Bizarre dream
Mar. 22nd, 2008 11:22 amLast night, I dreamed that I (and a bunch of other people I knew) were at a convention. It was like Lunacon, but sci-fi geeks just came to it to do their laundry. Laundry-con, I guess. Except that one of the people running it was my cousin, L. Virginia, who has no interest in sci-fi whatsoever. But she was coordinating laundromats. =/
This is what happens when my brain mashes together the events of the last week.
-Haz
This is what happens when my brain mashes together the events of the last week.
-Haz
Weird celebrity dreams
Feb. 5th, 2008 02:03 pmI didn't sleep well last night at all. But I did manage to remember some spectacularly bizarre dreams.
One, David Bowie was helping me pick out clothes in an artsy marketplace. He dressed me like a gypsy.
Two, Tyra Banks started talking like Tia Dalma from Pirates of the Caribbean.
There was a third one that trumped all, involving a fight in Macy's between two girls in a fountain that turned into a spontaneous makeout session, and then the battle between good and evil. And there was a flying carpet ride and base jumping and a mustard-themed picnic.
Wow. I don't know if this encourages or discourages more sleep.
-Haz
One, David Bowie was helping me pick out clothes in an artsy marketplace. He dressed me like a gypsy.
Two, Tyra Banks started talking like Tia Dalma from Pirates of the Caribbean.
There was a third one that trumped all, involving a fight in Macy's between two girls in a fountain that turned into a spontaneous makeout session, and then the battle between good and evil. And there was a flying carpet ride and base jumping and a mustard-themed picnic.
Wow. I don't know if this encourages or discourages more sleep.
-Haz