A Series Of Strange Dreams
Strange Dream No. One
Richard
I dreamed Richard came to see me at work. He came a long way just to see me, and when he got there I was thrilled and I sat and talked with him a few moments. Then he got up and started wandering around the house. Then he was running, skipping, messing around with his crew, anything but paying attention to me. I tried everything to get him to talk to me, then sat wondering why he'd come all this way just to ignore me. Woke very frustrated. That was Sunday night, I scolded him about it in chat Monday night.
Strange Dream No. Two
Black Gown
I dreamed I was walking from my house to the mailboxes. When I passed by the house on the corner the people said hello, and the woman told me I could check the mail in something a little more appropriate. Then I was running, everything was slow motion, it was night and I couldn't see the mailboxes. I passed them up then had to turn around to go back to them. Then I woke. Weird.
STUPID Dream No. 99
Marilyn Manson
Let me say up front and in allcaps I HATE MARILYN MANSON! But that's beside the point. I dreamed last night that I was talking to a woman who knew someone famous (didn't know who at the time) we were in a garage. She was a dark haired petite woman wearing yellow. She left and I was looking around the garage. There was a table and on the table, in plain sight was a plastic container, the kind you get at the store that holds cookies, pretzels, things like that. It was filled with every color of pill you could think of. I took it and left. Turns out the famous person this woman knew was Marilyn Manson and the pills were his. She ratted me out to him and he came after me. He was about to abduct me and use me in a satanic sacrifice but I remembered someone who dealt drugs. I called them and they gave me a new container of pills, some of them hallucinogens, which I called "halogens" in the dream. I offered the new container to Manson and he liked it and we became friends. The girl kept trying to get him to hurt me but he told her no, some of the pills I'd gotten were halogens and I was cool, then he asked me to get him some more. I called the connection and got more, and when I gave them to him I told him I didn't want to do that on a regular basis, that I had other things to do and I wouldn't be getting him any more drugs. Then I woke up. Someone shoot me?!
Richard
I dreamed Richard came to see me at work. He came a long way just to see me, and when he got there I was thrilled and I sat and talked with him a few moments. Then he got up and started wandering around the house. Then he was running, skipping, messing around with his crew, anything but paying attention to me. I tried everything to get him to talk to me, then sat wondering why he'd come all this way just to ignore me. Woke very frustrated. That was Sunday night, I scolded him about it in chat Monday night.
Strange Dream No. Two
Black Gown
I dreamed I was walking from my house to the mailboxes. When I passed by the house on the corner the people said hello, and the woman told me I could check the mail in something a little more appropriate. Then I was running, everything was slow motion, it was night and I couldn't see the mailboxes. I passed them up then had to turn around to go back to them. Then I woke. Weird.
STUPID Dream No. 99
Marilyn Manson
Let me say up front and in allcaps I HATE MARILYN MANSON! But that's beside the point. I dreamed last night that I was talking to a woman who knew someone famous (didn't know who at the time) we were in a garage. She was a dark haired petite woman wearing yellow. She left and I was looking around the garage. There was a table and on the table, in plain sight was a plastic container, the kind you get at the store that holds cookies, pretzels, things like that. It was filled with every color of pill you could think of. I took it and left. Turns out the famous person this woman knew was Marilyn Manson and the pills were his. She ratted me out to him and he came after me. He was about to abduct me and use me in a satanic sacrifice but I remembered someone who dealt drugs. I called them and they gave me a new container of pills, some of them hallucinogens, which I called "halogens" in the dream. I offered the new container to Manson and he liked it and we became friends. The girl kept trying to get him to hurt me but he told her no, some of the pills I'd gotten were halogens and I was cool, then he asked me to get him some more. I called the connection and got more, and when I gave them to him I told him I didn't want to do that on a regular basis, that I had other things to do and I wouldn't be getting him any more drugs. Then I woke up. Someone shoot me?!
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