Last night...
kharbear's birthday is tomorrow! I know he isn't about much on LJ any more, but happy birthday anyway Khar!
Anyway. I had two strange dreams last night.
In one I had gone back to middle school. I had a bag that was so heavy I fell over in front of a little blonde girl and then tried to make a joke out of my falling. I got back up again, went over to the front of the school, sat down on the grass, and discovered the bag was full of fruit. I offered some people apples and grapes, but they wanted bananas. I thought I didn't have any, but it turned out they were just buried under everything else. I was also avoiding a maths lesson.
In the other I was running through a sewer. Someone raised the dead and I had to fight them off, and somehow I managed to defeat a skeleton (in a kilt?). Then someone's father was turned into a borg undead thing... I escaped to find that a little girl had been kidnapped by someone who worked with dogs. And was for some reason hanging around a huge house that wasn't his... In the garden, which had a fountain or a flowerbed in the middle of a big round gravel drive. I took the girl to a house not far away, and we sat drawing pictures while I called her mother. The names 'Sarah' and 'Thomas' ((Or possibly 'Sarah Thomas')) and a phone number 769??3 came up somewhere.
xx
Fefe
Anyway. I had two strange dreams last night.
In one I had gone back to middle school. I had a bag that was so heavy I fell over in front of a little blonde girl and then tried to make a joke out of my falling. I got back up again, went over to the front of the school, sat down on the grass, and discovered the bag was full of fruit. I offered some people apples and grapes, but they wanted bananas. I thought I didn't have any, but it turned out they were just buried under everything else. I was also avoiding a maths lesson.
In the other I was running through a sewer. Someone raised the dead and I had to fight them off, and somehow I managed to defeat a skeleton (in a kilt?). Then someone's father was turned into a borg undead thing... I escaped to find that a little girl had been kidnapped by someone who worked with dogs. And was for some reason hanging around a huge house that wasn't his... In the garden, which had a fountain or a flowerbed in the middle of a big round gravel drive. I took the girl to a house not far away, and we sat drawing pictures while I called her mother. The names 'Sarah' and 'Thomas' ((Or possibly 'Sarah Thomas')) and a phone number 769??3 came up somewhere.
xx
Fefe