Collage style!

I was running through these gazebo-like docks over the ocean. There were all sorts of flora growing over the railings. It was very pretty. Think more Elvish city from Lord of the Rings–my pictures don’t do it justice. When I reached the end, a nearly fell into a small man hole with the smell of good food wafting out. Sure enough, there was an lovely 5-star restaurant underneath the surface of the water!

And that was it.

Actually I did make some attempts to get in somehow. But everytime I knelt down by the hole to contemplate how I might get down there in a lady-like way (I was wearing a dress), the ladders kept changing! It went from ladders, to suction tubes, to firefighter poles, to paper lantern slides. Eventually it became a very large spring. Of all the entrance methods THIS was the one I finally grabbed onto. I then proceeded to bungee my way in (not very lady-like at all, might I add). All dignity thrown aside, I happily sat myself down at a long table across from Grace. (Of course she’d be at a 5-star restaurant, but how SHE got in is what I’d like to know.) Then I helped myself to some bread. Just as I was buttering it, I WOKE UP. I didn’t even get to eat!! How wrong is that?

Just for the record, Grace actually called me shortly after I woke up, asking if I wanted to go grab lunch. I don’t think she realize what a tease that was. Stupid dream…

Cannot be properly recorded because SOMEONE called me at 8am and interrupted it.

What I do remember: I was at a clothing store that was set up similar to Half-Price Books (don’t ask how). I was trying to return a $20 jacket I bought, and instead, the guy offered to refund me $150 for it, and he threw in an antique motorcycle (no, I don’t remember the make and model). I was just in the process of fixing it up, when said SOMEONE called.

What could it mean???

I was in a weirdly convex lecture hall. From what I remember, I was in Organic Chemistry with good ol’ Dr. Strom (You can see by the picture that class attendence is quite above average!), when all of a sudden, a HUGE bird with a blue vest came by and pooped on the window sil. And not just any poo! It was Japanese lucky golden poo! Just as everyone was vacillating between awe and disgust, the bird then pulled off its head.

Artist representation of my dream:

Turns out the bird was just my old high school classmate Jimmy Peebles in a bird costume, and the poo was naught but petroleum jelly. Why the poo? Why Jimmy? Why ochem? How did he fly? 知るか！I have no idea.

Long thinks I need to upgrade my dreams. Dreams 2.0.

I’ve always wanted to have one of these…

So I was a in a game of some sort. Either Metal Gear Solid, or Tomb Raider. One of those types. I think I had a BB gun. I was running around a white brick maze (not unlike the ones in haunted houses). I could vaguely hear my partner, over the radio, say that I needed to get to the center of the maze, and kill everything there. Easy enough. When I got to the center, there was a wooden bench and behind it were 2-3 skeletons creeping out towards me. I blasted one of them, but another came from behind.

Except they didn’t try to attack, it just got uncomfortably close up and in my face (not unlike the ones in haunted houses). Anyhow, it was very awkward trying to shoot something so close, so I just sort of looked at it for awhile and thought, “Hey this would be really good for studying anatomy…” And yes, I “knocked it out” so to speak, and suddenly my surroundings became my room. I just sat down with my anatomy book, and my freshly acquired skeleton and started to study. But just as I was getting through all the carpal bones, the fingers suddenly became fleshy and started bleeding. At that point, I threw aside my whole, “Naw-I-ain’t-scared-you’s-just-a-anatomical-model” attitude and freaked out. And then I woke up.

I knew Frederic H. Martini’s Atlas of the Human Body was way too graphic. o.o