Hot off the Grill

I just woke up from this one and it's wild!

I rarely remember my dreams, but this one is fresh in my mind.  I'm back at home in SF, but for some reason I'm depressed as hell.  I'm just lying around on the carpet (we have hardwood floors now), so I guess I'm a teenager at the moment.  I just don't feel like doing anything.  I realize that I've been couped up indoors forever so I go out for some sunshine.

I walk out and eventually meet this cute Korean girl (that progressively turns into Natalie Portman, so I'll call her Natalie).   We're talking and we're hitting it off, and the sun is shining, birds are chirping, zippity doo dahh zipppity dayy.  She brings me back to her abode where we end up playing deuces with her dad.  This man is like a large mountain military man, kinda intimidating so I'm very nervous.   Then I look at my hand, and I have a four of a kind Kings, but two of them are diamonds!  shit.  he's gonna think I'm a cheat, and clobber me.  I start to sweat, and my heart is racing thinking i'm going to die. Luckily he gets a phone call and has to go.  phewf.

Natalie takes me downstairs in the basement where she lives.  I'm relieved that I didn't have to show my kings until I met her pet.  Her pet was Smeegle from LOTR... I really wanted to impress her so I'm all pretending to think he's adorable?  this dream was going horribly wrong.  I'm trying my hardest not to grimace when Smeegle's around just staring at us.  I take her to another room, and we're about to make out, but she flinches away.  "I can't, my mom's gonna banish you". ...what?  Apparently this girl's got magical powers, and she sealed us in the basement so the mom can't get to us.

The mom is upstairs with her fireworks magic trying to break the seal.  She's cackling up a storm, working furiously.  I'm pretty fed up by now, so I just go up stairs and try to reason with this woman before she pulverizes me.  "Why can't I date your daughter?!" "well dear.. wait you're Japanese right?" "No.. I'm not Japanese, why's that matter?"  She smiles and doesn't say anything after that.  She summons her servant to give me a bunch of candies and sends me away.  wtf.  what about my Natalie!


I'm walking down the street again and bump into Gary where I tell him what happened and he cracks up at my misfortune.  Then I wake up.

Note:
-Natalies my 2nd celebrity dream girl.  Reese Witherspoon is my 1st.

backtoback sleeptalking

This weekend I stayed over at my cousin's apartment.

Day 1:
"good...good"
(1 hour later)
"wraaeereewar!" (they tell me I sounded like a fierce mean ole' cat)

Day 2:
"Frankenstein sounds good.."

what does this mean?
Is it like.. Frankenstein's singing voice sounds good?
or is Frankenstein a food... what do you wanna order? Frankenstein sounds good.
or..

Cops

So last Friday I had this dream where I was driving my car somewhere very hilly in SF. I'm having a lot of fun, until I spot a motorcycle cop from the corner of my eye. Crap! I focus back in front of me, and double crap. I just ran a red light because I was distracted by the cop. How ironic.

So I get pulled over, and the cop walks around from the front of my car. He pulls off his helmet and she's beautiful! I roll down the window and we lock eyes, and there is instant chemistry. She blushes and tells me in this adorable Spanish accent that I'm going to be let off with a warning. She then proceeds to remove...

...my car hood and we see the foam sheet covering my engine bay is torn up! We're all trying to piece it together, wondering how it got shredded. Then I realized that car engine bays don't have a foam sheet covering them! That's when I realize its a dream and I wake up.
Then later in this same day, I'm driving on I-205 down to Eugene. Some douche SUV driver is tailgating the hell out of me, so I speed up trying to cut into the middle lane. Then the SUV moves over, and another set of light is tailgating me. What the hell is wrong with these people!!

blue, red, white lights flashing. The officer walks over to the passenger side of my car, takes off his helmet, and he is not a beautiful Spanish woman. He then proceeds to write me a ticket for $287. fml.

Subconcious Crackhead?

k, maybe I sleeptalk more than I think, its just no one's around to hear me. Wilton's been sleeping in my room cus' the other bedroom is an oven and this is what he witnessed heh>>

Chad (formal voice): Dealing... of Crack.
Wilton: chad? what?
Chad (formal voice): Dealing... of Crack.
Wilton: Chad why are you dealing crack?
Chad (thick southern accent): 's where the money's at!

Chad: man, why's so hot up here?
Wilton: what?
Chad: goo gee goo gee goo gee (with hands waving around)

Then he kept on saying: "Hey CHAD! sleep talk! sleep talk some more!" over and over again, and it totally woke me up and i was oh so angry!

double witness

yea here's one that I forgot about that happened couple weeks ago.  I was completely exhausted and just collapsed on Dillon's living room carpet and knocked out.  Everybody else was still awake.  Wilton and Angel were watching tv on the couch or something, and they see me sit up with my eyes closed.  I point in Angel's direction and say: "You're a human being!"

i'm a crazy person

Haha after this past few days, I had two sleep talking incidents.  I kind of noticed a pattern.  I think the more tired I am when my head hits the pillow, the more likely I'll voice my dreams. 

Seattle Trip:
Dillon's account.
So I'm half asleep and all of a sudden I hear Chad say, "No don't do it! No Stop"
I look up at him with a confused demeanor, but I figured maybe he cramped while sleeping.
Than Chad goes on to say, "Ouch! Ouch! OOUCH!"
At this point I'm like, oh he's just sleep talking again.
He ends by trailing off, "No... don't do that to the lamp..."

 Few days later, Wilton hears:
Chad: (In a thick southern accent) Just hangin' out, do thangs.
Wilton: (laughing) What? Why'd you say that?
Chad: (In a thick southern accent) Advertisements


-10 minutes later-


Chad: (In a thick southern accent) I don't want yer life!

Disturbing Dreams pt 2.

Here's the dream that I had before the car crash dream.

I'm back at home in my garage when I hear some scratching from the door that leads to my backyard.  I go to check out what the noise is, and I see this 8 year old boy.  He was the one scratching, and he's making inaudible noises with an emotionless expression on his face.  Behind him hovers an old creepy man laughing, like he's done something evil.  It immediately clicks in my mind that there was some kind of abuse going on and the boy was no longer normal.  I was enraged.  I was about to punch the old man in the face but they both just vanished. 

Flash to the beach where I'm with some friends and some people I knew in high school .  I'm telling them about this weird creepy man that they should be watching out for when one guy  starts saying how he's a pedophile too.  I was like WTF and I start beating the crap out of his face.  I felt kind of restrained because I didn't want to hurt him because we were friends and maybe he was just joking.  Then the old creepy man comes up behind us smiling his horrible grin and I just snap.  I'm pummeling the guy into the ground kicking and thrashing, tearing him apart.  Usually in dreams, when I get in a fight, I can't move my limbs.  But this one was different.  All my rage was expressed into an actual physical beat down.  (It's funny how I'm feeling angry as I type this). 

Flash to my front door, my mom was suggesting she should go talk to the guy to try to talk some sense into him.  I'm pissed off yelling that he should die and people like that shouldn't be shown remorse.  But she was pretty hard set on reasoning with the old man. 

phewf! it feels good to get that all out.  These dreams came out of no where, I can not see any direct connection from these dreams to real life. 

Disturbing Dreams pt 1

I haven't been able to recall dreams I've had when I wake up, until recently.  And I'm pretty sure the only reason is it was disturbing and involved heightened emotions that I was able to remember them when I woke up.  I'll start with the most recent.

I was back in the Bay Area yay! but in this part of the dream, I was about to make the trip back to Oregon.  My family and friends were all driving out to some restaurant for lunch in the East Bay before I left and it was a sunny day.  I was in my MINI with my brother next to me, because he's coming up with me for the summer (true in real life!)  My dad was in front driving a Toyota RAV4, when all of a sudden we come up to this corner and his car completely flips over in the turn and his body just ejects lifelessly out of the car.  (I know its just a dream.. it pains me still as I type it right now).  At first I feel shocked like omg what the hell happeend.  I run out of my car and I spot one of his arms hanging on a tree.  I run to it and pick it up.  I turn around and see my dad lying there motionless and it hits me.  I start bawling out of control like I had just lost my dad.

The crazy part was when I walked over to his body with his arm in my hands.  He stands up slowly and he still has both of his arms!! WHAT?! I'm all looking at his severed arm, and back at his still attached injured arms trying to make sense of it.  I remember thinking it must be some physical metaphor of the 'phantom arm' effect.  He starts to come to his senses and slowly grabs his severed arm and places it within his 'phantom arm' and it sticks.  I'm relieved that hes alive and am about to take him to the hospital but then he refuses!  He decides to call his brother for some chinese healing methods.  I was like wtf! you can't risk your life to do that!  and we start this argument about how he should go about seeking treatment.

Crazy Nightmare.  It was pretty emotionally draining, and I'm glad it was only a dream.

Yesterday I had another disturbing dream too.