Wednesday, February 25, 2009

February 24th, 2009

I am afraid this newest entry won't be as detailed or strange as the others have been. But hey, at least it is an update. For a few days I either had such bizarre dreams that I couldn't even begin to write about them or my sleep was so disrupted that I couldn't remember them at all if I had any.

Anyway, to the point at hand...

Last night I had a dream that was work-related.

I remember being in a classroom-like setting with "co-workers." I put that in quotes because my ex-boyfriend from Middle School was sitting in front of me! I haven't seen or heard from him since 8th grade (thankfully.) Anyway, the other people in the classroom I didn't really see, other than the "teacher" who was my supervisor.

I was trying to prove that I knew my job and that I was doing it correctly. I was spouting off this number that means something to my job but I am not going to bore you with all of that. Anyway, my supervisor kept insisting I was getting it wrong, and I kept insisting I was right, my ex-boyfriend looking back at me laughing. Then to my horror I realized I WAS wrong, I had inverted 2 of the numbers! I admitted my mistake, and was so terribly embarrassed. The "class" was laughing at me and I woke up.

I know, not quite as interesting as the others I have posted but oh well, I dream what I dream, ha ha.

Saturday, February 21, 2009


Well, I had plenty of dreams that I could write about, but I am not going to do that. You might be wondering why and there are a few a reasons. One being that the TV made a difference in what I dreamed, another being the dreams were so bizarre and I know it isn't my subconscious telling me things or of it is, it is telling me that I am on crack, ha ha. But seriously, I slept too much, had the TV on, had crazy dreams, and now have a massive headache. So yeah, no updates today.

Friday, February 20, 2009

2/20/2009 Dreams

Not sure exactly how many dreams this actually was...2? 3? Also, I am not positive of the any rate, here goes...

In one, I was in front of the TV, watching something about paint being used on people’s skin that glows, I looked down and my legs mid-calves down were “painted” it was really pretty colors and such and glowed. I thought that I didn’t want it anymore, or maybe just wanted different colors so I peeled off the “paint”. While doing so, I noticed skin that looked loose…..kind of like a claw mark that was needing to be peeled. (In the shape on an actual nail.) I peeled one, finding a toenail underneath. There were 5 more found on that leg as well. I went to get my Mom. She was angry about my peeling off the “paint” telling me that decisions are permanent. (Not sure if she thought it was a tattoo or not.) I showed her the toes that were appearing on my calf after peeling the skin…

I was laying in bed…sensing that something big was happening. I could hear many people outside my room. I heard the door open. People came in (some of my Ohio relatives, an old priest, my Mom, etc.) I said, “What happened? I know it has to do with Grandma so what happened?” Apparently I had known that my Grandma (this is not the Grandma I am close to in real life) had disappeared. She had gone to Florida and disappeared. No one knew if she was ok or had been hurt, killed, or sold into slavery. She is an 82 year old woman who recently lost her husband. Anyway, they told me they didn’t want me to worry until they had some answers. They said that she was back, she wasn’t responding to them. It was like she was “turned off.” They wanted to see if I could get her back to herself. The house I was in was a modification of my grandma’s…her old house. Things were similar but also more modern. Anyway, I went into the living room and say her sitting on the couch. She recognized me right away and was happy to see me. She started talking to me. I asked where she had gone. She started telling me about what happened when she ran away to Florida. Apparently she used the name Leslie while there. In the dream we shared a close bond. I had known she would be back and would be ok. (Sister and Dad weren’t there.)

Either another dream or a connection to one of the others. In a bar. Eating dinner/drinking with large amount of family…only people I recognize was my parents for sure. There was some clear alcohol and some raspberry flavored alcohol. I wanted the raspberry but it was empty (kind of a tap-like thing.) Instead I decided to sip from some of my parents’ clear drink even though I knew I wouldn’t like it…

Backtracking with Dreams (Dreams from 2/16/2009)

I know, strange dreams seem a bit normal for me, ha ha.


Dream 1
Last night/this morning I dreamed about an Uncle who had killed people in the past. It was so bizarre because it was apparently racial/ethnic related. Apparently he killed 3 people (2 were young children...babies? twins? I can't remember for sure.)

Anyway, I stumbled across this information in the dream as his murder weapon (an old gun...not a gun person so I am not much help a pieces...needed to be put together...brown?) showed up and needed to be taken care of. It was being given to a woman closely tied in with him. People were still afraid of him in the dream yet it had become a family secret. The family (I don't know who some of them were) seemed to be acting like nothing was wrong yet at the same time knew that there could be an issue if the Uncle had found the gun.

As I was diving into the History of what happened with the murders (I don't remember too much but I know Russia was mentioned, as in he was involved with them in committing the murders) I noticed that he seemed to be acting strangely...cold...distant. He left the house (by the way, this is my parents' house again) and I discovered that his gun had been left out. I took it to the blonde woman who was tied in with him. It had looked like it had been messed with since the last time I had seen it and I wondered if he had found it and was triggered by it.

Unfortunately that is all I remember...

I know...weird, insane...

I realize this might just be one that doesn't mean anything.

Dream 2
This dream was during a nap. It was very elaborate and LONG. Whenever I woke up from it, and fell back asleep I would be right there again. Some of the details might be fuzzy since I am just writing about this one for the first time today.

There was some elaborate plot afoot to assassinate someone. In the dream I was some girl, long hair, light brown/blondish. At any rate, me and a few other kids had stumbled on this plot to assassinate someone of great importance. The problem was, people knew we knew. I remember being in a building and having people (adults, officers, maybe agents) trying to protect us. We were trying to stop further murders from happening. At one point we seemed to be trapped in a building...there wasn't a way for me to leave, but the people who were there to protect us/me were also there. They were on the first floor. One was supposed to be obvious, the other undercover. I was in an elevator for most of, one guy somehow got to me, I remember him attacking me, and me stabbing him in the eye with a pencil. I remember having a hard time being able to do that.

At one point former President Bill Clinton was there. He looked younger...not sure when this was all supposed to be taking place...the 70s??

The agent undercover was talking with him...apparently Clinton was part of the assissination plot, or at least knew details others didn't.

Later it was time for me to leave in otder to gain further information. I was following some high society woman. She had an agenda for sure. She had information from who her husband was but was more in charge of the plot than he was. She was trying to get away with things and felt that nothing could hurt her. Outside of the building, she knew I was following her. A threat was made by her and she felt untouchable. The details aren't there (can't remember) but she ended up seeing someone she cared a great deal about being shot. (Another high society woman.)

The dream jumps to me trying to make my way to her place early in the morning. I am following but no one sees. I end up making it to her place and am hiding in a closet. Her husband is telling her that maybe she has gone too far and should just stop with her plan. She refuses.

That is all I remember....

I know, *sigh* Insanity...ha ha.

Backtracking With Dreams (Old Dream from 2/10/2009)

I just thought I would post some dreams I had last night. They are very random and bizarre just to forewarn you! There were 3, and this is as much as I could remember.

Dream 1
I was in my parents’ house and both my Mom and My Dad were there. They were talking about something when I started hearing a creaking noise. I looked at the ceiling to see a huge split appearing and getting longer and longer. All of a sudden, the ceiling collapsed. I was worried about my cat (who was a kitten in this) getting hurt and I wanted to find her but my Mom insisted she was fine and probably in a safe spot. I remember having Phoebe again at some point and looking at the fallen ceiling from the attic.

Dream 2
My Mom and I were at some kind of theater to watch a special show. At some point the theater ended up changing to a room with me and my Mom and other people as well. We were watching a video of something. Then it was time for people to go and I remember leaving and walking down the hall of the place, which was now a hospital. I saw a guy who I was afraid of and knew would hurt us and I ran back to the room, grabbed my Mom (who was no longer my Mom…I have no idea who this woman was) and tried to hide so that the man couldn’t find us. I had my back to the closed door (and I was male at this point?) and hands reached through the door and went through me…grabbing a child that was inside.

Dream 3
At my parents’ house again. This is kind of a reoccurring thing, although this time it picked up from the last time I dreamed it. (And no, unfortunately I don’t remember the dream, it just feels like I have had it…which may or may not be the case at all.) Anyway, I come in the door with my Mom, my Dad is standing in the kitchen and my Mom tells him that the gold is real, and that I am sure there is more. I start heading to their bedroom and find this secret storage place under their carpet (their bedroom looks like it did before they remodeled it a few years ago…not sure if that is important.) The storage area is all wood and there is a case where the first collection of gold coins came from. I look for something underneath it and I don’t see anything but I KNOW there are silver coins as well. I look further in and I see something to the side, a little chest. I open it to see various papers on me, and what looks like a black bracelet of sorts. My Mom says, “No, no, your Dad and I have put thing in the side areas, but the bottom is where things were already.” So then it comes to me that I should be looking for a toad. So I look around for a toad and I see a wind-up toad under their dresser and grab it. I shake the toad and I hear the coins inside. I use a screw driver to open the head of the toy, but it is empty…I still hear the coins though. My Mom and I realize that the coins are in the feet of the toy and we then open that part and find 3 or 4 silver coins (although they are not really round.) It skips to a little later and My Mom and I are being interviewed. The interviewer is surprised to learn that we are not the only family that have lived in the house, that there were 3 families before us.

That is all I remember…

I know, I am kind of odd, ha ha.

A New Blog Emerges

Ok...I have several dreams and they are always insanely bizarre. So, I decided it was time that I devoted a new blog only to my dreams. So welcome! You should be forewarned though, my dreams are just nutty at times. They don't always mean anything, they don't always make sense, and they aren't always pleasant. I am going to try to keep the downright scary as hell ones to myself, but who knows, I might be posting them as well.

For the time being, I hope you enjoy your time under the sheets with me. ;)