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Dreams of some fairly sensual moments, rudely interrupted by dreams of someone bursting into the room shouting, "You're nothing but a whore that's fucking my dad!"



>.o





GAH!

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xxEmaeraldxx
13:09 Nov 29 2011

Again? hmmm.. this is really haunting you.

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BLOODLIFE
20:22 Nov 29 2011

...and you deem that as being 'rudely interrupted'! *sigh*

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Requiem
20:36 Nov 29 2011

Yeah, being called a whore, I would consider that a rude interruption.

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Sleep happens not.



Well, it did. But it was rudely interrupted by chanting dwarves in leather hoods and robes, hooded from light and life, and chanting of the dark, and stone, and deep places. It's been a long time since I've read THUD! ... why is the Seeking Dark haunting me?

How did I sleep last night?





Dreams of, "You're nothing but a whore who's fucking my dad."





Yeah. That's how I slept.

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Oceanne
13:34 Nov 23 2011

:/ Damn,and I was going to ask you how your day went.

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Lullaby
14:53 Nov 23 2011

*hug*



I do love fuck-me-fire-truck-red pumps though...

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I don't remember my dreams last night, other than there were these crayfish the size of VW busses.



::shudder::

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PhoenicianDream
12:38 Nov 15 2011

Mmmm etouffee!

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Very disjointed uncomfortable dreams.



Bright spot in them: Morri was playing this gorgeous Bosendorfer grand piano at her house on the desert, but Pai morphed into this large Irish Setter lady doggie.



The rest of the dreams? Weird, rambling, uncomfortable, disjointed and disconcerting. I am not rested. :(

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meeper
22:41 Nov 23 2011

You have some very very trippy dreams...

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Well, courtesy of Khayman, last night I dreamed that Andy Rooney, along with myriad others, did a lounge act for military groups (including alien military).



So - marine Ball - maybe so.





Zombies - Maybe so (Andy Rooney IS dead).







However, I saw no tacos.

So. Khayman wished me odd dreams. I'll report in the morning, assuming I actually sleep.



Her commentary:



"I'll not hold my breath. But in case you do ... Zombies. Marine Corps. Ball. Tacos."





Rock. On.





What did I wish her way?



Box Fan. Elliptical. Morgan Freeman.

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Khayman
01:05 Nov 08 2011

Marine Corps Ball. As in the Marines are in Blues and their dates are in evening gowns or black ties.



Not A ball. LMAO!

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Khayman
01:06 Nov 08 2011

I can only imagine what I'm going to dream...

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My dreams last night involved a whole lot of fixing toilets.



I don't know if I got them fixed, because my alarm went off right as I was about to turn on the water.

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imagesinwords
12:51 Nov 03 2011

And I dreamt of being murdered. yay!

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captainglobehead
13:10 Nov 03 2011

It's 6 AM and you don't know if you got the toilets fixed or not? How long do you think I can hold it? When will you know!?!

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Ready? Ready?





I dreamed a ton of us from work were staying in a hotel, and that DF and his wife C had to sneak out to a DIFFERENT hotel to have sex - because husbands and wives boffing each other was frowned upon - but complete strangers making the humpbacked monster was cool. Especially if in public. (?)



At the FIRST hotel, I was sharing a room with a friend (female) and offered to put her up at a different hotel, because I picked up some strange man and thought we might get loud. "No, the sounds are soothing," she said.



O.O



Those who had gone to a different hotel in secret were being brought back to the first hotel in a shaming police raid, blocking their faces from the news cameras.





AND I kept going to the shower and showering. AD kept interrupting my shower with off the wall questions. I never ended up screwing the stranger. RM from work kept washing fresh caught catfish and shrimp in the dumpster. I cooked baby back ribs, new potatoes and fresh green beans for dinner for our freaky hosts (who, by the way, refused on moral grounds to serve coffee to anyone in the county).



Like I said: There's a whole lotta weird up in here.