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I had two absolutely fabulous dreams. One, I think, is mostly for me, but was *quite* pleasant.

The other involved [ profile] yesthatjill getting a contraption installed on her back deck and showing me all the different things she was excited that it could do. I remember it having a bike-pedal-powered grits grinder, a saw, a popcorn popper, a shoe polisher, and then you could drag a cover over top of it and use it for a fire pit.
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I dreamed last night that I stole Barack Obama's mp3-playing cell phone out of his gym bag in an airport restroom, then went home to an utter rat-trap apartment to plug it into my computer and copy all his music. But right as I plugged it in, the Secret Service knocked on my door. I explained what I was doing, and they told me "Okay, we'll come back for it in an hour. Want anything from the convenience store across the street?" And they brought me a diet coke. And then I woke up.
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I had really really really really really bad nightmares all night. Got no useful sleep. This seriously sucks, yo.

And now my cat is being a psychotic little jerk who still has not learned that raising a ruckus from 4am until when I get up is Not The Way To Get What He Wants.
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Weirdest dream. Dan's dad was living in this weird super-old kind of run-down house with an enormous yard, and he was trying to set up a model zoo around the Christmas tree. Only every animal he took out of the box came to life, super tiny, and started wandering around.

And the lion had moose antlers! He got outside, and started lounging around like Baine does - posing for pictures. :) He cuddled with the tiny moose too :) And there was a third animal that had moose antlers, too, before we stopped opening the boxes to try and figure out why the tiny animals were coming to life and posessed of moose antlers, but I don't remember what it was. Might have been a panda.
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Nrg. Not so much with the fun to startle awake from a dream that I'm being drowned by a giant octopus only to find that my braid is wrapped around my neck just tight enough to be annoying and that I'm laying on my arms so they're asleep and unmoveable. :P
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I had two really weird dreams the other night.

I went to visit my parents. Nobody was home when I got there, so I took my suitcase downstairs to my old bedroom in the basement. Only it was a REAL bedroom, as opposed to the random corner of a mostly unfinished basement I had from age 11-18. There was like....4 walls, and a carpet, and a door. It was weird. But since no one was home, I thought, "Ok, this is going to be boring til they get here." And then I saw a bright emerald-green snake on the floor. So I jumped up onto a piece of furniture and thought, "Ok, not so boring anymore."

I jumped over the snake, ran out of the room and up the stairs. The snake followed me! (No, I don't know how the snake got up the stairs, I was busy going up them myself.) So I jumped up on another piece of furniture once I got upstairs, and then jumped from furniture to furniture across the living room while the snake followed me on the carpet. (It wasn't CHASING me - just FOLLOWING me.) (Tangent: White carpet with bright emerald green snake was surprisingly pretty!) Finally, I said out loud, "Oh, dammit." And Lionel Luthor (from Smallville) walked around the corner into the living room. o.O

He said, "Let me take care of that for you," and reached for the snake. Which immediately got pissy and started rattling its tail. So he blew at it (?) and it curled up and stopped rattling. So he grabbed it and went to the front door. I opened the door for him, since his hands were full of snake, and he tossed it out the door. I said "Oh, great, now there's a hypnotized rattlesnake wandering around suburbian Lansing. And what are you doing here anyway?"

He said, "I don't know, actually." and left. And then I woke up.

I don't remember much about the other one, aside from that it was a wedding dream, and in the dream, the officiant tricked us into signing our marriage license early and then leaving before the ceremony time, so we had to find someone else to pretend to be an officiant for the actual ceremony.
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Lately I find that, when I'm really tired, if I close my eyes for a minute, some sentence or phrase that makes absolutely no sense whatsoever will pop into my head. Then I think to myself, "I have to remember that so I can tell someone later, because it's funny."

And I never remember them. There were a good four or five of these on the bus into work this morning, and I was going to post them as soon as I got to work, and I can't remember a single one.

That said...

Dear lady on the bus:
Just because my eyes are closed doesn't mean I'm sleeping. I'd like to be at home sleeping, but I'm here, on the bus, awake enough to function. And really, even if I WAS sleeping - what business would it be of yours, as long as I wasn't using you as a pillow or snoring? You've certainly got no call to talk about me to the people next to you or jab me with your foot.
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Anybody familiar with a movie involving an action sequence where the hero is running through a middle-eastern type bazaar or marketplace, being chased by bad guys, and grabs a red turban with a big gold decoration off some guy's head and puts it on, causing that some-guy to join in the chase?

Coz that's what I dreamed about last night, and it looked really familiar, so I'm trying to figure out whether it's actually FROM a movie, or whether my brain is putting together aspects of Indiana Jones meets Jack Sparrow.
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Oh, lord. I had the hardest time getting out of bed this morning, and the absolute WEIRDEST dreams, including one where I was being insistently wooed at some mansion-hotel in the mountains of eastern Europe by a guy who looked like Alfred Molina, only younger. He wasn't obnoxious, just....relentless. o.O And everywhere I went.

I think I need to sleep in this weekend. A lot.


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