Bennerman's Dream Journal

Thoughts: The same depressing thoughts that I usually see. This time, however, I switched my thoughts over to the forum (reading posts in my head, etc.), and my dreams seemed a little more vivid.

Feelings: I felt sick, first and foremost, this flu'll be the death of me. Again, I felt a little depressed thinking about things that are better left in the past, but when I started focusing on the forum, it seemed to improve a little.


First Dream: Third person view of a fictional episode of "My Name is Earl", wherein he tries to get a homeless orphan a job. The main hobby at the orphanage was salvaging old cars, for some reason.

The first dream bled into the second.

Second Dream: I was myself, not an orphan, but I recall that Earl had gotten me the job and not the orphan. I was at my home, and we were having a party, where I had a shot of Chianti for some reason. My parents were pissed, so they started listing off stuff that I had done wrong (a lot of stuff from real life that really hit home, but those are things I don't want to share.). Anyways, I went to work at a hospital/law firm (they somehow sorta fused together somewhere in the dream). Barnie from "How I Met Your Mother" was my supervisor, so he invited me into his office and we got wasted (on Grand Marnier, of course ). I broke his glasses, and promised to pay for them with my first paycheque. A little later, we were watching watching TV, and How I Met Your Mother came on... while Barney was right next to me. We changed it to Americas Funniest Home Videos, where a dog that was on the damn TV bit me. I woke up shortly after.

I know I am supposed to think positive, but I have the sneaking suspicion that, based on the shit that is dripping out of my nose and hacking out of my lungs, tonight is a lost cause for LDing