Thread: ~ Vex Kitten's Journal 05/06 ~

Christmas eve, no dream that I can remember.
Christmas day, napped & had a quickie.

Dec 25/05

Walking through a city with 4 kids of varying ages. I didn't know them but felt I was responsible for them, so I was trying to keep them all under control as we walked along a busy street.

Of course, one of the smaller ones take off. I tell the other kids to stay put while I catch the little one. By the time I get back the other three are gone. I look down the street and they are all playing on metal rails alonside the busy street. I try to yell for them but my voice suddenly is non existant. I run for the kids, dragging the little one behind me and all the sudden it starts hailing like crazy. Me and the little kid run for cover. The hail stones are the size of base balls. They smash onto the ground near to us and fragment, spraying us repeatedly with ice shards.

This whole time I'm still trying to yell at the kids who are still playing along side the street in the middle of a killer hail storm. My voice was completely gone. And then to top things off, there is this car crash that causes a huge pile up.

***Woke up a short time later and felt horrible.

Dec 26/05

Was in a truck with my boyfriend. He was driving like a mad man and yelling at me at the same time. He was basically accusing me of messing around and calling me all the lovely little names that come along with being considered an adultress.

I didn't say anything back. Just let him rant and rave. I really didn't care. No point in arguing with him. I was just waiting for the vehicle to come to a stop so I could hop out and leave it all behind. I remember thinking...'It is that easy...isn't it? Just take one step...then two...then three...and keep on going. Leave it all behind. Forever.' Right then and there I knew that was it. The end.

But he didn't stop. Sped through a hundred stop signs, bitched and moaned the whole time. It made him all the angrier to see that his words weren't fazing on me. All the sudden we were rounding the bend to my house. He didn't slow down. Full speed, he drove up onto the front yard and smashed into my house.

I flopped out of the truck and was horrified at first...then burst out into this insane cackle and just laid there on the ground laughing. I noticed suddenly that there were violets all over the front yard. For some unfathomable reason, the crushed and spun up flowers pissed me off like I never believed possible. I scrambled around the yard picking up the crumpled flowers and cradling them like they were the most precious things in the entire universe. My boyfriend got out of his truck and staggered over, smacked the flowers out of my arms and trampled them. Stomped on them and spit on them.

I snapped and lunged at him. Don't know when, but the scene changed. Suddenly we were on a bridge. He was trying to give me a rose. I took it and tossed it into the water. I told him, "No. You can't kill my violets and replace them with roses. I'm not stupid. I know the difference." Then I left him standing alone on the bridge. Walked down along the river for a long time.


Fell asleep earlier this evening.

I was walking alone in the rain in a slightly underkempt park. I had an umbrella, my black one with dream catchers around the outside of it, to keep me dry. The rain was coming down pretty hard but I didn't mind. Just strolled along.

I came across a guy sitting alone on a bench. He was all crouched over with his hands covering his face. The guy was soaked and shivering. Only dressed in a light colored tshirt and jeans. I went over and sat beside him. Held the umbrella over him to keep the rain off. He slowly sat up and looked over at me. His hair hung limply in his face, but I could see his eyes. They were the biggest saddest blue eyes I'd ever seen. I felt instantly heartbroken. As if a knife were jabbed through my chest. I couldn't even say anything. Just sat there looking in his eyes.

Eventually he pushed some of the hair out of his face and asked me why I was there with him. Then got angry and accused me of not giving a damn and told me to get the hell away. I only shook my head. He kept asking, "What the fuck do you care?" And I couldn't answer becasue I didn't know why I cared.

After listening to his ranting, he stood up and yelled out of the blue, "You're afraid." So I stood up and yelled back, "I not afraid of anything." He laughed and said, like a teasing little kid,"You're afraid of the rain...or else you wouldn't have this." He pointed at my umbrella and snatched it out of my hands and tossed it away.

I stood there for a few moments letting the rain drench me before I shoved him back onto the bench. "I am not afraid. Not of the rain or of you." I insisted angrily. He only looked at me as if I were the biggest liar he'd ever met...and he told me to stop hiding and prove it. So I wrapped my fist into his shirt and pulled him back up and kissed him hard. He tried to pull away but I wouldn't let him go. Not until I was sure he knew I wasn't afraid anymore.

Then we just sat back on the bench. At some point the guy just disappeared, and when I realized finally that he was gone, I felt so unbelievably depressed. I got up and walked around the place looking for him but couldn't find him again.

Dec 27/05

1-Was standing in the middle of a long line. My feet started to hurt from standing there for so long. After a while, I noticed I was standing in line behind Geroge from Seinfeld. I tapped him on the shoulder and began chatting with him.
After an eternity we were finally at the front of the line. George moved away and i was standing there...next to be served. Suddenly this tall lanky guy in a baggy shirt, kind of looked like Mocha Only from Swollen Members, comes stepping in front of me like I'm invisible. I push him aside and we start arguing. I eventually shove him against the wall, losing my place in line, and we start physically fighting. I caught a couple of good punches to the face. No problem. I got him with a good uppercut and knocked him out. Walked over and started kicking him in the head until someone dragged me away. I just left.
Ended up at home. 2 of my cousins were there helping me clean. Someone starts banging like crazy on the door so I check it out. It's my cousin's former boyfriend. He asked to use the phone. I considered it for a long time before finally letting him in. Didn't trust him at all. He finished using the phone and went immediately for my cousin. Tried to talk to her. She started swearing at him and shoving him away. He wouldn't leave so I had to drag him off her and shove his ass outside.
As I closed the outer door he turned and whipped a big brick at me. It hit the door and the glass shattered. I laughed and told him, "Damn boy...you better get your ass runnin..." I picked up the brick, chased after and whipped the brick at his head. It hit him and he dropped in his tracks. I picked up the brick again and, well, used it.


2-I'd hopped off a bus, a school bus, and was walking along in the snow. I came to a steep hill, lost my footing and slid down it as quickly as if it were a bobsled run. As I skidded around a sharp bend in the road someone reached out and grabbed my hand. The sudden stop made it feel like my elbow and shoulder were yanked out of their sockets.
The person, a girl I used to go to school with, pulled me to the side of the road and helped me to my feet. She asked me where i was going and I couldn't remember. She lead me into the trees alongside the road and down the hill. We suddenly stepped onto a path. We followed it for a while before it split into two separate paths.
The girl asked me if I remembered which one we were supposed to take. I tried like crazy to remember, and was certain I should know the right way but couldn't remember at that point in time. I stepped back from both paths and told her I was going back to where I came from.
She shrugged and left without me. I think she went left. I didn't care. Didn't really like her anyway. I turned and walked until I came out of the trees. I was frozen and sore and stumbling by then.
Next I knew I was being dragged along on a sled through the snow. I ended up in a cozy little house. I was covered up and there was an old lady and man standing over me just staring. This creeped me out considerably. I hate waking up to someone standing over me...and also hate being stared at. I threw the covers off and tried to get up but the old man eased me back onto the couch. They spoke to each other in a different language and then smiled at me. The old man told me that his wife had decided to keep me because she had always wanted a kitten. I tried to object but the old woman started talking baby talk and patting my head like I was a cat.
I shoved her over and scrambled through the house. I tried to explain that I wasn't a pet as i tried to find a way out of the place. The two elderly people chased me around the house calling to me..."here kitty...kitty...kitty.... "(hahahahah)
I eventually found the door and escaped. As I ran down the street I could hear the old lady sobbing in the distance, calling for me to come back.

3-(may be a continuation of the above)
(((finish later-no time now)))
Back...
Was walking through a small city. Still snowy and cold. Came to a park. In the center of the park was a giant statue that resembled the Statue of Liberty...but something was off about it. Couldn't figure out what it was. As I stood there inspecting the thing, some scraggly looking guy passed me then circled up behind me and shoved the point of a knife into my back. He demanded I give him my money.
I angrily informed him that If I had money I'd be cabbing. He didn't believe me, shoved me onto the ground. I turned over and gave him one good kick to 'the area'. He nearly screamed and toppled over, holding himslef. I then quickly grabbed his knife and a hand full of the guys hair and pulled him through the park. People noticed but didn't seem to care. I pulled him into an alley way and tormented him for a short while.
I just happened to glance up at one point and saw someone familiar walk past the alley. I felt drawn to them, it was an almost magnetic feeling. I tossed the knife aside and left my mugger lying in the alley to chase after the other person.
I tailed him for a while. Seemed I couldn't quite catch up. Not until he stopped. I ran up and grabbed his arm. He spun to look at me and he wasn't who I'd wanted him to be. So I apologized and left. I suddenly remembered that there was a bus to catch...and that if I didn't get out of there soon I'd end up as someone's pet. Made it to the bus station but Im pretty sure the bus never arrived.


4-Was in a washroom brushing my teeth. They felt hollow all the sudden and I knew they were about to fall out. I went out to talk to my sister and sure enough my teeth started chipping and falling out. One by one all the bottom teeth on the right side of my mouth slipped out. I tried to spit them out without anyone noticing. It was more embarassing than scarey.
I suddenly remembered that I hadn't dreamed about my teeth falling out in a while. And I clued in. It was a dream. I went off by myself and tried to force my teeth to grow back in. I could feel them sprouting but they wouldn't grow back all the way. I became enraged that I couldn't control this...and yelled, "This is my dream...MINE!" but I couldn't control it. I had the realization but no power.
Then I remembered my hands. "Find my hands," i kept muttering to myself. And I couldn't even do that. It was like my arms wouldn't co operate. This made me even angrier and I literally screamed at the top of my lungs and used all my will power to raise my hands. When the did come into my field of view...they weren't even my hands. I stared at them in utter disgust. After a few moments I just shrugged it off and decided to try the hand rubbing thing to prolong lucidity. I remained lucid but still had no control whatsoever in the dream.
It actually felt like I was an invader in someone else's dream...and i suddenly realized that I WAS in someone else's dream, that's why I couldn't control anything but myself. I spent the rest of this dream lucid, but powerless, and looking for whoever it was that was dreaming me. No luck finding them....of course.

Dec 28/05

1-It was night. At home with my sister. She was blathering on about a new job as I made my way around the house closing all the curtains. I had the feeling that someone was outside and trying to peek in.
I don't remember exactly what my sister had said, my mind had drifted off onto another subject. I kept glancing at my computer, anxiously awaiting for someone to come online. I was both angry and worried that he wasn't online.
My sister moved across the room, tripped over the cord to my computer monitor and knocked it off the desk. The screen shattered and sparks sprayed all over the room. I was so angry I couldn't even speak. She just smiled and said she was sorry. Said it was probably for the best anyway.
I just walked away, slipped on my leather jacket and left the house. I remember thinking, 'everything ends up shattered lately.' I walked and looked up at the stars. I remember seeing Scorpio on the horizon. I thought, 'ill chase the scorpion and see where i end up.' Followed the constellation and came across a village. The houses were kind of run down and small. I inspected each of them as i passed by, suddenly knowing that whatever I'd been looking for was in one of those houses.
As I drew nearer to one house in particular, I knew it was 'the one'. I started eagerly for it but was stopped by some unseen force. Like a pliable forcefield or something. Then came the over whelmingly creepy feeling of being watched. I turned and saw an old native american guy standing in the distance amidst the trees. He waved me over...and being as endlessly curious as I am, I went to him.
He was amazingly ancient looking, long white hair that hung nearly to the ground. He was draped in a plain old deerskin shawl. He moved his hands out to me and I noticed that they were made of wood. His arms were like old twisted branches. His hands were lumps of gnarled wood, and his fingers were like little bent twigs from which the bark was peeling from.
He motioned to me as if he wanted me to take his hands. I was afraid to and backed away. He looked upset by my action. He then pointed up to Scorpio and shook his head negatively. He then motioned to a different part of the sky, "The water bearer..." he said without speaking.
I just mumbed something like, "what the hell are you talking about...i don't get it?"
He then turned me in a different direction and shoved me towards it. So I just walked. Partly out of curiousity and partly because I didn't want him to put his twiggy hands onto me again. Ended up walking alone and searching for lord only knows what again.


2-Just remember a bit of this. I was in a basement in nothing but my underwear and bra. I was trying to find a way out but the windows had been cemented over. A guy was there with me, a scrawny pale blond guy that looked as if he hadn't eaten in years. I stayed away from him. He looked frail but I had the feeling that he was dangerous if I got too close.
As I was searching for escape, i knocked over a big black colored jar. It smashed onto the floor and the stuff inside oozed out. The pale guy laughed like a hyena, kept saying..."Now you've done it...you can't fix it now."

Dec 30/05

I was at my aunt's house, the aunt who always selflessly helped me out . (she's dead now btw) Actually I was outside, afraid to go inside. Don't know why. So I roamed the perimiter of the yard for, trying to talk myself into going inside.

Eventually, I stumbled across a beige colored snake. Never seen one that color before so I followed it. It took me to the very edge of the property. I could go no further because from that point on there was nothing but thorns and thistles growing...and I realized I had no shoes on. So I watched the snake slither away. Felt like I was going to miss out on something really important because of my reluctance to follow it.

I moved to the maple tree on her front yard and lounged. So peaceful. I hadn't felt so relaxed before. Suddenly another snake came along. It was multicolored, like a coral snake. I was afraid to move because I didn't know if it was poisonous. The snake came straight for me and slithered up my left leg. I was both afraid and excited, (love snakes)sat statue still so it wouldn't bite me. It Climbed up my chest and circled around my neck. At this point I was struggling not to flip out and run. The snake relaxed, just hung there mostly, as if resting. Every so often it would bring it's head up to my face level and flick it's tongue at me, as if it were just waiting for me to break down and lose it. I didn't.

Eventually something fell out of the tree onto my shoulder. The snake unlooped from my neck and fell into my lap. It coiled and reared up to strike. Whatever it was that had fallen onto my shoulder, suddenly lunged at the snake, knocked it clear off of me. I scrambled to my feet and watched as the snake and some other type of reptile struggled. The snake lost...slithered away into the thistles. The little lizard came back to me. Kind of looked like a geko...but meaner. And it had wings and these odd little horns on it's head, like tiny curly ram horns. I reached down and scooped it up. Ran to my aunts house to show everyone.

I stepped indoors and felt this wonderful feeling of relief fill me. I moved to the living room and showed my aunt and her kids the little lizard I found. They told me that those lizards were everywhere...they help keep the snakes away. I told them I don't mind snakes at all..and started to tell them what happened outside but my aunt cut me off. Told me to get something to eat. I tried to refuse, I wasn't hungry. But she shoved me into the kitchen and told me to eat or else she would hold me down and force feed me.

So I ate. I put the little lizard safely up on a shelf and helped myself to some food. But I sat in the kitchen by myself while everyone else ate in the dining room. I could hear one of my cousins whispering about me...asking why I was there. She said that I didn't belong there and had no right to be eating their food. My aunt just said, "Shut up for a little while. She belongs here as much as any of you." I laughed, but quietly. Just that one small sentence of defence on my behalf made me feel so incredibly...human.

Next I remember, I was outside again. Snake hunting. I walked around the yard till I found another one. It was probably almost as long as I am tall, it had the silvery looking scales that shimmered and shifted color depending on what way the light fell upon them. It was mesmerizing...so I followed it. This time I followed through the thorns and thistles. But they weren't at thick or as nasty looking as they appeared to be the first time I saw them.

I followed the snake until it slithered under a large rock wall. I climbed over the wall and jumped down into the graveyard that it encircled. Strolled around inside. It was incredibly old and creepy looking but I loved it. So quiet. So undisturbed. As if I was the first person to set foot in it for ages. But suddenly I felt another presence there, and sought it out. There was someone sitting at the foot of a large celtic looking cross.

(I'll stop now...too long)

Jan 1 06

1-I recall standing in a swamp with someone else. There were obscenely huge insects everywhere, which was slightly unsettling but had to be ignored. We were there in search of some sort of miracle plant. We skimmed the alge from the top of the water and analysed it through huge portable microscopes. They looked like smaller versions of electron microscopes but they were incredibly light and manuverable somehow.
We eventually discovered an entirely new strain of the alge and it was like we'd hit the jackpot. We stood in the middle of the swamp rambling joyously about all the possible future benificial purposes that our discovery would give birth to.
Next I was getting dressed up to attend an awards ceremony. I was absolutely beaming because I was about to recieve an important award. I'd be famous thoughout the worldwide scientific community. As I primped at my hair, my sister came into the room. She offered to do my hair for me and ended up messing it all up in an attempt to ruin my night. I laughed at her and told her I'm not as insipidly vain as she is. No way in hell is a bad hair day is going to keep me away from what was mine.
This royally pissed her off and she locked me in the room. I was trapped and angry. No...not angry, I flew into a lunatic rage, started kicking at the walls to burst through the drywall to escape...the entire time swearing that I was going to kill her as soon as I got out of the room.

***was woken up before I escaped, that insane rage still lingering in my mind.


2-Remember being at school. Elementary school actually. Our desks were arranged into a large circle in the middle of the room. The teacher handed out a packet of papers. Apparently we had a test or exam which I wasn't prepared for...again.
I flipped over the packet and looked at the first page. It was nothing but horrendously long equations. I didn't understand them in the slightest...and now that I think about it...it was all shapes and odd unfamiliar symbols.
I just sat there glaring at the test. The teacher came over and asked what was wrong. I told him I didn't know how to solve the problem. He sat beside me and tried to walk me through the first equation step by step. I couldn't seem to wrap my head around it though.
The teacher turned to me and looked at me sternly. "Come on, you know this stuff angel." he kept saying. I only shook my head and gave up. The teacher then picked up my pencil, my badly chewed up pencil, and started circling things in the equation. "You can solve this. Just disregard the extra junk. It's only there to distract you anyway."
I looked at the circled portions of the equation and it began to make sense. I took back my pencil and started scribbling my way through the levels of answers until I finally reached the end result. The teacher smiled and patted me on the back...told me to continue on. So I did. Each problem I solved made the next one all the easier to work through. Don't remember finishing the exam though. Think I woke up before I did.


3-This dream, I was in an auditorium with others witnessing a vivisection of a young woman. There was a black bag or sack over her face so we didn't have to see her tortured facial expressions. Won't go into detail. Way too graphic. But in the end I objected endlessly to the demonstration. They didn't stop, only continued on as if i didn't exist.

Jan 2 06

Killer headache last night before bed. Dreams seemed short and faint.

1- Recall walking across some plains, prairies? Cacti and thorn bushes were everywhere. Had to watch my step. Eventually came to a herd of buffalo or bison. I moved to one of them and hopped onto it's back. Rode it over the plains instead of picking my way through the thorns. Happened to look down at one point and saw little sparkling eyes peering up at me from under all the thorn bushes. Really creepy. I hate being stared at, especially by beady little rodent eyes.

2 - DREAM # 50
Walked to the store. For some reason I went the long way around. There was an old woman tipped over in her wheel chair. I ran to and helped her. Once she was back in the chair she screamed and pointed down the street. I turned and saw a figure in a black trench coat walking away. He quickly rounded a corner. I knew he was the one who tipped over the old lady. Chased after him but he was gone. It slowly dawned on me that I knew the guy and I struggled to remember who he was. It clicked in suddenly and I called out his name. A short time later someone grabbed me from behind and squeezed so hard I could barely breath. It was him, the trenchcoat guy. I could feel his breath on my neck as he whispered to me. Can't remember exactly what he said. I do remember him whispering..."scream for us" and his fangs ripped into my neck. I woke up.]

3- I know there was another dream. Can't remember it right now.

Jan 3 06

Headache again last night before sleep.

1- vaguely remember Will Smith and Beyonce at a restaurant. I was snapping pictures of the two of them. Next thing I know a lawyer is at my table bitching about his client's privacy. Ended up arguing with the lawyer, something about there's no privacy out in public. Blah blah blah...back and forth. Bunch of boring legal terminology came into play like the lawyer thought I couldn't comprehend what he was saying. Surprised the hell out of him when I spoke 'his language' back to him.

2-I was with two tall men. We were dressed all in black, trechcoats, sunglasses. Very Matrix-ish. Ran into a vampire who wanted to hire us to retrieve his real body. We took the job. Funny, he was dressed like the stereo-typical vampire, black suit with cape, slicked back hair, the whole nine yards and apparently no on thought he was odd in the least. Not even me.

3-All i can say about this one is it involved me, a guy and a choke chain. Much fun...for me anyway.

Whoa, Vex Kitten, you've already had Lucid Dreams. I've been way too lazy. ^_^
I've had college finals and stuff and never got around to dream recall.
I havent been here in a month or two. Keep up the great work!
You have a big resource. Use it to find those dreams signs.
As for me, It's like 4:37 in the morning.
I'm hoping that that WBTB stuff really works.
I can't remember anything in my dreams... -_-;

Hey ya Valvo. Been a while.

Yeah, have had a few short lucids. Funny though, seems I'm losing my control over them. The last few LD's, I forgot I was dreaming - couldn't control the dream - was awakened by a dream character just as I became lucid. I'm beginning to think my mind is going to put up one hell of a fight with me concerning LD-ing.

Get working on your dream recall! It can get tedious trying to remember and record your dreams but it'll be worth the effort in the long run. Good luck with the WBTB. I tried it a couple of times and it works great.

PS-Im really lazy too...just naturally.
If I can do the recall and record thing..so can you.

Jan 4 06

1-Was in this old victorian style house in the middle of a huge field. We were eating dinner...well..everyone else was eating dinner but me. I wasn't hungry , sat at the table picking at a piece of bread as everyone else gossiped and stuffed their faces. (all were strangers btw)
At some point a man ran into the room and alerted us that there was an aircraft carrier on fire in the field. I grabbed my camera bag and ran outside. It was true, and I don't know how it got there, but there was a totally engulfed aircraft carrier in the distance. I started fumbling for my telephoto lens and couldn't find it because I had to keep my eyes on the fire. The field was ablaze, the fire racing towards us. Everyone else left or was trying to find a way to protect the house. I was only concerned with getting a good shot of the blazing ship.
FInally got my telephoto lens screwed onto the camera and raced towards the ship. Got as close as I could but couldn't get settled to get a good shot. every time I did the flames would rush toward me and I'd have to move to a different location. Got burned a few times trying to hold out against the fire for as long as possible. Got a few rolls of pics but don't think they turned out.


2-Was working as a graphic designer. I was supposed to come up with the lable for a new product. My boss was constantly on my case, every little while he'd come into my office and announce, 2 hours left....1 &1/2 hours left...1 hour left...
It did nothing but douse any inspiration I would start to get. Finally I just up and left the entire building. Sat outside beside a stone wall with my sketchbook and tried to come up with a decent design. Couldn't.
The boss found and fired me when he saw that i'd come up with nothing. Said graphic design wasn't for me...and to go back to the photography department to see if they'd hire me back. I just shrugged, didn't argue although I disagreed. I think it was just him that was making the job tough. He seemed to suck the creativity right out of me.
Ended up with my camera (apparently i'd been re-hired by the photography dept) and was on my way to shoot a concert...had backstage passes. But for whatever reason I wasn't allowed in. I had to sneak in past the guards. Once inside I saw my former boss. He asked what the hell i was doing there...he had made sure i'd never get into the concert. Knew then that he was trying to ruin me all along.
Don't recall much else but trying to get some decent photos while standing down in the audience. Difficult because im kind of short. But every once in a while my mind would drift off..thinking of ways to get even with my former boss.


***finally a night of dreams where i didn't hurt or torment anyone or thing.

Jan 5 06

Don't recall much more than I was in the bathroom showering. At some point I noticed that there was a huge window in the shower. I could see outside to the street in front of my house. People were standing out there looking in at me. I just finished washing myself, growing angrier by the second that I was being watched. I knew all the people who where spying in on me...and planned to visit each and every one of them...to blind them in various torturous ways.



***still headaches.

Jan 6 06

No dream recall from the night before. But woke up horribly sick today. Napped, had 3 strange dreams. All mildly to heavily erotic (have best erotic dreams when i'm sick, dont know why)

The one I enjoyed most...I was lucid on and off through it. It was about the guy who bit me on the neck in a previous dream, Jan 2nd. Had one hell of a time getting revenge.

My dreams are terrible in the sense that.. if their bad dreams they finish, if their good dreams they dont -.- I never wake up at the end of a date or something and goo hmmm that was a good dream... I wake up and go I wanna go back to sleep

Not all the time but I can think of quite a few -.-

^_^,

nothing like vampires to turn you on all that ketchup they wear in movies ^_^

L8erz,
Zeek

Hi Zeek.

That happens to me too. Half the time i wake up early or am awakened by someone else when I'm having good dreams. I get insanely pissed when that happens.

And about that dream guy who bit me, he's a wonderfully unique character created by a sweetly twisted someone I kinda know. The character is vampire-ish, but not a vampire. IF that makes sense.

Oh. I enjoyed the sunshine too. That just made my day. Made me smile first thing today...which is a feat few have ever accomplished. Thanks.

Jan 7 06

1- Remember being at a birthday party. Kids EVERYWHERE! I couldn't stand it. Felt sick. Hungover sick. I went upstairs to sit in the bathroom to lock myself away from the brats. I just sat on the toilet and tried to calm myself. Then heard this annoying giggling. I looked down and saw that there was a vent cover at the bottom of the door. Kids were peeking in through it. I got up and kicked the vent cover, it flew out of the door and smacked into the kids' faces. They started crying for their parents. I just moved outside the bathroom and leaned against the wall waiting to see if any parents were going to come try 'deal' with me.


(still ill.... )
2- Was at my 4th highschool...in history class. Sat in the back of the class, but wasn't a student. Was a teacher or teacher's aid. I was eventually called to the head of the class to take over the lesson. So I did. No problem. I was going over very basic native american history with the students. Don't know how I managed to, but I held the students' undivided attention. Eventually I turned to the board to write notes to accompany my lecture. Then the dream skipped or switched.
I woke up. The class was empty except for me and the history teacher. We were lying on top of his desk, me curled up next to him. I was shocked, don't know how I got there or what exactly had happened between us. (though i had a basic understanding of what had transpired) He was whispering to me about how impressed he was by the way I held control over the class? Something like that. I didn't know what to think. Just laid there trying to remember how the hell I ended up on the desk with him.

3-Was at my grandmothers. There was a huge dinner, had a christmasy feel to it but I think it was summer. There were dozens of picnic tables outside. People everywhere. I hate being in the midst of a crowd so I stayed in the house. Wasn't hungry, got so bored I did dishes. My grand mother came in and demanded I eat something. I told her I wasn't hungry. She moved to the oven and produced a huge ham, cut it up and sat it out. She told me to hurry and take as much as I wanted before the vultures get a hold of it. So I did. Loaded up a plate and stashed it in the fridge.
Eventually fixed up another plate of food for myself. When I finished I noticed there was water in the bottom of the plate. I tried to drain the water but all my food fell into the sink. Made another plate, with less stuff this time then moved outside to sit at one of the picnic tables.
I sat at one with a few aunts and uncles and my sister. Odd thing, the table was sitting on a steep hill. The only seat left was at the highest part of the table. I sat my plate down and it slid down the table till i grabbed it. I tried to sit down but it was horrendously uncomfortable, kept slowly sliding down the seat.
Finally decided to just sit in the grass and eat. Sat at the top of the hill and finally was able to enjoy my meal, even though I was sort of separated from the rest of my family. They didn't bother with me...and I didn't mind. I was content to sit in the grass alone. Just sat there listening to them gossip and talk about how bad their kids were, how much their lives sucked.


***dreams kind of hard to call up, feel fragmented

Jan 8 06

1- Was at college. Tried to get to my locker but it was blocked off by construction in that particular wing. Couldn't get the stuff I needed for class so I just skipped. Went to the library and was looking for a particular book. Found it but all the pages were blank. I was about to take the book to the librarian to complain but my class was dismissed so I just put the book back and left too.
Got outside, waited for my ride. It didn't show up. Ended up having to board the bus for a ride home. It started pulling out and I realized that I'd left my wallet in the library. Tried to get the bus driver to stop but he wouldn't.

2- I was in a house investigating a murder. I was a forensic photographer, trying to clear out the area so I could document the murder scene. Eventually got the place cleared out but then a woman appeared, told us she had something we needed to see. It was a video from her home security camera. Somehow, the guy I was with automatically knew where we needed to go to find the body. So we left.
Ended up at a ware house. Walked in and there was the body we were looking for. I started snapping pictures like mad. The guy had been dismembered, strung back together with electrical wires. He looked almost like a morbid marionette. The guy I was with found video that showed what exactly happened to the victim. We watched it. Pretty disturbing. Even for me.
In the end we gathered up the body parts and took them back to the coroner for examination. I stayed and watched the autopsy, curious as to what further story the victim's remains had to tell.

3- Another unpostable dream.

4- Just remembered I had a Star Wars dream. There didn't really seem to be any point to it besides hacking up as many people as possible with a couple of lightsabers.

Hmm sounds like my wife. She says if I ever cheat on her she'll tie me up and torture me. The torture may or may not include acid in my balls, and surgical tyranny.
Seems women like to torture ...

Hi Placebo!!!

Nice to see a fellow feline face first thing in the morning.
What's this about women and torture? We're too loving and caring and nurturing and angelic to hurt anyone. Especially me. Way to nice to hurt anyone.
(Or so most of us would have you believe....muahahahaha...hahaha)

I've been reading and have been meaning to comment in your poly-nap journal. Very interesting concept. Keep up with the self experimentation. I'm anxious to see how it turns out.



Keep Dreaming
~Vex~

Jan 9 06

1- Was a journalist in a war torn country, trying to sneak through a dead forest. Found an old man I was to interview. He had been hiding for years, and if he was found he'd be executed. Did a lengthy interview and then sneaked back out of the forest. Got spotted by some hostile forces and they began to fire on us. Barely got out alive. Broke my disc with the interview on it. The whole damned thing was for nothing.

2- Was hiding, throwing snowballs at passers by. It didn't seem to bother them any. They'd laugh, even when I smashed them in the face with chunks of snow. It was funny as hell.

3- Once again...another unpostabe dream. Involved me and lots of equipment.

3- Once again...another unpostabe dream. Involved me and lots of equipment.[/b]

Unpostable as in "you can't remember" or "it was too raunchy for public eyes?" If it's the latter feel free to PM me the details. ~

I mean the latter. Too disturbingly raunchy to tell anyone else.
Sorry ITM, but can't disclose the information of the above unpostable dream for fear it would reveal irreversably damning details about my slightly twisted mind.

There's always next dream though.

Couple of quickies...

1- Could hear classical music playing lightly in the background. Was in a huge..hall...ballroom or something. Dancing with a guy. Can't remember his face though I know I looked right into his eyes as we danced. Just remember thinking how nice it was to dance with someone...then my mind started drifting off to thoughts of whips...lol...and daydreaming about the things I would do to my poor unsuspecting dance partner.


2- Dreamed I was dressed up in a cat outfit. Have no clue why. But I was going about my daily business dressed in the skimpy costume.
(thanks alot Zeek...hahahaha )


****know for certain my mind latches onto topics of conversation had about an hour or so before I go to bed. lol

Originally posted by Vex Kitten
I mean the latter. Too disturbingly raunchy to tell anyone else. *
Sorry ITM, but can't disclose the information of the above unpostable dream for fear it would reveal irreversably damning details about my slightly twisted mind. *

You and me both, sister. ~

However, just knowing you think that way is enough of a turn-on to keep me happy.