10 to 1 says i'm right though. sorry vic. you don't have to reveal if you don't want to. this IS only a messageboard. if you choose to, hey, we're all friends here. or at least anonymous strangers, which is sometimes even better. if not, we'll just let it be our little secret. ta. mob.
I just had to record this one.
I dreamt that the new Radiohead album came out. My sister was about to put it into the stereo but i ran out of the room, not wanting to hear it. All I heard was a long drawn out tone with a few clicks on a drum.
Then it shifted into a Coachella dream. The field was really crowded and rolling, there were stages everywhere. I was really pissed off because some random emo band had replaced Crowded House.
I didn't sleep well.
you ever dream of going to take a piss and then you wake up the next morning with wet sheets...
I had this weird dream yesterday, it was set in a big house in the jungle (I was watching lost the previous evening) A big black dog was after me and some a couple of other people, it caught me is bit and severed the tendons of my ankles and wrists so that I could not move my limbs, then later in the dream, it bit my nuts off (not that I remeber experiencing it in the dream, I just kind of knew that it had) then when I woke up (in real life) my ass was sweating.
So tonight before I go to sleep I'm going to search for shotguns on the internet, here doggy!!
I had a dream that one day my children would live in a nation where they wouldn't be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
^M L King^ - Good effort all is not lost on this site.
hahah, well played Andrew.
I had a dream last night that I was in a post-apocalyptic theme park (that wasn't the theme of the park, the apocalypse had occurred) and the only way for me to escape the mutants who chased me was to ride increasingly dangerous roller coasters. The final one shot off the tracks and took me to the last camp of human civilization. I had passed their test. Roller Coasters.
when I dream, I dream of the stupidest shit. I seriously wake up pissed at myself for spending all my sleep energy to go on some lame melodrama adventure.
the last dream I had: David Beckham kills my neighbor by throwing him on a rose bush. He's not dead at first, but no one saves him so he dies. Then we come back to the house (me, backham and like 6 other people were in this huge house on a lake). I started to gave beckham shit for killing my neighbor.
Next thing I remember, I'm in 1940s Gangster Chicago. My friend from real life is there, dressed like a true gangster. he starts drooling on my bed and then I wake up.
What the hell would Freud have to say about that? I miss my reoccuring dream. When I was young, once a year, all the muppets from fraggle rock would come up from the ground, grab me out of bed and pull to me to Fraggle Rock where I would play for what felt like ages. I would do anything that get that dream back
300 commercials have been on recently to persuade people to buy the dvd. so of course i dreamt that there was this completely epic battle at my house where it was basically my family vs. the world, and all the weapons were old tyme like spears and shit.
of course from there my dream spiraled off into something completely unrelated and very, very unhappy and uncomfortable.
I always dream that my teeth keep falling off. Does anyone know what that might mean?
such early resignation.
I pick my battles. Even though this isn't a battle.
It sounds like something that would be in a Dali painting.
all my dreams are sad
No, I've never had dreams about Nirvana (none that I remember at least)...but all my dreams I can remember seem to be really personal and realistic and end heartbreaking...its weird.
when i was little i had this recurring dream that i was running around this great white expanse of nothingness being chased by a t-rex. invariably i would wish for somewhere to hide and then one of those hot dog street carts would appear so i'd crawl underneath. and then i'd laugh because the t-rex couldn't tip it over.
The eve of seeing Daft Punk in Berkeley I had two dreams. One was a dream where people were asking me how the show was and I couldn't tell them because I couldn't remember. The other was a dream where I recorded the whole show but then realized I forgot the batteries. Maybe I can predict the future because one of the dreams was kinda right.
I had this dream once that Daft Punk was playing at my house.
Grizzlys are deadbeats.
Gorillas love their kittens