Thursday, August 26, 2010

Recent bad dreams

I had a "bad" dream: bums were underneath my apartment in the crawlspace drinking.
report in with your recent dreams. bad or otherwise.




I was a secret agent. Was a surprisingly awesome if f**king retarded dream.

dreams are gay and ur gay for having them

My dreams are confusing and irrational and often make me question my sanity but I seem to forget them after 5 minutes of waking up

My front tooth was slowly migrating backwards across the roof of my mouth. It was very painful, and goddamn terrifying.
I have recurring teeth dreams.

My dreams are confusing and irrational and often make me question my sanity but I seem to forget them after 5 minutes of waking up

Yeah dude, all dreams are like that.

I slept for 15 minutes, then woke up with the intense desire to suck off another dude.
I ended up jerking off to a video of a guy being f**ked by a pneumatic clear fleshlight.

I had a dream that I was at work, and my headphones accidentally came unplugged from my computer. Everyone heard my music for hours, but said nothing until one guy made fun of me for looping "Summertime Clothes" by Animal Collective.
For some reason this is one of the worst dreams I've ever had. It was so embarrassing!

I slept for 15 minutes, then woke up with the intense desire to suck off another dude.
I ended up jerking off to a video of a guy being f**ked by a pneumatic clear fleshlight.

Man, that sh*t happens to me too. I wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat and immediately go to the bathroom and start shoving things in my ass. This usually only happens after a really good workout, but I have no idea why that causes 30-minute midnight gayness.

Snake people had taken over an amusement part and turned all the actors, rides, and machines into things like mechanical spiders that harvested people that visited the park. People were harvested to be made into cheese for an intergalactic species whose delicacy was human cheese.

I had a dream where I was in an action comedy with Sean William Scott. A lot of sh*t happened that I won't go into, but by the end I was finally able to rest my head on my supposed girlfriend and pull her close. She looked like a mix between Summer Glau and Kristen Kreuk. I blame /tv/ for the Summer Glau part.

For the last two nights I've had dreams where me and a bunch of my friends all gather to film a porno. I'm the one mostly in charge, and when it's time to shoot the action, I have to go check on something in the other room...so I never get to see my friend's tits.


Man, that sh*t happens to me too. I wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat and immediately go to the bathroom and start shoving things in my ass. This usually only happens after a really good workout, but I have no idea why that causes 30-minute midnight gayness.

I think midnight gayness must be something like "driving from the back seat". A terribly common, but oft-discussed dream.

I like dreaming. I never feel afraid, but they're often banal.
The latest one I remember was me finding a new apartment in town and having to share it with two other dudes. They had some cats. Old wooden furniture and stuff.
The last one before that I remember of any detail was a combination of Jurassic Park and Alien. These monsters got out at this laboratory/business building. I was running away from them and keeping this girl safe. The building was like an airport or something. Lots of glass and pretty plants and sh*t. I could do some parkour sh*t easily. Jumping off banisters and swinging into lower levels. Running fast.
I think I was also black.

as I came across this thread the song I had playing was going "I CAN'T SEEM TO REMEMBER MY DREAMS LATELY"
appropriate

I had a dream recently were I had a sweet ass lumberjack/nord style beard, and I remember just looking at it for awhile in the dream. The best I can do irl is sh*tty scruffy look that is mostly neck and barely reaches where normal men wear their beards.

I drove my car into the middle of an intersection and fell asleep.
Then I woke up and drove into a school zone, and ran over the forearm of a kid who was laying down near a street crossing.
After that I went to the video shop to get a Wagon Wheel but they had run out. Felt bad man.

My last dream I can remember was me and my recent ex were walking around in a park and decided to run up this hill to a flat area higher up, there was colored fog, changing in color every few feet or so. Me and her ran through this colored fog laughing and generally having a f**king blast. When we got tired and out of the fog we looked each other in the eyes and hugged lovingly. It was wonderful and it made me happy I was with her again, and then I woke up, sad and depressed again. God damn I miss her. ;-;

I had a dream recently were I had a sweet ass lumberjack/nord style beard, and I remember just looking at it for awhile in the dream. The best I can do irl is sh*tty scruffy look that is mostly neck and barely reaches where normal men wear their beards.

>sh*tty scruffy look that is mostly neck
Slightly off topic, but does it actually grow on your neck?
Because my beard ends when my chin meets my actual neck.


>sh*tty scruffy look that is mostly neck
Slightly off topic, but does it actually grow on your neck?
Because my beard ends when my chin meets my actual neck.

Past my Adam's apple. I almost have the reverse of your beard.

dreams are gay and ur gay for having them

but i'm actually gay :(


Past my Adam's apple. I almost have the reverse of your beard.

I thought I had the same problem as you but mines seems to end at my adams apple. I can't seem to get anything above my god damn jaw line. Sh*t sucks man.


I thought I had the same problem as you but mines seems to end at my adams apple. I can't seem to get anything above my god damn jaw line. Sh*t sucks man.

Wait, what?
You have beard that ends at your Adam's apple but also thins out at your jawline?
Between my jaw and the top of my Adam's apple is like an inch.

So I had to return some stuff to this giant mega corporations store front. It was like walmart, but not walmart.
I went to the customer service desk and there was this middle aged guy. And I told him I needed to return my bag of stuff. He said that I needed to exchange my American money for the in store currency before I could do that. I asked how I would do that and he got all pissy. He asked if this is how I acted in a professional environment and told me I wouldn't get anywhere in life if I behaved like I was. Then I told him that was none of his business then he sat back in his chair and got a really dirty look on his face. Then these 3 annoying employees of the store (in their thirties) 2 guys one girl came in the customer service section chatting and the girl came up and garbed my headphones and said "Can I have these" as she ran off with them, then the 2 guy started going through my stuff, so I grabed what I had left and ran out the store.
Sh*t sucked.

The best~ dreams are when i die.
My best dream was about me running away from armed forces on a flat farm-like terrain but they eventually cornered me with soldiers and tanks.
They were all there for me, the soldiers and the tanks, telling me to not move. So i resigned and i tried to run away but then i am shot in the head with a bullet again and again. It didn't hurt or anything, but i fell to the ground.
Why don't dreams just continue after you die? I heard dreams are situation similators to prepare yourself, it's an evolutionary adviceantage. After you die, well, i guess there's nothing else to simulate?


Wait, what?
You have beard that ends at your Adam's apple but also thins out at your jawline?
Between my jaw and the top of my Adam's apple is like an inch.

A quick google search of neckbeard brings this up, I believe its fairly accurate. Squiggly line added to mute.

The literal definition doesn't matter. If you're ever yelled at someone for mixing up Star Wars and Star Trek, then you are a neckbeard.

I had a real bad nightmare a few days ago.
In the dream, I was going around the country to each of my former friends' houses, particularly the ones that I haven't seen or spoken to for the past 5+ years. When I pulled up to their houses, what I'd do was lace cyanide with some punch and served it to them. I stood there watching each of them die, and I had no remorse for it. However, I attended each person's funeral and reminisced deeply in some f**ked up way, thinking back about our past and wishing that I had spent more time with them. When I woke up, I was working up a sweat and had tears in my eyes. I had never felt so lonely like I did then. Made me really wonder about their lives and what they're doing now.

I usually forget my dreams, but I know I had an awesome one cause I remember being disappointed that I woke up. Sometimes I wish I had bad dreams so I would feel better about getting out of bed.

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