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Oct. 29th, 2007 12:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
badstarIn a considerably better mood today. I had a series of strange dreams last night, the main one involved me being both the player of and a character in some game. I started out standing in front of the door to an apartment, when I reached in my pocket, the key was there. Before I opened the door, I was safe, but once the door was open, at any point, the villain of the game could come and chase me down...it could be a matter of seconds, or of much longer before he did. But I had to go into the apartment and collect an envelope with a key to another room, or building, or something, and then get out of there and on to the next place. I could also collect different items, which I would have to give to other people as part of the game (A sweater, a basket, and a DVD were all some such items. I had to carry them in my bare hands while running around.) Typical of my dreams that involve places of dwelling, this apartment was pretty spectacular and I wouldn't mind living there. (Actually, one of my later dreams did also take place in that apartment, and I was living there at the time...lol)
So sometimes this guy would catch me while I was still in the apartment, other times I would get to other places and collect other items and keys before getting caught. According to the game, once caught, I was "dead" but the game always just started over from there.
In the other dream taking place here , I was engaged to someone, and holding a party for both of our families. His mother and sister were royal bitches that treated me like I was completely below them, and they brought some unknown guest with them who came up to me and asked if I was a member of the catering staff, and demanded that I fix her something to eat. I informed her that It was my place, and I was hosting the party, and food was being served buffet-style and I was getting everything set out at the moment. I offered her a snack for the moment, but she turned it down and walked away. The mother-in-law to be started making snide comments about a cake that I was slicing, and how I was so inferior, her daughter standing off to the side snickering at her every word. I turned and informed them that it was my place and if they had a problem with something, they could leave, and that I was sick of the way they treated me.
Then one of my brothers came up and wanted to slice another cake (there were a lot of cakes, and some other food items, and a big bowl of flowers in the middle of the table.) with....well, it wasn't a knife. It looked like a wall decoration or something, it was this scrolling, swirling piece of silver- it was really pretty actually, but it wasn't a knife. My mom comes up and takes it away and tells him not to do that, and that this...whatever it was...was for cutting something else, but definitely not for that particular cake.
People kept bringing what looked like single slices of cake, but those single slices were the size of whole cakes themselves. So I had to figure out how to cut them. I decided to do so width-wise instead of lengthwise. Then arranged the cakes along two edges of the table. At some point in the cake slicing and arranging process, I woke up.
I dunno. My brain is weird.
I go back to work today. This whole daylight savings time thing has me all messed up. I say we should eliminate it all together. Yeah, that's it.
So sometimes this guy would catch me while I was still in the apartment, other times I would get to other places and collect other items and keys before getting caught. According to the game, once caught, I was "dead" but the game always just started over from there.
In the other dream taking place here , I was engaged to someone, and holding a party for both of our families. His mother and sister were royal bitches that treated me like I was completely below them, and they brought some unknown guest with them who came up to me and asked if I was a member of the catering staff, and demanded that I fix her something to eat. I informed her that It was my place, and I was hosting the party, and food was being served buffet-style and I was getting everything set out at the moment. I offered her a snack for the moment, but she turned it down and walked away. The mother-in-law to be started making snide comments about a cake that I was slicing, and how I was so inferior, her daughter standing off to the side snickering at her every word. I turned and informed them that it was my place and if they had a problem with something, they could leave, and that I was sick of the way they treated me.
Then one of my brothers came up and wanted to slice another cake (there were a lot of cakes, and some other food items, and a big bowl of flowers in the middle of the table.) with....well, it wasn't a knife. It looked like a wall decoration or something, it was this scrolling, swirling piece of silver- it was really pretty actually, but it wasn't a knife. My mom comes up and takes it away and tells him not to do that, and that this...whatever it was...was for cutting something else, but definitely not for that particular cake.
People kept bringing what looked like single slices of cake, but those single slices were the size of whole cakes themselves. So I had to figure out how to cut them. I decided to do so width-wise instead of lengthwise. Then arranged the cakes along two edges of the table. At some point in the cake slicing and arranging process, I woke up.
I dunno. My brain is weird.
I go back to work today. This whole daylight savings time thing has me all messed up. I say we should eliminate it all together. Yeah, that's it.
