NIGHTMARE!

Can't believe I had meat for breakfast after dreaming this:
I dreamed a boy called me and was talking about some type of erectile dysfunction. It was Jim's son. At first I thought it was him, but he said no it's his father. So I talked to Jim and suggested he have sex with me and another woman to arouse him, he said he needed something more but came along anyway. I went home to meet him and a storm had damaged the house we lived in, but when I went inside there was blood everywhere and Mother was no where to be found. I KNEW Jim had killed and eaten her. Some police came along I seemed to be out of their sight the whole time, there was blood everywhere. In one room was a box with dogs and puppies in it, with guts all over them I thought he had mutilated the dogs but it was her. Parts of her. I just kept going room to room, and there was blood on the floors, on the walls, it was macabre. I looked out at one point and so much of the house had been torn away by storm. The police were trying to figure out if the death was storm related, but they couldnt find very much of the body. Then blissfully I woke, fell back to sleep after going to the bathroom. Then dreamt this:
I was in school. A student of some type I guess. Jim and his son and some of his family (apparently all cannibals) had begun to kill people in the school. Again there was blood everywhere. I was in a bathroom and there was blood everywhere and some bodies, an old man came in he was covered in blood and babbling incoherently and carrying a knife. He saw me and would have killed me but I started cleaning the blood off one of the stalls and got away from him and started outside, I wanted to get to my car. My purse was in one of the classrooms though so I kept trying to find a back hall to the classroom to get it so he nor the police wouldnt see me, this time the police were implicating me in with them. I eventually got outside, my car was a red ( no surprise ) station wagon. I woke before I figured out how I was going to get home.

OMGs I Got Shot! :((

I dreamt I was staying in a boarding house on an upper floor. The room was so NICE in flowers and deep wood and it was sunny and airy. I was sleeping (in the dream) and waking wondering if I was still upstairs, I guess I was feeling disoriented. I rose and dressed and went out to the street and someone shot me, someone was screaming or shouting something about 'gay' and 'fags'. I could see from ground level people rushing to me, I could see their mouths move but couldn't hear them, I could see them handling me but couldn't feel them, then I woke up. :((

Not Very Exciting ...

First Dream:
Dreamt I was working in a huge department store on a stormy evening. I was new and there was a bread section where all the employees had congregated and were taking out of date products home. I got some sweets and went back to the store. I went into an auditorium like are there was a stage and on stage was Stephen King (American Novelist) and he had decided to give up writing to become a comedian. I passed on through and at some point cut my hair, it was matted and tangled, when I started cutting it, it was it's normal blonde color, but when I cut it and looked at the hair I'd cut it'd turned white - purple. I looked in the mirror and my hair was white - purple. It was uneven so I drove home, it was getting dark and the sky was twilight purple, and Mom fixed my hair. Then I woke up.

When I went to sleep I dreamed I was working in an office and was new so to make a good impression I cleaned the bathroom. There was a woman there from a past job I worked named Sharon, in the past job Sharon didn't like me but in the dream she was ok. Some large equiptment had come in and we'd unpacked and installed it and the boxes were lined up against the wall. I wanted to clean out the office and Sharon said not to move the boxes so I went to the boss and he said no don't move them we're going to put stuff in them. So I said ok and went on about my work, then woke up.

Bingo Goes Too

I dreamed I was going to sneak away from home and meet a date. But as I was driving off I realized our huge dog Bingo was in the car with me. I was going to go to a movie but with him in the car I couldn't. So I drove through a city and went to a concert hall where for some reason they let me in with him. There was a rock band playing that I think was supposed to be The Who but it didn't look like them. There were only a handful of people there and as long as Bingo behaved himself he was fine but in a few minutes he wanted to get up from the seat beside me so we had to go. I took him back to the car, it was bright daylight, and we drove back home. I put him back in the yard and Mother asked how the movie was and I told her because I had the dog I couldn't go but saw a concert and about that time I woke up. Later on I had another dream, my computer broke down and I took it to our computer guy and had to stand in line, but he comes out and sees me and since I really just had questions to ask him he let me go on into his office so I could write the information down. I woke up again and didn't dream anymore.

Orange Purse

At the point of remembrance in my dream I was on the phone talking to a woman who was pissed at me for something I did or didn't do at work. I think something I did but she was told I didn't do. I dont know if she was my boss or like, someone from an agency that got a complaint or something. The proof of my innocence lay in an orange and white tote bag, that I referred to as a purse so she thought I had an orange and white purse. I was folding clothes talking to her, the room was darkened, there was only one small lamp on in the room. I knew I was innocent and she was yelling and snapping at me and asked at one point 'do you even have an orange purse?!' at which time I knew I couldnt lay my hands on the tote bag but I did have an orange and white purse I could show her if she asked for it. Though I was on the phone with her I could picture her with shoulder length, wavy hair, blonde, in a suit and too much makeup, youngish, about 28. When I remembered the orange purse I felt more confident, and at that point, woke up. The pattern of the bag/purse was a pastel orange with white vines stenciled all over it, both tote and purse though the tote was canvas and the purse was vinyl.

Patent Office Dream

I dreamed I worked in a patent office. It was a small building with a few rooms and offices, in an undeveloped area that was grassy flatland. I worked with an old woman that reminded me of an old boss I had but this one wasn't nuts. It was a routine job, nothing sinister or exciting going on. At one time I was outside in the parking lot and found a cat, a long haired yellow cat. I was allowed to keep her in the office until time to go home. Then when time to go, there was a young woman from Germany in the office and she was giving me a ride home and there were many people in the car, it was my old car she'd bought it and fixed it up. My mother was in the back seat, and we were on a freeway in rush hour traffic. Being from Germany she didn't know how to drive in traffic and almost got us killed by speeding up to a line of cars stopped on the freeway. I kept saying 'let me drive, let me drive' up until she had to throw on the brakes to miss the car, I said again 'let me drive', and mother agreed and we came to a place where a lot of other cars were pulled over I said, 'just pull over here it's ok' and she did and we switched places. Then I woke up.

Guns N Roses and the Music Store

First dream - I dreamt of Guns n Roses. There was a lot of bubbub about them, they were in the newspapers and all over the radio because they'd reformed. Axl, Slash and Duff were there but there were two new ones. A magazine article pasted on a wall read "Guns N Roses - Not OUR Guns N Roses" indicating the basic fan base thought the new lineup to be inferior to the original one. I remember walking past the group in an outdoor setting, and suggesting to Axl he tan (?).

Then I dreamed I was driving seemingly directionless in an industrial area, or a seedy part of a city and ultimatly went into a book/music/instrument store. It was a gay book/music/instrument store. Mostly gay men hung out in there. It was the grand opening and a friend of mine was the owner. There was a room where he led me and a bunch of other men were in there, and I had come with a female friend. We sat in plush chairs and the room was red and gold fabric everywhere even on the walls. Someone lit a marijuana cigarette and started passing it around but using a long stick with clamps on the end made just for that purpose. You were handed the stick, took a hit or two off the cigarette, then passed it to the next one by handing them the stick. The owner showed us around, and most of the stuff was kind of expensive. There was a lovely piano he'd sold for 400.00 that was like a dark wood elaboratly trimmed in gold. We browsed books and looked at the different things for sale and he gushed and showed off his store. Then I woke up.