Crazy-Ass Dream

[dudelovenext]

I usually don't remember my dreams, and they usually don't involve people I know (at lesat the ones I remember). But the bits and pieces I remember from last night...man, it was trippy!

It started out with a James Bond-esque style to it. I remember I was at a gigantic house that was also like an office building. I got a computer, which was like a tablet, and I was showing it off to James and Dan. It had an indiglo-type backlight and we were all impressed by that (even though I know with today's technology that's really not).

Then, for whatever reason, I had to go to Wal-Mart (no, Dan, not to shop!). I was on Redmond Way, driving just past the end of 520. It was at night, but here's the weirdest part. Along the way, I saw all these bunches of Asian people (mostly women) holding briefcases. They would randomly explode. *_*

Just past 520, where the hotel is in real life, there was a Wal-Mart in my dream. I was in the parking lot, avoiding the exploding people. There was one girl who was covered in blood and in a dumpster after she had set off her bomb. I tried to give her a bag of food, but she kept screaming at me and trying to claw me while I gave it to her.

I can't remember exactly what happened next, but then I was back at the house. Sean Connery as James Bond was there, and he shot and killed a man that was supposed to be a spy. However, after that, time seemed to rewind. It was the same scene, now during the day, and two other people shot the spy. Then some army troops (or something like that) came out to fight the two people (a man and a woman) that shot the spy. One female trooper saw the spy's dead body, screamed, then ran over to a shower faucet. She pulled the chain and it showered acid on her and several other people. They screamed as they fell over dead.

I ran to what appearred to be a farm area. There was this HUGE guy, and he seemed confident that I couldn't kill him. He gave me his armor, his sword, and his crown to fight him with. There was an audience, and a little girl threw me a pendant, which I also put on. I stabbed the man and killed him. It was a really rusty sword, so as I was walking back through the house I started to gently rub the rust off.

While I was walking through the house, some guys in robes (looks just like the guys from Eternal Darkness) were in the house, taking over. They were doing evil things to people, but for some reason I didn't stop them. I went into a small room where a friend (no one I know from real life) was dressed as a rogue. One of the robed men stabbed her in the back of the head with an exacto knife, and again I did nothing. I continued to rub off the rust and finally saw that the sword was Excaliber.

After that I went outside, and I seemed to be on a reality show. They gave me stuff to dress up as a king, and Stef was there too. He was given stuff to dress up as an evil jester. They chose four people for Stef and I to fight over in the contest. I remember thinking they were too old, so I dismissed a girl in hopes for getting someone younger. Stef and I were seated on couches, facing each other. The guy running it gave me a PDA with the rules. I remember there being a lot of swearing in the rules, and I had to read them out lot, which I was actually a little shy about.

Behind me were other "contestants" (much better looking, too!). The "show" took them and drove them around Seattle, as part of the reality show. After that, a little girl, who seemed to be the daughter of one of the contestants, gave me a dollar to "try and win". I was thinking that was too sweet of her, so I'd switch the dollar she gave me with a $10 bill, but I hesitated since that would only have left me with around $4.

About that time I woke up. I also know that Lauren was in the dream somewhere, but I can't quite remember...

Of course, I only got like five hours of sleep, and I kept waking up every half hour for some reason. *_*

So, yes, that was my fucked up dream.

Comments

[quetz.livejournal.com]

I don't think you've actually seen me in my DeathJester finery, have you?

[dudelovenext.livejournal.com]

Wow, no, I don't think I have!

[quetz.livejournal.com]

Black-on-black, silver trim, skulls instead of bells on the cap, with a skull-wand?

[humu-ted.livejournal.com]

*wonders why all the dreams I hear about you having involve killing people/things* o_O

[dudelovenext.livejournal.com]

Because zombies suck and they need to die.

But I don't really have dreams about killing people.

[humu-ted.livejournal.com]

...and WHY do you dream about zombies? o_O

[dudelovenext.livejournal.com]

Why do we dream about anything?

[humu-ted.livejournal.com]

I don't know but I've never had a zombie dream and you seem to have them all the time.

[noarushmore.livejournal.com]

True, your dreams usually involve hunky dudes you've met.

[humu-ted.livejournal.com]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

*Rush starts talking* HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

*Rush starts talking* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

wait, I'm not finished. AHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

......AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

*Rush starts talking* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

Oh, you were serious.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

The only hunky dude I've dreamt about was LSMD and I haven't met him. ;)

[saxytenshi.livejournal.com]

Craaaazy. It's really amazing that you could remember so much detail. You know what that means? You were right in the middle of the third stage of sleep, that you weren't in REM yet but were cycling through dreams right before you woke up. That's how you can remember so much detail.

I had a partially lucid dream last night... it was SO cool. Maybe I'll post about it!

It's interesting how dreams work. I really believe that they're your subconscious trying to tell you about something underlying your life.

[dudelovenext.livejournal.com]

Sometimes I remember, sometimes I don't. I think it's when I get enough sleep that I do remember. Sometimes I remember just as I wake up, and then the details just fade like that.

I still wonder that about dreams. Is it a mirror into yourself? Is it just taking sequences of your life and arranging them in your brain, like it's organizing them?

I could see them being desires and being a window into yourself. I have to wonder what it means...though I have a few ideas.

[relucesco.livejournal.com]

That's insane. I love fucked up dreams like that, though. XD

I had one once that I got kidnapped by Hyde (*_____*;...) and then he ran off somewhere and I was like, "Damn. I lost my kidnapper!" and wound up on a big search for Hyde with like, everyone I know. XD Hell, you were probably in that search party somewhere. It was pretty fucked up. XD

Hey, you should like give me a call or something. :D I can drop by this week probably, eh ? If it's okay with you, of course!
#253.431.5392

I'm usually awake until like 2am, so yeah. XD Word, home skillet.

[dudelovenext.livejournal.com]

Sounds like some wacky 80's comedy where everyone in town is after one person. `^_^