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Post by Ka on Aug 29, 2011 1:39:54 GMT -5
^who was it?
i dreamed that i killed my mom and then set the house on fire.. i really don't know what to make of it.
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Post by Ka on Aug 29, 2011 1:59:39 GMT -5
^ i saw it after i asked that. speaking of dreams, i would like my brain to give me dreams of him.
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Post by apathy on Aug 29, 2011 2:01:38 GMT -5
It was pretty glorious, although I have to question a subconscious that would give me a super hot porn star and then make us have casual platonic conversation.
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Post by emmeth on Aug 29, 2011 9:41:00 GMT -5
A few nights ago, Jon was in my dream. Again. I have no damn idea why, but he pops up in my dreams regularly. Anyhow, He was in Utah helping out with evacuations for some natural disaster I know nothing of because he was the one in the Army and I was just a n00b civilian. Lucky for him, he didn't dare try to push me around like he did everyone else. I know it's because he knows I can pwn him.
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Post by Jon on Aug 29, 2011 10:38:40 GMT -5
I AM THE DREAM MAKER!
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Post by catlady on Aug 29, 2011 15:39:28 GMT -5
Jon is incepting us all!
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Post by michaelson on Aug 29, 2011 22:48:05 GMT -5
I see Jon as more of a Joe Gordon Levitt rather than a Leo.
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Post by Jon on Aug 29, 2011 23:01:24 GMT -5
^i love you. also, im perfectly comfortable being in everyones dreams. whether you are, thats up to you.
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Post by emmeth on Sept 4, 2011 9:42:06 GMT -5
The deal was...I was with my dad, driving in his Tahoe. We came up to a red light and some people were off to the left throwing shit at the car. While I get out my phone to call the cops, my dad hops out of the truck and starts after a kid in the crowd who was taunting him. As I go to pull the truck over to get my dad back in, he takes a swing that the kid...kid hits the ground.
I try to get Dad back in the truck to no avail. He storms off into the 7/11 on that corner. I go to get back into the truck when I hear the passenger door close. The kid my dad decked crawls into the very back while his older brother is now in my passenger seat. No weapons are involved...just a smart ass who won't get out of my truck. I keep telling him to get out and he won't. I threaten to call the cops, he won't move. He starts laughing and says that I owe him $20 for a movie. I sat there in angry silence for about five seconds before, "You've got to be fucking kidding me" spills out.
The dude starts laughing and I remember I have a knife on me...but I would rather just give him $20 to get the hell out of my truck than have to shank a bitch. Of course, the asshole has my wallet in his back pocket. I snatch it back and was just going through it to make sure he didn't take anything else when I woke up.
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Post by michaelson on Sept 19, 2011 9:54:44 GMT -5
So last night I had this dream that I was at a movie theatre with Michelle and her two friends I've never met before (I think one of them was Scott Pilgrim's sister from the movie). Anyway, the previews start and it ends up being just one really long preview, but it was so weird. It started off as the trailer for Crazy, Stupid Love, but then became a suspense thriller that at first looked like Contagion where people were dying, but then it wasn't a disease. It ended up being killer bees that were erasing people, as if they were drawn into the film, but it looked more real. This part of the preview starred Seth Rogen and it was sponsored by a deodorant brand???
Anyway, when that preview was over, everyone was confused in the audience and one of the girls that worked there came out and said that's what's supposed to happen and her friend asked her why she only wearing a bikini and crocs. She said it was the end of summer, so she didn't care and just walked away. It was really weird.
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Post by apathy on Sept 30, 2011 23:41:37 GMT -5
I keep dreaming I have to go back and work at Dillard's. It sucks.
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Post by michaelson on Oct 2, 2011 23:37:45 GMT -5
Weird dream where me and michelle lived with Kevin Devine and my friend Kevin
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Post by charlebang on Oct 11, 2011 19:15:07 GMT -5
Number of dreams last night, but one that stuck out: I was a little bit older, and I had a daughter. She was about 2, and she had very blonde hair.
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Post by celadon on Oct 13, 2011 12:04:37 GMT -5
Apparently when i have good days, I die in my dreams. When I have bad days, I have awesome dreams.
wtf?
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Post by Jon on Oct 14, 2011 14:20:18 GMT -5
i had a dream that brittany and i saw P.O.S., it was awesome, but we were two of about six people at the show. My dreams need better concert promoters
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