Sunday, 10 May 2009

Domestica disharmony

This is from Saturday night:

I was working in a large warehouse size Iceland branch with A & K from j-r; crappy job but lots of fun messing around with mates. It was a great day though as we had a live gig from Bobby Long going on (quite why BL would have been playing a gig in a shop I don't know). When he had left K gathered all the money he had made and passed it to me to count. Then, A & K finished work and I had to stay late because the manager was on holiday and I had to close the shop. I counted up all the money from the gig and saw the letter BL had left to say that K should have £30 of it for the work she had done. When I was done, I went along to join them at some place that was like a giant kids play room - lots of interactive video games, pinball machines and that kind of thing. I went to try and find K so I could give her the money, including the money that was for BL (since she was friendly with him). Then I played a few games of something that I can't even describe but halfway through a game I panicked and remembered that I hadn't locked the shop. I was running around trying to find A as she was friendly/ related to the manager, then ran back to the shop hoping that I could lock it without anyone noticing it hadn't been done. Unfortuantely I was too late; A was there and in a towering fury that I had been so lax and threatened to tell the manager. I was so scared that I was going to lose my job; then I woke up, still feeling that sense of panic!

I think my dreams are trying to tell me that I spend far to much time on the internet!

Livestock and Little Ashes

So I'm a bit late with posting this one - mostly because I am lazy and partly because I have actually had a life this week!

Ok, this one is from Thursday:

Started off with a girl I knew from secondary school who was extremely manipulative had brainwashed my son into getting rid of all his photographs. He had chucked them all into the sink (??) and I was trying to rescue them and talk some sense into him, while also trying to fit a pair of wellington boots into a pair of Uggs!
Then I was in the garage (which resembled a large outhouse/ barn) and a lorry drove up to deliver my chicken - a live chicken as I decided I wanted to keep them. I was all panicky because I hadn't learnt anything about how to keep chickens and was running around stressing saying 'but I haven't got any food for it and I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing!' Weirdness. Then the dream magically changed into me sitting in a tiny pub in some little village where they were showing the premiere of 'Little Ashes'. I was happily drinking a pint and hanging out with Robert Pattinson before going to the premiere with Matthew McNulty. Then I woke up - before anything had happened. Rats!
Funny thing is that my mind was telling me that people from the message board would be cussing me for wanting to go with MM and not RP!!

Tuesday, 5 May 2009

Monday night weirdness

So, the latest:
There was a girl who was very depressed being made worse by the ‘angel’ of miserableness! (bit like the Darklighter from the episode of Charmed with Amy Adams). He was a man (naturally) who used his power to make people sad and unhappy. He couldn’t be seen by those he affected but I could see him and I knew what he was doing. I tried to cheer the girl up; telling jokes, making her laugh, showing her the baby photos of my friend's newborn and constantly telling her that it wasn’t her; it was someone else making her feel this way, trying to get her to see him. Eventually I succeeded and the ‘angel’ vanished. Then the dream segued into:
I was at school, in the sixth form but still an adult (of sorts) and I was round at somebody’s dingy flat feeling a little low. I think I had been the girl from the previous bit. I was immensely cheered up when someone told me that my car was back from the garage, mended and ready to go. Even whilst dreaming my head was telling me that this was a little odd since my beloved Clio was scrapped a couple of years ago, but dreams ignore what the head is saying and go on anyway. I jumped up and went down to go for a drive but the engine wouldn’t start. I tried and tried to get it started, getting more and more annoyed that it had only just come back from the mechanics and still wouldn’t work. Then someone told me that it needed oil, so I poured oil into where the key goes! I was surprised when it still wouldn’t start. (Duh!) I gradually began to realise that the mechanics had cheated me and the car didn’t work at all and started getting miserable again so somebody suggested we go out.
The next part of the dream was in a really dark nightclub with loads of people around waiting for the band to start. I was standing quite close to the stage and when the band came out; after the initial flash of lights had dimmed I realised that the first wail of singing was familiar because it was Wendy James band Racine on the stage! I was very excited by this but everyone else was really irritated because she wouldn’t play Transvision Vamp songs and she complained to the manager (or someone) that she wasn’t going to play any of those songs. I wasn’t bothered by this, I just thought it was exciting to have Wendy James up there and then over the din of all the people I realised she was singing Wig Wam Bam! I was a little surprised by this and that was when I woke up
Interesting – I always wake up from these dreams going, ‘huh?’

The whys and wherefores

So, since I'm always having bizarre and crazy dreams that make me, and my friends, giggle hysterically, I decided that I should write them down. For posterity y'know. Or possibly in case I need an insanity defence one day!;-)

For instance: last week I dreamed that I could fly - not so crazy maybe, except the flying in my dreams is much like doing breaststroke in the air! Anyway, I flew down to the seaside restaurant patio of some posh hotel to give a very large piece of my mind to some bloke who was hassling my sister. After he'd embarrassed himself and stomped off in a huff, I was feeling pretty pleased with myself until huge - meaning ginormous - waves came crashing over the patio. Everyone was going nutso and panicking, running in and out of the hotel, and then an enormous alien that looked kind of metallic and a bit like a huge stingray but with a really long scorpion's tail, came flying over the horizon and smashed into the top floor of the hotel! eberyone was really panicking now, running all over the hotel trying to gather their belongings and escape. I, being the cool dudette that I am, strolled calmly up to my room and only slightly perturbed that I couldn't get my handbag since it was MY room that the alien had landed in. I was just trying to work out how to get my bag without disturbing the monstrous beast (because of course I wasn't going anywhere without my purse and mobile phone) when I woke up. I think 'huh?' was the first thought of that day!

And, if you can believe it, there is the even crazier one from Friday: I was with a bunch of people from a popular message board that I visit rather too much and we were in some kind of big indoor childrens playground (that also resembled the set from the old TFI Friday show). We were all messing around on spacehoppers when a Pac-man like alien thingy came along to eat us all. The only escapee was SpongeBob Squarepants!