Dreams

Chiomara · 06-30-2017, 12:44 PM

Dreamed that I was attending a writing workshop led by that one guy in Breaking Bad. (My favorite one-- the bald one. The nice bald one. Not the cop, not the main character but the other one with a white-ish beard I think)
It took place outdoors under a large awning every day at sunset. I constantly forgot my pencils and notebooks so I had to write on various objects, including a large jade brick. I remember writing a sentence with the phrase "black tupelo honey" in it. At one point the instructor yelled (to no one in particular) "I DON'T WANNA SEE ANY JOHN GREEN NONSENSE. I will throw it in the trash!!!" and that's all I remember. Well, actually, earlier in the dream I was forced to break up a small orgy between four or five ladies (as they were disrupting my sleep and not inviting me despite being in my house) but it wasn't terribly exciting.

I did eat something in my sleep, but I haven't quite solved the mystery of what it was yet.

Oh, and I woke up with this song in my head.

Chiomara · 07-03-2017, 01:21 PM

Dreamed I was living in a boarding school of sorts. One or two of you (not going to say who) were there, and were very elusive. Something was happening with the moon-- a blood moon, maybe? And the nights had become much longer, too, and everyone was acting strangely. I couldn't remember anything (much like real life) so I just wandered around aimlessly the whole time. I was wearing a heavy backpack, and kept taking it off to pile various rocks and bricks and heavy objects in it. While doing so I thought, "Yes, good, this will be miserable for me. I deserve it!"

Anyway, MB person A (who attended the same boarding school and possibly shared a room with me) was skateboarding all around, and he would stop often to pose dramatically, (I think I was attempting to either return or inquire about some paperback books of his I had borrowed and found a secret code in) and it was around this time I realized the sun hadn't come up in days-- also, the stars were much brighter than usual, and I noticed I wasn't near my school anymore-- I was in some very hilly neighborhood near the ocean, in some sort of nature preserve, maybe, but something was odd about it and I became deeply worried that we were in fact in some sort of Truman Show situation which would have explained the wonky moon/sun situation.

djchameleon · 07-03-2017, 01:41 PM

Aww you are having dreams of me? How quaint.

I need to stop listening to Podcast before dozing off to sleep. One of the hosts will consistently end up in my dream. The last one I had this morning, I wish I could remember the details of because I woke up in a panic.

Pet_Sounds · 07-03-2017, 02:56 PM

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Originally Posted by Chiomara

Dreamed I was living in a boarding school of sorts. One or two of you (not going to say who) were there, and were very elusive. Something was happening with the moon-- a blood moon, maybe? And the nights had become much longer, too, and everyone was acting strangely. I couldn't remember anything (much like real life) so I just wandered around aimlessly the whole time. I was wearing a heavy backpack, and kept taking it off to pile various rocks and bricks and heavy objects in it. While doing so I thought, "Yes, good, this will be miserable for me. I deserve it!"

Anyway, MB person A (who attended the same boarding school and possibly shared a room with me) was skateboarding all around, and he would stop often to pose dramatically, (I think I was attempting to either return or inquire about some paperback books of his I had borrowed and found a secret code in) and it was around this time I realized the sun hadn't come up in days-- also, the stars were much brighter than usual, and I noticed I wasn't near my school anymore-- I was in some very hilly neighborhood near the ocean, in some sort of nature preserve, maybe, but something was odd about it and I became deeply worried that we were in fact in some sort of Truman Show situation which would have explained the wonky moon/sun situation.

It's obviously Innerspaceboy.

Chiomara · 07-03-2017, 03:06 PM

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Originally Posted by Pet_Sounds

It's obviously Innerspaceboy.

Nope! It definitely was not.

**Frownland** · 07-03-2017, 03:00 PM

Picturing ISB skateboarding is so off the mark for his character that it loops back around and would be totally unsurprising if I learned that he did skateboard.

Pet_Sounds · 07-03-2017, 03:02 PM

Just picture his coat tails blowing in the wind.

The Batlord · 07-03-2017, 03:52 PM

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Originally Posted by Pet_Sounds

Just picture his coat tails blowing in the wind.

And him face planting after his scarf slaps him in the eyes.

Pet_Sounds · 07-03-2017, 04:53 PM

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Originally Posted by The Batlord

And him face planting after his scarf slaps him in the eyes.

[Innerspacevoice]

Rising to my feet, I surveyed my attire. My Victorian spats were a sorry sight, coated in dust and, to my chagrin, blood. I soon amended the situation with the aid of a delightful trinket I purchased from an obscure online antique shop last Wednesday: the retractable feather duster.

These were produced by IBM in the late 1970s. Alas, they never caught on, and the 673 members of the initial production run were doomed to languish in olde curiosty shoppes across the nation. Needless to say, I was entranced.

After a brief period of vigorous brushing, I was once again replete in splendid Victorian attire and en route to my new workplace -- this time with my scarf firmly tucked into the vivid purple sash I wear about my waist on such occasions. It's useful for securing my Walkman and one of my post-Krautrock cassettes.

[/Innerspacevoice]

djchameleon · 07-03-2017, 04:53 PM

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Originally Posted by Pet_Sounds

It's obviously Innerspaceboy.

No no no. It is obviously Ki and I. The only two at MB she dreams of.

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Frownland SOPHIE FOREVER Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: East of the Southern North American West Posts: 35,541	Picturing ISB skateboarding is so off the mark for his character that it loops back around and would be totally unsurprising if I learned that he did skateboard. __________________ Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of the unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth. d e a f b o x

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06-30-2017, 12:44 PM	#1 (permalink)
Chiomara mayor of spookytown Join Date: Jan 2017 Posts: 812	Dreamed that I was attending a writing workshop led by that one guy in Breaking Bad. (My favorite one-- the bald one. The nice bald one. Not the cop, not the main character but the other one with a white-ish beard I think) It took place outdoors under a large awning every day at sunset. I constantly forgot my pencils and notebooks so I had to write on various objects, including a large jade brick. I remember writing a sentence with the phrase "black tupelo honey" in it. At one point the instructor yelled (to no one in particular) "I DON'T WANNA SEE ANY JOHN GREEN NONSENSE. I will throw it in the trash!!!" and that's all I remember. Well, actually, earlier in the dream I was forced to break up a small orgy between four or five ladies (as they were disrupting my sleep and not inviting me despite being in my house) but it wasn't terribly exciting. I did eat something in my sleep, but I haven't quite solved the mystery of what it was yet. Oh, and I woke up with this song in my head.

07-03-2017, 01:21 PM	#2 (permalink)
Chiomara mayor of spookytown Join Date: Jan 2017 Posts: 812	Dreamed I was living in a boarding school of sorts. One or two of you (not going to say who) were there, and were very elusive. Something was happening with the moon-- a blood moon, maybe? And the nights had become much longer, too, and everyone was acting strangely. I couldn't remember anything (much like real life) so I just wandered around aimlessly the whole time. I was wearing a heavy backpack, and kept taking it off to pile various rocks and bricks and heavy objects in it. While doing so I thought, "Yes, good, this will be miserable for me. I deserve it!" Anyway, MB person A (who attended the same boarding school and possibly shared a room with me) was skateboarding all around, and he would stop often to pose dramatically, (I think I was attempting to either return or inquire about some paperback books of his I had borrowed and found a secret code in) and it was around this time I realized the sun hadn't come up in days-- also, the stars were much brighter than usual, and I noticed I wasn't near my school anymore-- I was in some very hilly neighborhood near the ocean, in some sort of nature preserve, maybe, but something was odd about it and I became deeply worried that we were in fact in some sort of Truman Show situation which would have explained the wonky moon/sun situation.