Monday, November 9, 2009
Posted by LDeSbian at 10:34 PM
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Last night's dreams were really weird. I won't give details about most of it but the one thing I will tell is that I was dating a Mexican. Not that that is bad, but he broke up with me. Yeah, HE broke up with me. I think it should have been the other way around. Just say'n.
Posted by LDeSbian at 5:24 PM
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Not much to tell about this dream, but a few months ago I had a dream about my roommate blessing the sacrament at church. I was sitting next to her parents when they noticed that their daughter was blessing the sacrament. She blessed it, said "amen" then her parents looked at me and went off about the status of her car.
Posted by LDeSbian at 12:03 AM
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
If our government finds out about the dream I had last night, I'm sure to be invited to the White House for a chit chat in the Oval office while enjoying a cold Pabst beer with the Commander in Chief himself. Then I'll be escorted to Area 51 where they will suck my memory out of my brain and leave me on the side of ol' Route 66 in Arizona. And last night's dream explains why.
Posted by LDeSbian at 8:53 PM
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Last night's dream was random. Wait, all of my dreams are random. I really wish a professional could tell me what these mean.
Posted by LDeSbian at 9:58 PM
Monday, November 2, 2009
Last night during the 3-4 hours of sleep I managed to get, I went to Croatia. My sister and I (yup Carrie, you've made my dreams twice in one week) decided to go on vacation. Carrie called me and said, "pack up, we leave in the morning". Well for some reason I had no idea where we were going and only knew it was somewhere far away.
As we arrived in Croatia, which didn't look a thing like the picture shown here, I soon realized I had forgotten my passport. Not only that, but Croatia was currently under Communist law and was a bit unstable. Carrie started yelling at me, which I didn't need to hear because I already knew I was in trouble and would probably end up on some Tijuana type prison for months, even years. I had visions of my country having to step in, send an ambassador and try their hardest to get me out. My only hope is that Bill Clinton was they guy they'd send because I knew he could do the job.
Carrie and I decided to try and contact the US Embassy, which never happened. So we decided to enjoy our vacation until I was sent to prison. We stayed at some poor families home, ate their food and didn't dare leave the house because of fighting in the streets. This meant enjoying our vacation was not going to happen. Fortunately for me I woke up before I was hauled off to prison.
What this dream means is beyond me! I'm pretty sure I won't be going a foreign land anytime soon but if I do I'll not forget my passport.
Posted by LDeSbian at 2:04 PM
Monday, October 26, 2009
Last night I had a dream I was at a intimate Tori Amos concert with my sister, Carrie. I walked into a small venue where Tori (my fav) was playing and stood next to my sister. I was so excited to be at yet another concert of Tori's.
Posted by LDeSbian at 12:13 AM