Thread: Ophelia's Book O' Fun

Originally posted by Gothlark+--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(Gothlark)</div>

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Who wants to make one with me?!?!?!?!?!

I'm sure CT would be glad to, so long as he doesn't have to accept any responsibility whatsoever. [/b]

OUCH!!! *zing*

You'll pay for that one Lothgark.

Oh no, the return of the dancing arse! And you reversed the first letter in the two syllables of my new nickname!

Originally posted by Gothlark
And you reversed the first letter in the two syllables of my new nickname!

I DID?!?!??!?!??!?!??!?!?!

You're KIDDING!!!

Being followed around by vampires and ghosts this time.

At least the vampire was the sexy Frank Langella from John Badham's 1979 Dracula. In the dream, I was sleeping at a friend's place I guess. It was a turn of the century style mansion, and I slept on the couch downstairs. The Count would visit me every night, but not at night actually. He would appear in the morning, just before the sun rose. So it would be light out, but no direct sunlight. Then the moment the sun appeared he would vanish. I don't really remember what we did, just that he refused to bite me, and I was always sad when he vanished. The final night he "visited" me, I was still asleep. He sat at the edge of the couch, which woke me up. He was invisible this time though. And I could sense in the tone of his breathing that he was upset about something. I reached out blindly and felt the sleeve of his shirt. So I grabbed it and pulled him to me. And just before I could embrace him, he disappeared. I knew of one place, this very bizzare place, where I could search for him at night. So I vaguely remember roaming this odd half-building/half-outside kinda place, full of smoke and liquid tornadoes

Later on I dreamt that the ghost of some dead lady and her daughter was following me and some friends at a party. We kept seeing the ghost of what we thought to be the little girl, before we later realised it was actually the ghost of the mother. She just looked like a little girl because apparently ghosts have no sense of time or something. That's all I remember about that dream. That and being scared of the ghosts.

Then some retarded dream about getting Glamour Shots, but that may have been because I recently watched Napoleon Dynomite.

Baby bottles etc.


Here's Frank Langella from that movie:



God DAMN he's hot.

I killed Count Clean for you and you made a new guy? What the hell is it with you and vampire lovers? Weeeeeird fedish there, Lisa. CT, next time you meet her, bring some fangs and a cape. Maybe go goth for a bit too.

Originally posted by Gothlark
I killed Count Clean for you and you made a new guy? What the hell is it with you and vampire lovers? Weeeeeird fedish there, Lisa. CT, next time you meet her, bring some fangs and a cape. Maybe go goth for a bit too.

HEY!!!! The undead rock man!

Besides, inside we're all dead meat.



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ps. Lome knows why this is funny. Or not funny. Ok whatever.

Ok I was trying to take a nap this afternoon, but there was too much commotion around the house. So I just kept on having these quick little 5-minute cat naps. Anyway, during one nap, I dreamt that I slowly opened my eyes as I woke up, while lying on my side facing my computer. It was turned on and the DreamViews index page was up. I immediately became lucid because I knew the computer was off before I went to sleep. But I woke up before I could get up and do anything. But the cool thing was, when I actually DID wake up, I slowly opened my eyes and I was in the same exact position as in my dream. And I was looking at my computer from the same exact angle, but this time it was turned off like it was supposed to be. It was literally like I had opened my eyes once, computer was on. Closed my eyes. Then opened them again, computer was off.

Weird.

That's pretty cool. My subconscious sometimes does crap like that. It introduced my dad into a dream in the exact spot where the phone was. My dad had called during this dream and I was somehow able to keep in it. But yeah, pretty cool.

Originally posted by OpheliaBlue
In another dream, I was chatting with Lomebririon (I seriously chat too much if I'm dreaming about it ). I can't remember everything we were talking about, but I remember he made this really clever comparison between me and a sapphire. It wasn't the typical cheesy \"You are beautiful and dazzling like a sapphire blah blah\", rather it was more metaphysical. Like using the sapphire's other physical properties as a metaphor. I don't remember exactly what he said. I just remember being gracious of the flattery and complimenting him on his originality.

Hey cool! I only hope I can be as dashing in real life.

Originally posted by OpheliaBlue
HEY!!!! The undead rock man!

Besides, inside we're all dead meat.

I totally agree, the undead are mad sexy.

Originally posted by OpheliaBlue
Ok I was trying to take a nap this afternoon, but there was too much commotion around the house. So I just kept on having these quick little 5-minute cat naps. Anyway, during one nap, I dreamt that I slowly opened my eyes as I woke up, while lying on my side facing my computer. It was turned on and the DreamViews index page was up. I immediately became lucid because I knew the computer was off before I went to sleep. But I woke up before I could get up and do anything. But the cool thing was, when I actually DID wake up, I slowly opened my eyes and I was in the same exact position as in my dream. And I was looking at my computer from the same exact angle, but this time it was turned off like it was supposed to be. It was literally like I had opened my eyes once, computer was on. Closed my eyes. Then opened them again, computer was off.

Weird.

I'm thinking it could be deja vu for the future. You sleep and see the computer on to the index. Maybe if you got to sleep longer you may have found an interesting post in your dreams.

Just a man passing by.

Semi-lucid dream. Me and some friends were being pursued by Mike Meyers (as in HALLOWWEEN, not AUSTIN POWERS), and he basically had us cornered in a big public bathroom. But he didn't look the same as in the movies. He was still a really big guy, but he didn't wear a mask or appear to be retarded. Just a regular big dude (kinda hot too) who wanted to kill us. I noticed he had an old-fashioned razor that he was going to use to slice us to bits. Then I became just lucid enough to think, "Hey, this is a dream, so I can knife fight with this dude and even if he cuts me, it'll be ok." But I didn't have enough lucidity to change scenarios. Oh well. So I tell my friends to stay in the bathroom, and I run out and make Mike follow me. Then I stopped, turned to face him, and did a "Bring it, bitch" gesture with my hand. The first thing he did was take a swipe at me with the razor, which I blocked with my hand. But it cut me. I was holding his wrist really hard, and managed to make him drop the razor. Then I knocked him to the floor and got on top of him. Then suddenly he was a passive, sane person. Then I began to take advantage of him sexually, etc.

Originally posted by Yume
I'm thinking it could be deja vu for the future. You sleep and see the computer on to the index. Maybe if you got to sleep longer you may have found an interesting post in your dreams.

I don't believe in that psychic phoney baloney. I just think it means I spend to much frikkin time on DreamViews.

I had a crazy gender-bender dream 2 nights ago. Non-lucid, go figure.

I was with CT and we were taking naked pictures of eachother. During one of my more creative poses, I bent over in front of a mirror to take a gander at my genitalia. And low and behold! I was sporting a dick and balls.

But instead of becoming lucid, I rationalized the situation by telling myself that it was simply gravity...pulling down on....things (what things I don't know), creating the illusion of a dick and balls. They were small though. And I remember even thinking, "Well ALL women have a small dick and set of balls."

Eat your heart out Freud.

Had a weird dream about Lome. Probably because we just had a really long conversation yesterday.

I dreamt he IMed me to let me know that DV was holding open votes for Global Mods, and he wanted me to vote for him. So I said sure. But when he sent me the link that was supposed to be the voting/poll thing, it opened a window that was really his webcam. And he was lying on a red couch (heh red), apparently sleeping. But when I said "Hey! Where's the poll?" (apparently we could now talk to eachother without typing), he smiled, but while still playing like he was asleep.

Then it turned to nonsense. All I remember clearly after that was him opening his eyes, and they were unusually blue.

It's weird, I dream about blue eyes alot. I remember dreaming about this one exboyfriend a while back. He has dark brown eyes in real life, but in the dream they were crystal blue. I guess I just love blue eyes, but I wonder if it has some other significance.

A couple dreams I remember.

In one, I think it was some kinds of DV reunion. The only member I remember being there was Haz. And he was like 8. I remember going up to him and saying, awww, give us a hug. Then when I was about to put him back down, I said, "Ok, one more hug, but this one's gonna be a real squeeze!" So I squeezed him, not to hard I THOUGHT, but I guess it was because I could tell that it was hurting him, so I stopped. And then I said, "You're just gonna have to understand, that love hurts." After that he started crying. So I had to spend the better part of the rest of the dream just trying to concsole him.

Then the dream turned out to be a gig. I was in my hotel (in some beautiful country, don't know where exactly), and I had to hurry to get dressed if I wanted to accompany the other singer I was sharing the room with. I remember something about the food in the small refrigerator being all old and rotting. Then we each took a shower, and I remember having to rush a bit. Then I went to put on this really skimpy blue shirt. I had never seen it before. It was really cute though, and blue! So I couldn't resist wearing it. It was kinda hard to put on, because it had these little straps. 4 straps: 2 that went over the shoulder, then 2 that went around the side and criss-crossed in the back I think. And it was incredibly tight and made out of this silk chiffony kinda of material. It was designed so that I didn't have to wear a bra with it. But it was so tiight that it really accentuated my boobs. I decided to wear it anyway (seriously I would NOT wear something like that to an opera rehearsal irl....a date, sure!). The weird thing about all this though, is that when I was changing into this shirt, I was infront of a large full-length mirror. I should have gone lucid. Oh well.


Le fine.


[edit] The blouse looked alot like this. Except the straps were alot skinnier and no sparklies. Weird, I just saw this picture for the first time ever that I remember, and what a coincidence that I wore my hair like that and pants in the dream:



[edit2] I just remembered. Was chatting with Lome....again. And I asked him if he prefered blondes or brunettes (I so incredibly never ask that question). And he said blondes. HA go figure. Then I felt all icky and the dream changed.

Some dream about receiving oral sex. Don't really remember who it was, I have an idea but can't remember for sure. Remember it bothered me a little, but not too too much.

Then a ton of HI about chatting. Seriously, that's getting kinda annoying. Guess I should chat less. But I won't.

Dreamt I was Kate from that movie French Kiss (heh probably from all that french music I've been writing). Anyway, there I was with Kevin Klein's french character, Luc Teyssier, discussing the affair of the necklace. But instead of returning it to Cartier, he said to me, "Oh just keep it," and began to walk away. I interpreted that to mean he was under the impression that I was still with Charlie. So I went to stop him, explaining (like in the movie) that I didn't want to go back with Charlie. So we started making out on the grass, and even french-kissing . I noticed that he got an erection (which is significant if you've ever seen the movie). So I reached down a couple times to feel it. I was semi-lucid, because I kept going back and forth between thinking I was actually Meg Ryan's character vs. myself. Buuuuut, befre I could get lucky, the dream changed and I was a college student and Kevin Klein the professor. The class was really weird and senseless, and I was unfortunately not even partially lucid to take any kind of advantage of the situation .




Side note, Kevin Klein is my best friend's step-uncle. Honest truth.

that dudes ugly

Originally posted by greywolfpoet
that dudes ugly

so is yo moma

naw dont be mess bout my mama i come over ther and slap you up!

he looks like an italian jesus

Last night I just remember one dream. About this guy I'm sorta seeing. He has a cold in real life, and also in the dream, and he came and picked me up to go out, even though he was still really sick. We stopped at his dry cleaners so he could drop off or pick up I can't remember. Oh and he was wearing this really nice white suit jacket. But when he got out of the car, I noticed this odd stain on the back (when I woke up I knew what it was, can't remember now, but pretty sure it was food). Then I think it started raining before he got back, so when he returned to the car, he was all wet and even sicker and I had to take care of him or something.

That's all I remember.

Originally posted by OpheliaBlue
Last night I just remember one dream. About this guy I'm sorta seeing. He has a cold in real life, and also in the dream, and he came and picked me up to go out, even though he was still really sick. We stopped at his dry cleaners so he could drop off or pick up I can't remember. Oh and he was wearing this really nice white suit jacket. But when he got out of the car, I noticed this odd stain on the back (when I woke up I knew what it was, can't remember now, but pretty sure it was food). Then I think it started raining before he got back, so when he returned to the car, he was all wet and even sicker and I had to take care of him or something.

That's all I remember.

Aww Ophelia taking care of someone. That is cute. I hope he feels better for your sake.

Originally posted by Yume+--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(Yume)</div>

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Last night I just remember one dream. About this guy I'm sorta seeing. He has a cold in real life, and also in the dream, and he came and picked me up to go out, even though he was still really sick. We stopped at his dry cleaners so he could drop off or pick up I can't remember. Oh and he was wearing this really nice white suit jacket. But when he got out of the car, I noticed this odd stain on the back (when I woke up I knew what it was, can't remember now, but pretty sure it was food). Then I think it started raining before he got back, so when he returned to the car, he was all wet and even sicker and I had to take care of him or something.

That's all I remember.

Aww Ophelia taking care of someone. That is cute. I hope he feels better for your sake.[/b]

How sweet.

Actually, in real life I told him to "stay in bed and force liquids" and he said he did that and felt better the next day.

Remember 2 dreams.

First dream Robert returned the hair clips I left in his car (irl), but he gave them to my real dad to give to me. Even though my real dad lives in California. And he gave him a message to give to me as well, but I forgot it. I think I didn't like it though.

Then I dreamt I was at home with my son, and there was really windy weather. So we went out on the front porch and looked south and just saw a tornado form. Then it sorta dissipated. But then it came back and multiplied until there were 6!!! So I did a reality test, because I just couldn't believe it. I tried to stick my finger through my palm, but didn't go through. So I thought, "Yup, they're real!! COOL!!! (shit poo ) So then I just stood there, watching the tornados in awe. But they never got closer or moved away.

Later this morning I understood, or possibly understood the significance. I usually have tornado dreams when I'm working out difficult stuff in life. In the dream, the tornados were right where the swinging bench in our front yard is. And that's where me and Robert had a really nice long conversation the other night irl. And since I'm kinda pissed at him right now, I think that's why the tornados were there. They never get me though. I'm always safe. Still really exciting to watch though.

Arghhhh dreams dreams dreams.....point system today:

- Yahoo dating clinic
- my version of Pride and Prejudice
- validating, English hug of the century from Mr. Darcy
- "Uhhhhhhh I HATE YOUR CALCULATOR!!!!!" (to Elizabeth Bennet)
- "Ritorna vincitor" belted down the hallway
- shopping for a xmas treat, AND
- Simon & Garfunkel's greatest 4 song single....on islander incence (included "Big Bright Green Pleasure Machine" and "A Simple Desultory Phillipic")

The Yahoo dating clinic was funny as shit. I ended up with 2 guys' phone numbers and addresses. Maybe I'll add more details later.