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Last night was boring.

I left my house to go to work, but the rear tires on my car had been stolen and replaced with spare tires. For some reason I was driving an AMC Gremlin.



One other interesting point, the entire dream seems to have been shot in shaky cam.

don't play Dead Space before bed! I dreamed I was stabbed. In the throat. I woke up because I had stopped breathing. My throat hurt the rest of the day. My dreams suck.

Most recent dream I remember I was driving an old mustang and I couldn't get the headlights to work. But it was day time... that was weird.

Another one I had I was in an old industrial building that was abandoned. Walked along this wide metal gantry and went into a locker room and found some guns, and picked them up. Can't remember exactly what they were. Went back out onto the gantry and saw a load of aliens (like in the movies) coming towards me down the walls opposite. Started shooting them and saw some of the aliens had really bloated heads and bodies, and when I shot them they exploded really messily and I think I got showered in molecular acid.

 Mr Nobody wrote:
don't play Dead Space before bed! I dreamed I was stabbed. In the throat. I woke up because I had stopped breathing. My throat hurt the rest of the day. My dreams suck.

I've had a few dreams where my neck gets attacked. One was, funnily enough, dead space themed. I don't remember much of it, but there was a lurker that jumped off the wall and started biting my neck :\

I dreamed that I was visiting Australia, but I had to stay with some guy who never wore a shirt and lived in a lean-to surrounded by electrified barbed wire. He kept the wire up because mutagens had leaked into the groundwater and made these hideous kangaroo creatures with long legs and creepy talon hands that tried to climb over the fence every night. It was like that horrible Night of the Lepus movie, but with kangaroos that were way scarier and more deformed.

Avatar 720 wrote:Had sex.


Also had one where an old school friend told me that if I gave Purplefood a meat pie then he'd give me a song in return, and that his songs are really good.

It's true, his songs are really good, and he'd probably give you one for a meat pie.

Anyways, I rarely remember my dreams, but a few days back I had one- basically, me and an old friend were talking about whether or not we were going to go camping with this group of people, but by the time we'd decided to go, it had already been going on for a few hours (no idea how making that decision took so long, but hey, it's a dream). We decided to haul ass over there anyway, running because we couldn't be bothered waiting for the night bus (it was pitch black outside), and my friend tripped trying to jump a fence, and decided to run back to get a plaster, telling me he'd meet me there.
I then got at the campsite in some woods just in time to see them leaving in a coach (it had gotten to morning by this time), and then my crush ran through some trees yelling that they'd left her behind because she'd gone back to look for her book. I said I'd help her look for it, then by the time we found it, it was night again. The now-gone group had taken her gear with her and it was freezing outside, so we just snuggled together in my sleeping bag for warmth, at which point I woke up.
Never did find out what happened to my friend who went to get the plaster...

Now, I said it was rare for me to remember my dreams, but I barely ever remember them that vividly- this is maybe the first one in three years that I remember that clearly. Odd.

I haven't had a dream that I can remember in a very long time. I used to have them every other day.

I have found that I sleep a lot less than I used to; if left to my own devices I could happily sleep for 12+ hours, I managed 15 once. now I can't manage more than 6, maybe 7. I wouldn't be suprised if the two were connected.

My dreams were almost always from a third person viewpoint, they were very much like watching a film (although I was never actually in 'shot').

Same dream two nights running now...

I've parked my car in some random road on the edge of a city on the coast and I can't find it. I'm also being followed by people who want to mug me and steal my car.
This isn't a problem as I've no idea where it is anyway.
I also can't find anywhere to have a smoke.

Its just a really annoying dream...

I dreamed that I woke up for work and started getting ready as usual. I realized it was a dream when i took a close look at the toothpaste container and couldn't read any of the writing.

I woke up just in time to actually get ready for work.

 Easy E wrote:
I dreamed that I woke up for work and started getting ready as usual. I realized it was a dream when i took a close look at the toothpaste container and couldn't read any of the writing.

I woke up just in time to actually get ready for work.

Thats one of the most dangerous dreams you can have. You think you're getting ready and you aren't. Just be glad you didn't go to the toilet.

I had a dream last night that I was playing college football against Nelson Mandela

Did you win?

Scored the only touchdown in the game, on a first and goal

I dreamed that I had to organize parking cars for a funeral. However, their were limited spots at the cemetary so I had to keep reshuffling. My final car was a jacked up "redneck" truck full of suit and cocktail dress clad party-goers.

I have had a similar dream before, but it involved parking cars at a campground.

I don't often dream so this was a little bizarre for me.

I was Mel Gibson, and for some reason I decided to go get ordained as a minister and sent to preach at some kid's camp. So here I am in front of these kids preaching (I'm not religious) with some bushes behind me, and out of the bushes there are some stereotypical evil eye shining out from the darkness. Turns out it's aliens in the bushes who keep tugging on my stole as I'm trying to preach, and for some reason the kids are getting the wrong message and think the aliens are gods.

I'll never understand my subconscious

Last night's was really stupid and I only remember a small glimpse of it.

I went to pick-up my laptop bag for work, and the strap was broken.

That was the whole dream.

 Easy E wrote:
Last night's was really stupid and I only remember a small glimpse of it.

I went to pick-up my laptop bag for work, and the strap was broken.

That was the whole dream.

*wipes tear from eye*
truly beautiful...

I keep dreaming my teeth are falling out. I think my minds trying to tell me something about my dental hygiene.

I had a dream that I was way back in high school, in either 9th or 10th grade, and my class took a field trip to London. We got there on this yellow submarine that was actually driven by all four of the beatles . So then when we got there, all these kids in my class kept going to this one weird bar, and when they would come out of the bar they were wearing hippy classes and long hair and talking in British accents. One after another, almost the whole class got turned into these British hippies. So when it was time to go, they didn't want us to leave, and started following me and my friends. Then we ran out on this dock by the edge of the ocean, getting chased by the hippies, where these balloons were. To give us time, this fat kid jumped in front of us with a machine gun and started shooting the hippies. So me, my friend, and my old girlfriend grabbed onto the balloons and floated away. Then there was this metal shark in the water like from James and the giant peach, and my friend said we had to lighten the load, so he pushed the girl off of the balloons and the shark ate her. I was then really mad, so I strangled my friend, and was left all alone. I drifted back to america and landed on one of the spikes of the statue of liberty. I sat there for a long time and then woke up.

Most vivid and messed up dream I've ever had.

 Easy E wrote:
Last night's was really stupid and I only remember a small glimpse of it.

I went to pick-up my laptop bag for work, and the strap was broken.

That was the whole dream.

What does it MEEEAAAAAANNNNN???

Last night I dreamed I was par tof a government training class to learn how to spy on people via electronic devices. I was suppose to do some mumbo-jumbo on the phone to tap it, but instead I accidnetally called the terrorist as my training number was a live number.

Of course the instructor went all crazy about it. Then, the terrorist subject turned up and asked if everyhtign was all right. I told him everything was fine and I was sorry to bother him. He then offered to help me tap his phone, but the instructor kicked him out.

For some reason I got all mad and in a huff and left the classroom. I woke up really angry for a second before I realized what a stupid dream I was having.

So I had a really awesome/impressive dream last night, it was really weird. It followed me even though I woke up a few times over the course of the night, and a lot of it was in Japanese... like better Japanese then I know how to consciously speak. I was directing some sort of movie and a lot of it was interactions with the actors and staff outside of work. I was dating the lead actress and we'd occasionally invite one or two of the other actresses we both found cute on set home for a tryst. Some world travel, lead actress (forgetting the name now, the deep details were there, everyone had a name but they're fading quick... wait! Lead actress was Itsuko.) wanted to get married, I wasn't sure about that... last scene was a fade out on me walking to meet her with an engagement ring in my pocket.


feth. Can I go live that instead?

My last dream - I had things under my skin. I peeled the skin off my face and dragged my fingers through beneath to remove them. For some reason it was a boil in the bag pack of veg - I had cauliflower and broccoli florets under my skin. Some chopped carrots too.
Luckily, it didn't hurt too much as when I dug deeper, I discovered my face was metal.
I put my skin back on and it had the texture of a tortilla.
I was not happy.

I went into a sweet thrift store and they had heaps and heaps of minaitures for all different games and systesm. I started tha gatehr stuff for various projects, but became frustrated as I discovered that none of the sets were complete and missing vital parts that made them unusable.

I dreamt one of the people I'd recommended The Sandman to actually read it.

I had multiple dreams last night that all revolved around blizzards. The weather and not the delicious Dairy Queen treat!

I had a fun dream last night where I was at my kid's school with my wife and daughter when we attacked by a horde of zombie children. I was armed with a pick-axe.

I distinctly remember swingign the pick-axe like a club and shattering through one zombie kids head, and burying it into the head of one next to it. I also have a vivid memory of using the pick-axe to trip up one of hte shambling zombies and then swung it over hand into its face. Bloody.

However, it didn;t get wierd until a zombie baby tried to attack me. It lunged at me from over a desk and literally flew at my throat. I caught it in mid-air and wrestled with it like a bad Chris Farley comedy routine. It licked my face befor eI managed to get a hold of it.

I looked up at my ife as the zombie baby was squirming in my hands. Then I crushed the baby's head like an egg shell.

We then fled the scene and I woke up. I woke up wondering if a zombie licking you could cause you to become a zombie?

I recently had a dream where I was a xenomorph in an aliens movie. It was awesome but weird.

This time i was at a gaming convention. There were a bunch of display tables playing various games. I identified Droppzone Commander, Dystopian Wars, X-wing, and Aeronautica Imperialis. However there were many others.

The plac was crowded, but I managed to get to the Demo table for Dystopian Wars. I got to try playing as the Ottoman Empire. I rolled some dice and moved some models.

I woke up. The wierd thig was that I had never played Dystopian Wars before.

Had another one last night but I cant remember it all. Just walking along a woodland bower path, with 2 other people. Oh and my armour, finished and im wearing it at one point.

Remebered a bit of my above posts dream.
I was fighting, my Bastard sword (once again, complete) was in my hands and I was involved in a fierce melee, I was fighting not for my life but to protect some people-my other 2 companions I think.


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I was also in my armour at this point (obviously)