Kevin's Watch

Auleliel wrote:I have a recurring dream of being held hostage because of my "special powers". Then I try to escape and fly away, but they always catch me.
("They" is always different.)

Hmm. . . got something hanging over your head? Something holding you back?

Dreamt I was Alex from A Clockwork Orange, which in and of itself probably isn't a good thing... I was hanging onto these bars that must have been at least 100 feet above the ground, and some guy was trying to help me by pulling me up onto a padded platform, or something. But he was completely incompetent and kept losing his grip or missing my hand. It felt like it went on forever. I never fell, but I never got onto the platform, either -- just woke up.

Strangest dream in recent history:
My baby came out capable of making complete sentences. If you ever watch "Family Guy," you'll know what I mean when I tell you he was just like Stewie. *grin*

(Did I mention I'm pregnant?)

Wyldewode wrote:

Auleliel wrote:I have a recurring dream of being held hostage because of my "special powers". Then I try to escape and fly away, but they always catch me.
("They" is always different.)

Hmm. . . got something hanging over your head? Something holding you back?

Just my lack of self-confidence...

Iryssa wrote:Strangest dream in recent history:
My baby came out capable of making complete sentences. If you ever watch "Family Guy," you'll know what I mean when I tell you he was just like Stewie. *grin*

(Did I mention I'm pregnant?)

Well, if the baby comes out with an English accent (and you don't have one) then you should be afraid. Family Guy is my guilty pleasure, and Stewie is my favorite!

It's weird (but great). I seem to dream, at least once a week, that I am a U-Boat captain. Sometimes my ship is under depth-charge attack. I really love these dreams, because I love u-boats and submarines in general.

Recently I kept forgetting to take off my nicotine patch and would have the most vivid and BRILLIANT dreams...Hugh Laurie...hubba bubba...but then there was one about Eddie Murphy (which was disturbing since I never think about him...and he does absolutely nothing for me!).

...but there was this terrible recurring theme in all of them which has to do with love and abandonment. "HUGH OH WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME!!!" I now try to remember to take the patch off!

No dreams about U-Boats recently but...um...never mind!

At work, we recently had a seminar where the instructor discussed dreams. He said you can look at dreams as a subconscious to do list. I just dreamed of laying out a plate of crackers and peanut butter, both of which I forgot to get at the store last night and need to pick up.

At least I'm not dreaming about U Boats and Eddie Murphy.

Damelon wrote: He said you can look at dreams as a subconscious to do list.

Yes, Hugh Laurie is on my subconscious "to do" list! That's for sure!!!!!

Loremaster wrote:because I love u-boats and submarines in general.

I never would have guessed

Prebe wrote:

Loremaster wrote:because I love u-boats and submarines in general.

I never would have guessed

Shutup you arrogant commie bastard.

So, last night I dreamt that me, SoS and my partner were at the beach...and watched the ocean suddenly going out and out fast. My partner yells "higher ground" and we're running and running. And then this massive wave comes. Me and my partner are holding onto something...I don't remember what. We've got hold of SoS. Then there's water streaming past us, fast...too fast. I can't hold onto SoS anymore, and I'm screaming at my partner to hold him, but SoS swept away. I see his head for a second or two and then he's gone.

Then I'm somewhere by myself...I don't know where. Paddocks with gum trees all broken like matchsticks, the ground looks like it's been ploughed, and I'm trying to find SoS. I come to this place where there are all these cars piled up with corpses hanging out of them, and then I see this black plastic on the ground. There's this one piece, and I know SoS is under it, but they tell me I can't go near it, can't look to see if it is him.


...and if anyone wants to explain to me while I'm dreaming sh*t like that, feel free!

Last night I dreamed that I was looking at an apartment and suddenly Moose jumped out of the car window and ran in front of a car and got hit and then I realized it was Heatherly's car and she was like, "oh I'll take you to the emergency room but I need to stop at my apartment and pick something up and then drop it off at my work first" All the while Moose was bleeding and his eyes were rolling into the back of his head and all I could do was cry and say "Are you blind, we need to go NOW" and so she said fine and drove to her place anyway and I was livid and she got back in the car and I was yelling that he was dying and she's like, "Calm down, it's not that bad." and then drove us to her work and when we finally left on the way to the hospital we got stuck in construction traffic and Moose died in my arms and I told her I hated her forever.

...must have been the night for it...

...or are you just taking the piss? Kinda hard to know with you sometimes.

Sea, I woke up crying and sweating. I am not making fun of you. It was a horrible dream. He was bleeding internally at the back of his head and I watched the bloodpocket fill as she delayed and delayed. He convulsed in my arms. I am now crying at my desk writing about it. It was horrific.

I dreamt about MM last night!!! I knew it was him, coz we all now know what he looks like. Was definitely him!

Clearly I'm suffering from MM withdrawal! Return to us oh MM!!!

I dreamt about my ex-roommate's ex-girlfriend, whom I'm going to go visit ere the year ends.

There I was, standing on the back patio "somewhere", arguing with some Scottish guy, who was BIGGER than me by a long shot. I felt it important to relay to him that I had no fear of him, and "didn't appreciate him fuckin with me", and somehow Prebe came walking up the steps behind me with (what else ) a large metal serving tray full of different kinds of drinks (peace offerings?). well, I was very animated in my discussion with the Scottish guy, and in being so my arm knocked the tray right out of Prebe's hand, all over the ground. Scottish guy continued to try to intimidate me, and I continued to make it clear that if it was a go he wanted, I would certainly give him one, whether he was 8 ft tall or not! right then it flashed to me sitting in a classroom, right behind HLT! He turned around, and said, very snidely, "why don't you just shut the fuck up Esmer?" The next thing I know his head is between my legs with his feet in the air as I am proceeding to piledrive him into the floor.....then I woke up.

heh, sorry HLT, nothin personal, I hope wherever you are you're ok......and Prebe, we need more drinks!

This is the first time I *ever* had a dream about a Watcher....

I am at danlo's house, in his backyard (except it doesn't look like his house and it doesn't look like his backyard, but never mind that). There was some sort of festival going on about a block away, and he had mentioned that there were likely to be kids cutting through his yard to get there and it didn't seem like he was crazy about the idea. So this little kid comes walking through the yard and gets on the swing, and I start cajoling the kid to get off the swing, but nothing doing -- the kid just giggles and keeps on swinging. Then another kid gets on the next swing. I turn around and there is a veritable *flood* of kids walking through the yard. It occurs to me that maybe danlo doesn't care if the kids use his swingset, so I turn to somebody next to me and ask if they know; nope. Well, would you go in the house and ask him? No, I have to stay out here and (insert feeble excuse). So I say, fine, you say here -- *I'll* go in and ask him. And I think I went in and couldn't find him, and then I woke up.

So, danlo, do you care if the neighborhood kids play on your nonexistent swing set?