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Sep. 5th, 2005 04:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bardic_ladyThree dreams while napping.
1) I'm about seventeen (And possibly one of my cousins) and I've snuck away from my family to elope with this incredibly wealthy, very unattractive and dwarfish eighty year old man. We're in a very very plush honeymoon suite and I'm wearing not very much and there's champagne that tastes like honey. Which is creepy enough on its own, but there's also a girl (maybe younger than dream!me) who keeps coming in with other people who are going to teach me how to kiss.
2)It's my cousin's birthday and we're at a little party at my aunt and uncle's house. Not her parents, my other aunt and uncle. I'm showing my new computer off to my aunt and she keeps having to go away because of her chemo. My cousin has made a huge Happy Birthday banner, which everyone says is written in Japanese but it's a strange symbol alphabet I've never seen. There's an odd character that looks kind of like a giant squid and when she reads the banner, each of the character's tentacles becomes a gray tube and attaches itself to one of the people at the party and something has to happen for them to come off so we can leave. We start washing dishes and my cousin puts the waffle iron in the sink which is apparently a capital crime. This one ends with me falling asleep on one of the leather couches with her dad and there's a paper with ancient Roman ways to repel unwanted sexual advances. (Are we feeling a trend in today's nightmares?)
3) I'm in a marching band and we're like...the back-up band, because we're not good enough to be the real band. This one was very vivid and very disjointed. There was something about cheating on a test using clothespins, being filmed and goofing off in front of the camera, something about having to walk home from about twenty miles away from home, trying to get a job with about ten UPS people at a gas station, having $7 to my name, a creepy weird version of a guy who actually isn't creepy and weird following me partway home, and ending up briefly in Saturday night's nightmares about exploding things.
Damn. Someone tell my subconcious to shut up...
1) I'm about seventeen (And possibly one of my cousins) and I've snuck away from my family to elope with this incredibly wealthy, very unattractive and dwarfish eighty year old man. We're in a very very plush honeymoon suite and I'm wearing not very much and there's champagne that tastes like honey. Which is creepy enough on its own, but there's also a girl (maybe younger than dream!me) who keeps coming in with other people who are going to teach me how to kiss.
2)It's my cousin's birthday and we're at a little party at my aunt and uncle's house. Not her parents, my other aunt and uncle. I'm showing my new computer off to my aunt and she keeps having to go away because of her chemo. My cousin has made a huge Happy Birthday banner, which everyone says is written in Japanese but it's a strange symbol alphabet I've never seen. There's an odd character that looks kind of like a giant squid and when she reads the banner, each of the character's tentacles becomes a gray tube and attaches itself to one of the people at the party and something has to happen for them to come off so we can leave. We start washing dishes and my cousin puts the waffle iron in the sink which is apparently a capital crime. This one ends with me falling asleep on one of the leather couches with her dad and there's a paper with ancient Roman ways to repel unwanted sexual advances. (Are we feeling a trend in today's nightmares?)
3) I'm in a marching band and we're like...the back-up band, because we're not good enough to be the real band. This one was very vivid and very disjointed. There was something about cheating on a test using clothespins, being filmed and goofing off in front of the camera, something about having to walk home from about twenty miles away from home, trying to get a job with about ten UPS people at a gas station, having $7 to my name, a creepy weird version of a guy who actually isn't creepy and weird following me partway home, and ending up briefly in Saturday night's nightmares about exploding things.
Damn. Someone tell my subconcious to shut up...
