Backyard bbq

Last night's dream took place in the past and sorta present. In the past there was a neighborhood BBQ. I show up and the boy who was always teasing me at school started being nice to me. We end up holding hands the rest of the night. Fast forward a few years. I'm still with the hand-holding boy. We're going to a festival in town. When we get there I notice that it smells really really bad. Turns out it's pagan festival where pigs are slaughtered. I try to leave but the crowd won't let me. Then I wake up.

I need a Doctor

Wow I use that title a lot!  But unfortunately last night's dream did not include Doctor Who.  I actually needed a real doctor.

I'm at a party, 9 months pregnant with Jason Segel's child (uh, I have no idea), when I realize I'm going into labor.  I walk out of the mansion where the party's being held and just start walking down the road.  I end up at a house that's not mine.  I go inside looking for a doctor.  The lady who lives there said the closest hospital is 40 miles away and they don't have a car.  But I'm welcome to stay in their guest room.  Which turns out to be a broom closet (hello Harry Potter).  The whole time all I want to do is push.  I finally manage to get a taxi to take me back to the party where JS had disappeared.


Then I wake up. Blah.

Am I Doctor now?

Last night is coming back in bits and pieces.  I think I was a med student on academic probation for not turning in my thesis.  I discovered later that someone had stolen my thesis to put themselves at the top of the class.  I was able to get my work back and the other person was expelled.  I was more excited about wearing the medical hood at graduation.  I was also in love with Greg House.  Go figure.

Last night was crazy:

I was dating Helo (from Battlestar Galactica, yum) and my parents are totally cool with it (not sure why that's relevant, but ok).  He comes to my house and we frolic in the meadow with our shoes off.  I end up getting really bad stickers in my feet so he does the gentlemanly thing and removes them (which is gross cuz I hate feet)  He decides to go to town to get something (milk I think).  While he's gone I hear 2 gruffy voices outside planning to attack me.  I try to hide, but they come in anyway and attempt to do their worst.  Luckily for me, Helo shows up and uses his super awesome hot martial arts skills to kick their cylon butts.


So, it was mostly a good dream with a little scary part in it.  I admit, when I first woke up from that dream all I could remember was the scary part and I was a little bit paralyzed.  I literally couldn't move, I was so scared.  Then I remembered the good stuff and that made it better.

I need a Doctor

Yeah, I've used that title before.  But it's appropriate.  I forgot to document Monday night's dream yesterday.  And since I don't remember last night's, I present: DOCTOR WHO MANIAAAAAAAAAA

I'm at a gymnastics meet where I'm up next to compete.  I'm waiting on the sidelines when the Doctor comes up and plants one on me.  It seems I'm not me but River Song.  So I decided to skip the meet to run away with the Doctor.  We go boating.


Yeah, that's all I really remember.  But Matt Smith in a dream is always worth mentioning.  I'm afraid I've crossed from "fan" to "obsessed".

Too much BSG

Wow.  Last night's dream sequences were craaaaazy.

I'm at home when I hear noises outside.  I run to my room and hide under the covers.  I hear the noises outside of my window.  Freaky since I'm on the 2nd floor.  I peek out from the covers where I see an evil clown lurking.  I HATE clowns.  I'm so insanely scared of them that I've actually passed out from being approached by one.  I grow some girl balls and take a pool cue to his evil red eyes and kick him out.


I'm at home again, this time having dinner with Jamie Bamber (http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0051397/) .  He had had me over for dinner at his place the night before so I'm just returning the gesture.  In walks C to announce that her one-night stand resulted in pregnancy.  I get super pissed and cry on the couch.  Jamie ends up staying the night so I can yell and scream at him.  Such a good friend.


I get to school the next day and everyone's upset.  I find out that Michael called the cops on Jamie for possession of pedophilic music.  I run to the police station to argue that just because a piece was intended for pedophilia, does not mean the owner intends to act. (confusing I know, but it makes sense in my dream)  The cops let him go, and he doesn't hold any grudges against Michael.  My two boys shake and become buddies.


The end.

I have no idea where the clown came from.  I started rewatching Battlestar Galactica, so that's how I go Jamie Bamber.  As for pedophilia?  Your guess is as good as mine.

Band and Work

So last night I dreamt I was back in band.  It was time for the annual fish fry but the food was nowhere to be found.  I remembered that I had left it at work.  So I head to the stacks where the fish, fries, & hushpuppies were all just sitting on the shelves.  For some reason I think this is the perfect opportunity to finish eating my spaghetti.  I drop some on the floor then try to clean it up with a napkin.  While doing so the building proctor and the assistant dean walk in.

Then the alarm goes off.