The Afghan Whigs

Ok...so I had a dream about how much I hate the Afghan Whigs.

...or maybe that was reality? For some reason I cannot get myself to enjoy their music.

The Snowy White Jeep

I'm just going to put down some general themes that were present in my dream (on Sunday night)

• my family
• a white Jeep Grand Cherokee
• snow. lots of snow
• periodically losing control of said Jeep
• sheets of snow falling on top of me even though I was inside the vehicle
• this all led to my little brother's [high school] graduation (which has already happened)

once again...crazy.

Death by Sand and Weird Watches

I took a random nap today and had a series of extremely effed up dreams....

I don't remember much of this part of the dream, but I was in Massachusetts somewhere by the sea, a few members of my work (who live by the sea) showed up in the beginning of this dream, but they were replaced by a bunch of people from home / school after a little bit. I remember hanging out in back of the house we were at with my little brother, and my mom was there, too. I was with some girl that I had no idea who she was but it seemed like we were really close friends. There were a bunch of people from school hanging out back there as well. The house basically had a giant beach in the back yard.

So everyone was just chilling out in the sand and suddenly the sky turned almost black. For some reason, the girl I was with and I started running towards the house as if we knew something insane was about to happen. As we were running this HUGE gust of wind started blowing all of this sand everywhere. I got hit with a very large amount of sand and it was all in my mouth while the wind was still blowing ridiculously. The girl and I got low and held onto each other to prevent ourselves from blowing away. We were probably about 5 feet from the steps to the house. I looked back and saw my little brother blowing away in the mess....but he got ahold of something to stay put. I saw other people getting swept away by the insane wind. I was yelling for my mom and when the wind stopped my brother and mom were okay. Everyone was freaked out and the girl and I went into the house. I didn't think it would be safe in the house if a wind like that came again, but she insisted that if we just open a few windows, the wind would move right through the place. So people started opening windows and taking glass out of the doors. The wind never came again.

I'm not sure if this is a separate dream or not, but it's completely different, but it took place somewhere that looked like what I previously wrote about. This one was pretty scary, and I don't really remember much but then end.

The same girl that I don't know was in this dream. She was hanging out with Doug, but then she left and Doug called me. He said he needed me to do something for him. Now, I'm not sure if I had a dream like this before or if I just was telling myself this in the dream, because I could feel that this happened before. But, he asked me if I would come with him to this place outside the mall. It had all these little cart vendors. I knew what he wanted me to do; he wanted me to distract some of the cart vendors (by buying a Moxie) while he robbed one of the other carts because he needed money. So he said, "Go over there and get me a Moxie" and I did, knowing well what he was going to do, but not hinting to him that I knew at all. I bought the moxie, but I didn't hear a commotion, so I thought he got away with it. I never found him later.

Next scene is me in some random house and this kid from my work was there. My twin was also in the house. (for some reason I feel like I have had a similar dream to this before). Anyway, all this really crazy shit was happening to me; weird ghosts and crap were attacking me and I knew it was because of my watch. I was freaking out and running around the house and I saw the kid from my work and asked him if he had a watch, any other watch and he gave me this awesome old school cap'n crunch vinyl watch. As soon as I put it on, the attacking and weirdness got worse. I tried so hard to fight it off. I tried to sleep to see if that helped, but it didn't. I threw the watch off (it was REALLY difficult to get off) and the crazy things were still there. I tried to get Dwight to help but he had no idea what I was talking about. At this point I'm totally freaked out and trying desperately to get these things out of my head. Then, however, I realized I was dreaming (in my dream) so I started yelling out "THIS IS JUST A DREAM, THIS IS JUST A DREAM" in which a light flashed and I started to see my other comforter (the one with glow in the dark stars) starting to become visible, but then the crazy things appeared again so I yelled "THIS IS JUST A DREAM IT'S JUST A DREAM" and the light came again, the stars on my comforter were glowing and I saw my mom and my brother sitting across from me. I was still saying "this is just a dream...this is just a dream..." softly and they were like "are you okay? you were making really insane noises". At this point I woke up for real.

Weird.

Terrorists?

first dream of the night...I woke up at 12 midnight with this one:

I was reading in a park by my house but it specifically wasn't Ringer Park. As i was reading, I saw this HUGE plane flying dangerously low. I thought it was going to hit me, but It ended up just nicking a house right next to mine. It seemed to not crash after that. Weird.

So after that I got freaked out and decided to go back home. At this point there were cops all over the place and people running and screaming about "terrorists" and "alerts" I had no idea what was going on so I started to run, too...but there was this vicious wind that was keeping me from running at full speed and really tiring me out. So as I was trying to make my way back to my house, I decided to call Doug to see what was going on. I could barely hear him over the wind and sirens and yelling and screaming. He asked me if I was going to go to work...I guess to be protected from the terrorists...but I didn't think it was necessary.

I was up in my room for a while then it was suddenly dark. I decided that this would be an excellent time to head down to the bike shop and buy some parts for my fixed gear bike project so I hopped on my old school Schwinn and grabbed my backpack. For some reason I stopped in front of the supermarket (Shaw's) and checked to make sure I had my lock. I found it, but I also had a hotdog suit and someone's guitar and an amp (I DON'T KNOW ... THIS IS GETTING VERY STRANGE). So I was like "shit" I have to take some of this crap back to my house or I'm not going anywhere. Meanwhile there are probably terrorists all over. Who knows. I just wanted bike parts.

So as I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to get all this extra crap that magically popped out of my backpack back to my house, my mom shows up with a pile of suitcases. So I'm like wtf...nice timing mom...I have all this stuff to take back to my house. So I tried to find a place to lock my bike but I couldn't find one. Then one of Doug's roommates, Joshua, shows up. I started talking to him and I inadvertently found out that I had his bass (that was the guitar) and amp. I was sitting by the pile of stuff that seemed to keep growing and talking to him. I was asking him about the terrorists and he started looking really shady. He was shaking and underneath his eyes started to look bruised. I was convinced he was on drugs or something. He walked sheepishly away and I decided to grab some of the things that had accumulated on the sidewalk and take them back to my house before someone else decided to take them.

So, I took all the extra stuff (hotdog suit, guitar, amp) back to my house, and left my bike unlocked near shaws. After dropping the stuff off, I started SPRINTING back to shaws to make sure my bike would still be there. I heard the news blaring from a car and it said something about people needing to wear yellow reflective cuffs on their ankles and those flashy things people who ride bikes at night wear. I didn't have any. This shady guy (who looked like some weird guy I see at work sometimes) was like "no reflectors. no reflectors. Where are you going so fast?" and I was like WTF and kept running. I got to this moat / pond / wall with peat moss that I have seen in a previous dream and tried to start climbing up the wall with peat moss. I could barely make it up and I was destroying it. I felt bad about it. I think I woke up at this point...