lacerup808

Thanx 4 the welcome. Traveling to space is pretty much awesome!

Dream last night:

I'm with a group of people (Matt, Cousin Lindsey, Joe W., Zac, and some other randoms) There's a large event in this church basement (fish fry?) and we have to control the crowd we start open firing into the crowd. I have a machine gun. People come at my trying to reason with me, but I just shoot them. It reminded me of "The Crazies" because the military has to try and quarentine and the control the crowd there, but end up shooting them because they're "crazy"

I rum out of ammo and wonder how our small group is going to enforce the quaretine on the massive group without guns? I go upstairs and outside, and I start to realize what I've just done. I shot and killed people... innocent people. Is this how soldiers feel? Then I think "wait, I wouldn't do that! this is not normal. I must be drea..." in the parking lot trying to start my suzuki sidekick and can't get it going. Matt jumps in the car too and says "lets get out of here!" finally it starts and I peel out. Did I forget how to drive a stick? No matter, we make it to the water park, where my Aunt Nancy, Uncle Jeff, Cousin David and Cousin Lindsey are swimming. But I forgot my suit. Swimming in jean shorts is very chaffing.

I'm in the shower getting cleaned up. I'm trying to dry my hair. I probably should finish my shower first, because I still have to wash my face and that will just get my hair wet again. The blow dryer isn't working right and keeps coming unplugged so, I get out of the shower still dripping wet and plug it back in. I figure out the reason it's not working is that it's sucking instead of blowing. "That's not right... I think I'm dre..." I'm at work, where Joan's talking to me in the lunch room about getting pizza for lunch (ugh) but she's my boss -ish so I gotta do it. Lunch time comes and I totally forgot. I see her leaving and I grab my purse and coat and run after her "so imos, or cici's, or what" and she looks at me like I'm crazy, and then I realize she must have been on the phone with her husband and not asking me to lunch at all. So I go back inside and bitch to Susan.

Damn it! I was so close to lucidity. I recognized the "dream signs" (things that were "off") but still got sucked into the dream and then woke up