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Saturday, January 29, 2005

Where I buy Mission Impossible 6 
I dreamed I went to a grocery store where they were giving away free books. Several of them were in a book series I had so I pick them up but when I went home I saw that they were really DVDs. Most of them were cool but one of them was like a $15 budget "Mission Impossible 6" which was rated R and I didn't want Mom and Dad to see I'd accidentally bought that cuz I was embarrassed so I hid it in my room.

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Friday, January 28, 2005

Where Nathan and his friends do evil things 
I dreamed that Nathan and his friends were running upstairs to his room to play some sort of evil video game and were all, "No, no, of course we won't tell anyone else about it."
(Why do I keep dreaming weird/bad things about my brother?!)

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Thursday, January 27, 2005

The long vivid Colonial dream 
I dreamed a very long confusing dream I'm going to try to recreate here. I do remember there being a huge contest where everyone was supposed to bring food. However it was a failure because everyone brought food that they had messed up while cooking it. We were all waiting for this world-famous chef to arrive and salvage the party/contest. Finally she shows up three hours late (and she looks exactly like that girl in the Babylon 5 episode with the docking bay strikers), apologizes for ruining the food she brought, and runs back off.

Suddenly I'm in like... a colonial Midwest town. I am one of four girls who were all best friends when they were young and are now in their 20's - Millie, Anna, Clara, and Sarah. It's not clear which one I am - either Anna or Clara. Sarah has a young child, or possibly a younger brother that she has to take care of all the time. The only way we travel is by walking... barefoot. I have a clear memory of walking up a grassy hill in my bare feet.

The group of four girls are all together, and one by one they have to go home. For some reason, I can't go home. I try to hitch a ride with a truck driver (who suddenly makes an appearance in this midwest story) but he refuses. So I follow Sarah around everywhere, hoping she'll lead me to my home, since I can't remember where it is.

There's also a 90-or-so-year-old-lady who lives in an old creaky house with her daughter. Sarah runs through the house so I follow her, only to find that the lady's daughter has died and there are people in there preparing for the funeral. The daughter is lying dead on the living room floor and the lady is wandering around, dressed very nicely, giving orders. Over the din I call, "I'm sorry, Mrs. (whatever her name is)," and begin to leave. Then I turn around to look one last time and she's now a young woman who looks rather like a bar girl. She's wearing green, and has her hands on her hips and makes some sort of statement like, "Can I go now?"

The strange thing about this dream was that the images were incredibly clear, even if the sequence of events isn't.

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Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Where I burn down a bunch of schools 
I dreamed that a friend and I were talking about the Bible outside this junior high school, and later we found out the school had been burnt down. Then a day later, a high school was burned down. People thought this random burner of houses just didn't like kids, but then MY house was burned down. (Which, er, actually would still work with that theory.) That was when I realized that he was burning down places where Christians were.

Except somewhere along the line it turned out *I* was burning down the buildings. Oops.

Monday, January 24, 2005

Where Nathan grows a beard 
I dreamed my brother Nathan grew this huge black beard overnight and for some reason there was nothing strange about this.

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005

Where Nathan goes out drinking 
I dreamed Nathan turned 16 (er... yeah, again) and went out drinking and driving to celebrate. He finally came home like the next morning and Mom and Dad didn't say anything about it, and I was thinking, "WHAT? You're not going to reprimand him for this?"

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Friday, January 14, 2005

Where Andy works for the CIA 
I dreamed Andy S. worked for the CIA and was at this boarding school in this other state. Then one day he sent me a classified letter asking if I would go to the prom as his undercover assistant and also saying he was really close to catching the bad guys.

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Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Where I buy the huge bike, Strong Bad tries to kill someone, and Uncle Andy's girlfriend makes me drink an orange milkshake 
I dreamed I bought this huge bicycle. It only had two wheels but it was about three carlengths long and could go about 50 mph if I pedaled normally.

Then there was this evil dude who wore a big mask who kept taking on the form of this woman's husband and trying to like kill her or something, but she kept figuring it out and sending him away. At one point she saw her husband walking up the walk with the mask in his hand and she started screaming, "I WON'T let you in! I won't, I won't!" and he goes, "But look! I have the mask!" and she goes, "How do I know it's you?!" and he goes, "BUT I HAVE THE MASK!" so she opened the door and kicked him and he turned into Strong Bad.

There was also a part where I was staying at some unknown uncle's house and his girlfriend brought several cans of soda out of the fridge. I thought she was offering some to me, so I said I wanted an orange. She gave me this weird look and showed me what I thought was an orange soda, but was really an orange milkshake (ew!) and I felt all stupid and apologized for it.

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Monday, January 10, 2005

With the nine-minute tunnel-through-the-floor heist movie 
I dreamed that I was watching a preview for this heist movie. The opening was a bunch of guys and a woman all standing in this strangely empty office on the very top floor of a skyscraper. Suddenly, one of the guys (who looked like Robert Redford) grabbed a gun and shot the woman. Then the voice-over guy started talking: "He's just shot his wife. Now he's got exactly nine minutes to get out of the building before he's caught."

He and the guys all around him get to work on this elaborate scheme which, in hindsight, is really stupid. The guy can't just LEAVE THE BUILDING normally, nope. First he and his gang shoot out all the lights in the room and then they all stand huddled together in this little circle while one guy who looks really creepy, pulls out this drill and starts drilling through the floor. Yup. They have to apparently drill through the entire building and then down through the foundation and out. In nine minutes.

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Friday, January 07, 2005

Where I debate whether to hide with B'qi or Sara 
I dreamed Manda and I were being chased by bad guys, and I knew we had to escape. So I suggested we run away either to Sara or to B'qi's house. Then B'qi's mom pulled up in front of Manda's house in their van and we both jumped in, except there was a huge tree in there and we were having trouble fitting in. Then I thought maybe we'd be safer at Sara's house because I hadn't talked to her in awhile and the killers would have more trouble finding links between me and Sara.

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Thursday, January 06, 2005

Where I have to crawl through the nose of the airplane 
I dreamed that I was going someplace in an airplane, but the only way to get out of the plane was to go up to the very front to where the co-pilot was, and then crawl under their seat to the nose of the plane and go through a tiny hole that dropped you out the bottom of the plane.

Monday, January 03, 2005

Where Sarah L. and I do karaoke and leave milk in bookstores 

I dreamed Sarah L. came to visit me. We were meeting at this karaoke place except it wasn't much of a karaoke place, seeing as how it didn't have any place where the actual lyrics could show up. People just stood up on this stage and sang. So I had picked out a song (I believe it was "How Lucky Can You Get?") and had karaoke-d it for Sarah so she could sing it when she got here. However, when she got here, she just got up on stage and forgot the words and then she started crying and got ticked at me for setting her up for humiliation like that.

So we decided to go home and watch movies. We watched half of The Phantom of the Opera and then Dad took it back to the video rental store even though it wasn't due yet. Then he came back with the movies he'd rented but all he'd rented were documentaries on Abraham Lincoln. Which didn't interest us too much.

So we went to this used book-and-movie store which had a quite awesome stock but the stuff wasn't at all cheap. But we were browsing and Sarah kept getting mad at me (this visit wasn't going too well) and kept leaving jewelry and stuff all over the store. She explained that this is what normal people did when they got mad. So I left a jug of milk over by the Dr. Seuss books and she started yelling at me.

At one point I also went down in the basement where there were even MORE books and started looking through them. There was a foreign language section so I went to go see if I could find any in Spanish... they had "English", "Francais", and then "Panales" (with a ~ over the N) which, in real life, means "diapers" in Spanish.

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