I'm cleaning off my computer desktop and found dream.txt, created on June 8 2008, saying the following ( Read more... )

Ugh. You know what's not fun? Sleeping while sick, and thus your breathing is somewhat limited, and having a nightmare. Especially when the recurring theme of my nightmares is "needing to scream to alert people, but being unable to make sound." So here I was, trying to scream, but not only could I not make noise, I couldn't freakin' breathe to ( Read more... )

Odd day. I overslept Harvard-work completely and spent the next several hours in a haze of odd dreaming and resetting the alarm until I noticed it was only a few minutes until I had to wake up for TTC-work and finally fully awoke ( Read more... )

I was in a large charter bus, like a Greyhound but nicer, coming back from some event. bronzite (I think - see last paragraph) was driving the bus, I was seated in the very back against the back wall, and there was one other person - female, small build, from our peer group, but not actually a real life person that I remember - seated somewhere in the ( Read more... )

That's weird. I had a romantic dream about waylonflinn.

Huh.

Dear Subconscious,

londo does not have cancer. And even if he did, that wouldn't require us to sneak out of the top-secret military facility we don't live in, with my escape being hindered halfway through such that I have to endure all sorts of questioning as to where he is, while pretending that I don't know and am not attempting to join him.

Silly

I had a good dream followed by a HORRIBLE dream! I'll recount the horrible one first... that's how it should've been, if I had to have a horrible dream, it should've been followed by a good dream ( Read more... )

( After a conversation last night with Jim about weird dreams, I go to bed and have one. )

Well, due to some kind of problem yesterday, all the responses to people's comments that showed up in my email didn't show up. Well, I still have the emails in my mailbox so I guess I can fix that ( Read more... )

I'm in a bad mood. My leg hurts, and I'm cold even though I didn't even bother with summer clothes today and am wearing khaki pants and a ribbed long-sleeved blue shirt. I still don't have Pokemon. I can't figure out any more of the brain teasers. Jason has been busy all morning and we're only getting to talk sporadically ( Read more... )