Dark Angel (the guy was the character not the actor) is talking to me and someone who is supposed to be my older sister. We see this wheelchair with glow stick like spokes and I start telling him how he should get one so he doesn't have problems in the dark.

For some reason he then gets out of his chair and I'm laying on the ground and he's holding himself up above me shirtless. At this point the dream seems to be turning sexy because he says something really sexy to me and is hovering over my face like he's going to kiss me, then I start laughing and I exclaim, "I just farted on you!"

Thats where I woke up.