Dreams...

[telophase]

yhlee was in my dreams last night: I was, for some reason I'm sure was really important at the time, making a short series of videos axbout ... something or other, to help solve some sort of mystery. I needed a picture for the wall - I had the frame and mat already, and they were large, with a very small window in the mat, so I asked yhlee to paint me a landscape on an index card. She agreed, and as I was telling her what I needed from it "...a tall tree over on the left, and a stream flowing into the distance on the right..." Sora jumped up onto the bed with a toy, as he is wont to do, and started playing with it on top of my legs, so I woke up with the confused certainty that yhlee was fighting with Sora on top of me.

After falling back to sleep, the dream more-or-less continued, but I don't remember much more of it except that at one point I was attending a lecture where the speaker was discussing mysteries and murder in stories and someone in the audience asked "what about a poisoned petit-four falling into a cybernetic cup of tea?" and the speaker laughed and said the audience was ahead of him.

(The other day I woke up with the phrase "...then wolves got into the house" floating in my head. No other context. Hm.)

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Sora's response is: fd]]]r\6uplnjb\uy777778888888888888


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Dinner last night was good - meat coma. :) And now I feel the need for greeeeeeeeeen in my diet. :)

Comments

[mystcrave.livejournal.com]

You're the only person who makes my dreams seem semi-normal. (Mine invariably end with the appearance of aliens or vampires. Usually, one of the minor actors in the dream announces their imminent arrival--"here they come" or "we're all going to die now." I'm usually really pissed off about this, but sometimes I think, "well, it's about time.")

[telophase.livejournal.com]

The majority of my dreams tend to be less coherent, or fade quickly upon waking. I don't think I've ever had aliens or vampires, although I've occasionally had zombies. Most memorably, one I had twice - I was in some sort of forest or jungle with a crew of people, and the forest floor was covered in these things that looked like 45 rpm records, only large so that the hole in the middle of the spinning disc was large enough to fit a human, and the zombies would come up out of them and we had to run around hitting them like some sort of crazed real-life version of Whack-A-Mole.