Kevin's Watch

Wyldewode wrote:

Emotional Leper wrote:

Wyldewode wrote:Remind me never to wish peaceful dreams on you again. . . it obviously backfired!

It was actually amusing and cool. And it was the closest I'm likely to get to physical contact with a female for a long time. Ah, dreams.

I'm not sure if this is funny or sad. Where's Data's emotion chip when you need it?

What, you want to MAKE me feel bad?

No. . . I just don't know whether you're making a joke or not.

Wyldewode wrote:No. . . I just don't know whether you're making a joke or not.

This is true, I mean, I am Schrodinger's Comedian.

That's apt.

always home. in some form. but it's corrupted by something - just like the real world.

Last night I dreamed that I spent hours trying to get a drink in a Wetherspoons. Eventually I spoke to the manager, who apologised, gave me a free drink and sent one of the staff over to take my original order. But one of the other barmen was drunk and knocked over my free drink, and the person sent to take my order was waylaid by another customer en route. I was there for what seemed all day, trying to get a drink.

Frustration dream, I assume.

Covenant, do you still have that image I made about your mullet and Nottingham Hospital dream?

Have become an unwilling devotee of the foul Church of Insomnia lately (due to an ear infection). Anyway, when I do actually sleep, I've had some funny dreams. This morning, I dreamt someone was putting party balloons up. My brother and some girl were there. The girl was talking about balloons as propaganda, then I decided to make one which had loudspeakers on either side. No idea how it floated but, I then started speaking gibberish German through a microphone to demonstrate the possible applications of propaganda party balloons. And that was it, basically.

Had a really weird nightmare the other night. Especially weird, since I don't usually remember my dreams, if, in fact I have them. I've never seen the SAW movies, but from what I've been told, this was a lot like that, only my villain was some amazon looking woman with serious issues.

Loremaster wrote:Covenant, do you still have that image I made about your mullet and Nottingham Hospital dream?

I'm not sure. I hope so. I'll check my Photobucket.

CovenantJr wrote:Last night I dreamed that I spent hours trying to get a drink in a Wetherspoons. Eventually I spoke to the manager, who apologised, gave me a free drink and sent one of the staff over to take my original order. But one of the other barmen was drunk and knocked over my free drink, and the person sent to take my order was waylaid by another customer en route. I was there for what seemed all day, trying to get a drink.

Frustration dream, I assume.

I have "frustration" dreams as well...the other night I dreamt that there was an emergency and for some reason I kept dialing the wrong number when trying to get 911. It was odd and I woke up all freaked out, ran around the house checking all the kids...

Last night I had a dream about my old high school flooding, me being romantically involved with Burt Reynolds, and then my husband asking me if I was going to cut my hair.

I dreamed that I went to visit my best friend and her baby (my goddaughter). That part of the dream was normal. The abnormal part was that everywhere I went I carried around a man's severed arm. It wasn't bloody, and even seemed to be almost alive, but inert. I kept sitting it down, but then I'd remember it and run over and pick it up. It was very important that nothing happen to the arm. Weirdo dream. . .

I wonder if the zombie dreams can be long in coming.

Wyldewode wrote:I dreamed that I went to visit my best friend and her baby (my goddaughter). That part of the dream was normal. The abnormal part was that everywhere I went I carried around a man's severed arm. It wasn't bloody, and even seemed to be almost alive, but inert. I kept sitting it down, but then I'd remember it and run over and pick it up. It was very important that nothing happen to the arm. Weirdo dream. . .

I wonder if the zombie dreams can be long in coming.

You are not going to believe what I dreamt last night.

Obviously I won't. . . if you don't tell us!

I dreamt I was still married, and everything was going well; the kids were happy, we were happy, life was good. When I woke up I lied in bed, afraid to move, because when you first wake up sometimes you can't discern which life is the dream, and which is real. But then I got up, checked my wallet, was reassured by the fact that it wasn't completely empty, and silently thanked God for my return to freedom.

CovenantJr wrote:

Loremaster wrote:Covenant, do you still have that image I made about your mullet and Nottingham Hospital dream?

I'm not sure. I hope so. I'll check my Photobucket.

Seems not. Might be on the other computer. If it's not on there, it's gone.

Wyldewode wrote:Obviously I won't. . . if you don't tell us!

I'm still asserting that you would never believe me to begin with.

You tease . . . dropping a hint and then refusing to talk about it. If you look at the bottom of this post, there's a button called PM. . . you could always just write it in a PM to me.

Wyldewode wrote:You tease . . . dropping a hint and then refusing to talk about it. If you look at the bottom of this post, there's a button called PM. . . you could always just write it in a PM to me.

You assume that I actually intended to do something other than tease