kobraski
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Post by kobraski on Jun 2, 2004 9:21:17 GMT -5
I dreamt about someone cutting themself with a spoon. at the time I was really worried/scared then I woke up and thought - "That wouldn't work." LOL
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Post by Dave on Jun 4, 2004 12:13:48 GMT -5
This morning I woke up and wondered why Ella's bedroom had been rearranged and was really confused until I realised I was in my room. Disappointing.
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Post by Dave on Jun 8, 2004 15:34:56 GMT -5
my brother was washing maisie's feet while ella, me, jojo, jb, alex and anna had a spliff then i went to fetch some water for everyone and brought it back in weird containers that were all different then i went to a horse show on a big grey horse and ran away but had to wait for the bus and this women tried to convince me to go back and do an art degree
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Post by Charlie on Jun 16, 2004 9:11:22 GMT -5
i dreamt that there was a secret house for all the managers at work and my duty was to clean it, and i saw that one of my managers had a baby.....and.... i've forgotten....sorry that was boring.
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Post by Peffkitten on Jun 21, 2004 10:27:35 GMT -5
Verity bleached my hair
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Post by Dave on Feb 9, 2005 9:29:24 GMT -5
my entire family were sitting in the living room singing 'common people'. it was frightening.
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Post by Peffkitten on Mar 18, 2005 19:09:57 GMT -5
I dreamt about some kittens. They were white with blue eyes and had really long tails. And they had shit on their tails that they were tryong ot lick off. But it wasn't their own shit.
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Post by Peffkitten on Apr 18, 2005 17:26:48 GMT -5
My dreams have had guest stars recently. Last night I was in a drama class with Richard Herring. We were improvising a scene where he was a rich nobleman and I was a servant sweeping the floor with a broom. I had to flirt with him to try and get money. There was a lot of suggestive rubbing of the broom handle. A few days before that, I was friends with Marilyn Manson. He had burned someone's house down and the police turned up. We were in one of those stereotypical US suburbs where everyon'e squite poor yet with huge white houses. Marilyn wanted me to run away to divert attention from him. I was going to, but changed my mind because I didn't want to be accessory to arson. And the night before that I was with Brian Molko. I was in drag, for some reason that was very important but I don't remember why. It was the eve of Brian's 40th birthday and he was a bit depressed so I went over and cupped his face in my hands and said "Brian, you don't look a day over 25." Which was a lie. His face was wrinkly and scarred close up.
(Cross Posted to Livejournal! WooHoo!)
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Post by Dave on Jul 21, 2005 14:48:21 GMT -5
i was trying to get a job and i told a potential employer that i cooked a mean breakfast even though i had no idea what i was doing. i kept getting distracted and doing other things (mainly finding things to drink - i think i may have been a bit dehydrated last night..) and then i panicked and made the breakfast. the person i was cooking for ate it and said that although it had taken me a while, it was actually a very good breakfast so we opened a restaurant called 'lucky if you get it'. it was really popular even though there was no guarantee that a customer would actually receive their order because if they did, it was worth it.
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Post by Peffkitten on Jul 29, 2005 17:32:24 GMT -5
we opened a restaurant called 'lucky if you get it'. it was really popular even though there was no guarantee that a customer would actually receive their order because if they did, it was worth it. Ohhhh that is brilliant!
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Post by Dave on Aug 24, 2005 18:28:51 GMT -5
i've taken lots of drugs in dreams recently:
i dreamt i was a junky. i was just sitting around in a graveyard with all these other junkies. when we couldn't find enough smack we stole cocaine and mixed them and made the same joke over and over again about the speedball incident at the restaurant..
i took a shitload of speed. i was taking it in pills like vitamin tablets but more regularly.. like medication that needs to be taken many many times a day. it was quite boring.
i took some acid. i was confused and insisted that the acid i'd been given was really weak even though i hadn't a clue so i took three tabs. it worked quite well.
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Post by Peffkitten on Aug 29, 2005 6:55:00 GMT -5
I dreamet that I owed some money to some people, so they took away my body as collatoral. And then replaced my body with a light-skinned black woman. But then it wore off, and I went back to being white, only my hair stayed black. AndI looked in themirror and I looked beautiful, like Snow white.
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Post by Dave on Aug 30, 2005 14:09:30 GMT -5
i was utterly convinced that everything in this dream actually happened even though for the first part i felt like i was awake and was aware that i was lying in bed whilst simultaneously moving about my room in the dream. it was actually completely terrifying and during the dream i decided that i was going to take a break from hallucinogenic drugs for awhile. of course i promptly forgot when i woke up and was only reminded of the dream when i saw my sisters shoes..
i was just sitting about when everything started becoming swirly, coloured, patterned and generally a lot more interesting. i was by myself and just sort of accepted that i was beginning to trip for apparantly no reason (well it was a dream. and me). i went to switch on my mac but it turned into a pc and i was confused but realised i was just hallucinating and continued to try and login but it started to shrink rapidly. i grabbed at it and somehow put my thumb through the screen. at that point it turned back into my mac with a big fucking thumb hole in the screen. i nearly cried and started to panic that i'd hurt my baby (i know she's just a laptop but i love her) and i went to find help. i wanted someone to tell me if i'd actually damaged her or if it was just my perspective of the world at that point, after all, i was pretty fucked. i got outside and my legs turned to lead. i tried to move them and they were so stiff and heavy that it was impossible even to move them with my hands. i fell over and someone asked me if i was alright. i got up and tried to act normal but there were all these dark and sinister images and i could only walk very slowly for if i tried to run my legs turned to lead and i collapsed instantly. there were people everywhere and i wanted to get away as quickly as possible and hide somewhere until i'd stopped tripping but couldn't escape. it's as vague as a memory of a trip from then on..
that dream was the worst trip ever.
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Post by Dave on Aug 31, 2005 5:00:04 GMT -5
i had another dream about tripping last night..
i took some acid with laura and jocelyn and then we went to buy some ice-cream.. the money was in the bag with the acid and laura pointed out that whoever got the money would probably get some free acid too. combined with the fact that all the ice-cream tubs were half empty, we decided against ice-cream and left.
somehow we were split up and i was walking around the road in the dark with a surprising number of people about. there were bright pink arms in the road dragging themselves along by their hands and i decided i ought to find the others before too long. i ended up at this party in a field and rang laura who told me, with a laugh, to meet her by the nearest corpse. i started heading back to meet them and noticed that there were patterns on the floor like waves that were moving like it was the edge of the sea (what's the edge of the sea called??) and i decided that walking was too difficult and i was going to swim instead so i kicked off and started swimming through the air a metre or so above the ground.
then i woke up and there were pretty colours flashing everywhere, which were then replaced by my bloody wiggly green light.
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Post by Peffkitten on Sept 5, 2005 11:17:58 GMT -5
I dreamt that this Japanese woman was asking for help, and Richard turned round and said "Peff speaks Japanese!" and I said "No I don't! I can recognise 100 kanji, but there are approximately 50,000 - I've barely scratched the surface" and I turned to the woman and said "Iie, gomen" ("No, sorry") and she looked crushed, so I fell to my knees and wept: "Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai! Forgive me! Forgive me!"
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