P.S. Weird slash and asterisk thing is a hammer and sickle


Well...um...a few days worth of dreams here. I can't remember the dates exactly.



1st.---------

A big schoolyard like place with lots of people screaming and running around. I walk around this corner and there is my old elementary school, except it's all like...re-furbished and stuff. New steps and junk. There's this lady greeting me at the door, holding it open. I walk down, and all of a sudden the place becomes like a country house-esque room. I enter a room and inside is my old piano teacher, and a piano. I try to play it, but I feel the keys (they're all loose) and look inside of the piano. I see that there are no strings or cords or whatever...(damn...I thought after the dream that my mind should have come up with some bogus explanation, but that just proves how logical I have to be ) I kind of except that, but I still ponder, until this like spaceship thing comes out of nowhere, crashing through all the floors. Then in front of me is Scott Bakula as Captain Jonathan Archer (WTF? No more Enterprise before I go to sleep...) and he's all like "we have to stop the Xindi superweapon...blah blah blah..." and then I wake up. Total crap I say.

2nd.---------

Okay. There's this train thing, and that's all I see. Really. Then that vanishes and I see my Xbox, but I turn around for a second to get Salami or something. When I turn back it's like in a million pieces. So I'm like "Holy Crap! WTF? Who the hell did this crap!?" I'm really mad. REALLY. No I mean ready to break some heads out of frustration and anger. That thing was 200+ tax and a game. It took me 6 months to get that cash. And all of the saves on it...but I digress. So I scavange the place for the hard-drive and I pick it up (F**k you dream sign... *sigh* I should of freakin' realized I was dreaming by now, I mean look at all the technology crap) But I give up for some reason. Now back to the Salami. Me and these three guys are like hanging out on a bench like thing that swings back and forth (don't read too deep into it), and I'm tossing the Salami into a plastic wrap thing. Really. I don't take drugs or anything, but I'd swear I do if I were someone else. I mean, from an Xbox to Salami?

3rd.---------

So I'm at my old school again (maybe this is a dreamsign) and I'm helping one of my old teachers carry boxes to his car, and his brothers and stuff help too (I can't really remember the exact order of the events). But it's all weird, like, they all look like him except for different facial hair and scars and crap. So after I'm walking with the box, I put it down and someone yells "Oh...um...oh my god, that guy is like, a total nazi. oh my god. yeah. help." So I'm like "WTF? I'm not even like a facist, even. I'm a friggin' communist for crying out loud! Learn the freakin' difference ***holes!" So these people chase me throughout the school, until my mind gets distracted and all of a sudden, this girl is like "Oh kiss me." But I'm still like "WTF? I'm a communist damnit! A COMMUNIST!" But then I'm like "Hey..." So there's the kiss, and then I wake up. that could of been better, yah know? Like sex or something. pfftt. Stupid distracted mind.

4th--------

Okay, here I am in this car with my friend, and his parents are driving us to a best buy-esque place with all fancy lights, and mirrors, and LCD screens. We get there and my friend is all like "Hey, why don't you watch my brother" or something. So I'm like "well okay." I head up the stairs, and then there's all these 50 freakin' inch plasma and projection screens with dolby 7:1 setups, complete with progressive scan dvd players and the fancy room setup with props that you see in the stores. (I really slapped myself in the face after the dream. TECHNOLOGY STUFF YOU IDIOT! realize you're dreaming for crying out loud!) I find this remote with like seventy different buttons on the front and back. I don't even know what this flashy piece of junk does, but somehow I explain it to my aunt (how the hell she got there is another mystery...) So *flash* I'm at this other store filled with really hot japanese women On one of the shevles I see these anime dvd things labled "volume 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, etc." (probably stemmed from a joke my friend and I had about a company labled "Sweaty Man-Porn Inc." which sells a very 'popular' series of volumes about man-porn. Two Words: Don't. Ask), however I must have mistaked them for another anime series I like, so I really wanted them (don't ask). But then I get distracted again by the gamecube, which I really wanted but didn't have the hundred bucks plus tax to shell out for (f*ck you capitalism). But I digress. Well that's it. I probably didn't need to put, "but I digress" since I'm done but, oh well.

5th--------

This was pretty short. I was trying to get a job at this place, most likely TechTv since in the dream this puppet thing was hosting the show "The ScreenSavers" with Kevin, answering questions. He was explaining to some ignorant hillybilly with a computer how to run Linux properly. Jesus Christ. A puppet knowning more than that guy? Okay...well then I'm eating some nachoes with one of my family members, think it was my aunt. And then, all of a sudden I'm like "?" and then the roof collapses. Yeah.

The second dream a night before this, I was walking all over town with my dad, and there's this crazy bastard following us, saying "you got any 'stuff' *short chuckle* haha. this stuff has some great lsd's in it! hahaha! come on buddy..." But we keep walking away. Quickly. Funny thing is, I didn't even know what an lsd was until I looked it up. This is comming from a kid that can analyze political systems and memorize scientific formulas. *in William Shatner voice* Note. To. Se-lfffa: Work on your. common. senseeeee.....sa!