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Monday, August 24th, 2009

Posted by:daddyfleshless.
Time:12:52 pm.
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Sunday, September 12th, 2004

Subject:Heya!
Posted by:traced_veins.
Time:8:33 pm.
Mood: amused.
Redmeatmolly suggested this place to me thru Gaia! *waves* Um....where should I start??? This LJ account I'm using is specifically for my dreams. *LoL* Wanna read those crazy dreams feel free to add me and I'll add ya back. ^^ o.0;; But I don't think everyone would appreciate it if I posted 14 posts of my dreams. *LoL* So I find it easier the other way. =P
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Subject:No more Mr. Nice Guy!
Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:11:30 am.
Mood: sore.
Whew. Long time no update.

I was having a dream that I was hanging out with everyone's favorite crazy bitch, Courtney Love. I was her babysitter or something. Instead of just Frances Bean, she and Kurt had two daughters. Of course, this is long after Kurt's dead... for some reason. We were stalking out one of Courtney's ex-boyfriend's house for some reason. I hid in some bathroom. For some reason there was a bed in the bathroom... and someone was under the covers. It was fucked up, because when they sat up, they were a corpse.

Please, don't ask me about the inner workings of my mind, 'cause I have no idea. My subconcious is warped.
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Sunday, July 11th, 2004

Subject:wake up!
Posted by:neonskygalore.
Time:9:41 pm.
i'm a fresh meat.. hi

i had a dream that i was a man kissing a man. well, no. but that would have been neat if it was real.

dreamt that i was fighting some type of monster underwater. then after that we have won. one of my friends got married. IS MY DREAM TRYING TO TELL ME SOMETHING? psychological problem, do i contain?

i would be glad if someone comment on this. thanks.
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Wednesday, June 9th, 2004

Posted by:sjh3585.
Time:10:30 pm.
I decided to go to Sears for some reason, and when I got there, it was closed, but people were able to walk around in the front area, for some reason...the lights were pretty much all out, too...And it seems like everybody was like a zombie, because nobody was talking. Joanne was there, and I felt all bad because I went home early today, due to feeling like shite.. she didn't say anything, though, because she was a zombie. Then everybody went home, like it was a play that had just ended.

On my way home, or wherever I was going, I was driving behind Santa Clause, riding a bike. And he was smoking a cigarette. I guess he was going too slow, because people kept passing me haha. Then we got to his destination, and it was like this weird dome thing, umm like.. it was upside down in the floor, yeah, and it was a classroom. Santa Clause took off his suit, and underneath it was a business suit, and I guess he was a teacher! The dome was cool, it was like painted black, and it had a bunch of white stars, like the night sky. Neato! So then I kept going.

There was this little girl that had been following me the whole time, and I think she was like a lesbian or something..lol...I don't know, it was weird.
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Saturday, May 8th, 2004

Subject:Happy happy joy joy!
Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:8:55 am.
Mood: sleepy.
Yesterday I was having some messed up dream that I was Bam Margera's nanny/personal assistant... so we were always hanging out together. And yes, he and his girlfriend Jen were married in my dream, and had a kid. And I lived at his house. Anyways, one day Bam confesses to me that he's in love with me. We're in his bedroom getting ready to do the nasty, when he's like, "Oh shit! Jen's coming! HIDE!" So I crawled under the bed, and she came in. She was like, "I'm beat!" so she got into bed. When I made sure the coast was clear, I crawled out from under the bed. End.

Today I started dreaming about that creepy fucker Milton. I dreamed that he IMed me and told me that he saw what I wrote about him in my journal. I was embarassed and felt slightly bad. But then he just starts going, "I'd hit it!" again.
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Thursday, May 6th, 2004

Subject:They're playing your song.
Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:6:35 pm.
Mood: amused.
These were so funny/strange that I had to post. I'm sure you all understand.

This morning I dreamed that I was in a slasher movie... I was going to a friend's house for a party, and we had all just started to show up. It was nighttime, of course. It was Halloween. So, we all started to show up at my girlfriend's house. There was about like, seven of us. Very small gathering, though there was plenty of sex, drugs, and booze. I started to roam around the house, when I found the body of one of my friends stuffed in the pantry. And then I turned around just in time to see another friend get stabbed right in the fucking head. I started running away, but there was the body of another friend blocking my path. I fell down in the blood, too. I eventually made it out of the house, even though the killer was still in hot pursuit. I was running down a long hill, and then I made it to the neighbors house. It didn't look like there were any lights on, but I kept pounding on the door, screaming for help. Then I woke up.

This afternoon I dreamed that my parents had converted our garage into a room for me. The whole room was empty except for my computer desk and computer. So I was surfing the Internet, talking to some girl who was like, "You're very curvy!" when I hear some loud noises coming from inside the house. So I wander inside, and suddenly everything goes all video game-y on me. Then I notice that zombies are attacking my family. I convieniently pick up a baseball bat that we just happened to have lying around... I started beating the shit out of those zombie scum right away. It turns out that the whole town was under zombie invasion. And for some reason, George Romero was there, and I was kicking so much ass, that he begged me not to kill him.
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Tuesday, May 4th, 2004

Subject:Wheeee! The dream machine leaked it's magical juice into my head again!
Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:1:00 pm.
Mood: groggy.
I was having a strange dream the other night. I dreamed that I was at Daniel's house, waiting for him... his parents didn't know where he was at or anything. I walk in and there's all these guys sitting in Daniel's big den/computer room, watching some screwed up movie on a projector. This one guy pukes all over the floor, and for some reason I accidentally sit down in it. So now I'm feeling awkward because I'm in Daniel's house and he's not there, I also have puke all over my ass. I wander off to the bathroom, only to discover that Daniel's mom has switched the order of the rooms. The room where the bathroom was is now Zack & David's room. The room where Zack & David's room is now the bathroom. (Of course, somehow their new bedroom was much larger, and the old room was much smaller) But anyway, I accidentally left the boys' bedroom door ajar, and his mom got pissy with me. I went to the bathroom and whatnot, then decided to wait outside in the street for Daniel. For some reason, the exterior of his house looked like my uncle's house in Colorado. Anyways, I'm waiting outside in the street, when Daniel is fucking speeding toward me at like, 80 mph. I manage to get out of the way, but then he crashes right into the front of his house. I run up to the wreckage and start screaming 'Daniel! DANIEL! Are you okay?!' But I think he was dead. Then I woke up.

I also had a strange dream about villains running amok in some place like Gotham City. But these were just about the cheesiest, worst villains EVER. Period.

Then today I had a bad dream that Daniel and I were fighting again. Pooh.
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Monday, May 3rd, 2004

Subject:Just a bad penny.
Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:10:20 pm.
Mood: bored.
I had a really convoluted dream this morning. I dreamed that I was in my house, and my dad brought home some kid that he works with (like he's always doing). I was sitting around, no make-up on, big t-shirt (which I'm wearing right now, oddly enough), sweatpants, you know... the usual. But this guy was really dweeby, so I wasn't concerned with impressing him. Then he starts talking to me about video games, and we really hit it off. (And for some reason, I was still in school in this dream, so bare with me) So he starts to pick me up from school every day. One day we end up going to Wal-Mart after school, and I was in my usual school clothes I tell him that I wanna pick something up and change clothes in there really quick. So I go inside, and this preppy girl I used to go to school with way back in Kansas is shoplifting hair dye and make-up. The stupid store manager decides to follow me around however, just because I look like a shady character. I told the manager that the other girl was shoplifting, and to check the fucking cameras. The manager just nodded at me, and I went to change clothes. I ended up going out to the parking lot and getting back into the dude's car. I was wearing a tiny black skirt, fishnets, combat boots, and a black t-shirt with a white skull on it. He was just like, "Uhhh... uhhm... *drool*". Then we went driving around for some reason.

Then I woke up with the covers kicked off me and my knees up to my chest. Don't you hate that? ..Or am I the only one that wakes up shivering in a fetal position?
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Thursday, April 29th, 2004

Subject:Our police are paranoid.
Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:3:00 pm.
Mood: amused.
I was having this God-awful dream that I was in some government facility, going through all sorts of messed up tests. One of the guys that was there, he was like an apprentice or something, he fell in love with me and warned me to get outta there. So he was helping me with everything. Eventually, I had to go through some sort of fucked up test where the goal was to hack through this horse's spinal cord while some guy shot arrows at me. I couldn't seem to cut through the cord, but managed to accidentally cut one of my hands. And one one of my toes. I was bleeding pretty badly. The government somehow decided I just wasn't what they were looking for, but they just left me to bleed to death. So the guy dude helped me escape.
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Wednesday, April 28th, 2004

Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:9:35 pm.
Mood: hyper.
Last night I dreamed that I had a baby. I named her something really crappy (that I would never name any child in real life), but other than that she was completely perfect in every way. She was just beautiful. She looked kinda like me, but with redder hair. I was just so proud of her, I took her everywhere, and never let her out of my sight.

Then I woke up and I was sad, because I realized that I do not have a baby. ..Stupid dreams.
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Sunday, April 25th, 2004

Subject:Sweet dreams are made of these.
Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:6:25 pm.
Mood: amused.
I dreamed that Daniel stripped his car down to a bunch of metal, and made all kinds of distortion pedals for his guitar... then he proceeded to walk all the way from Sparta to my house.

I also had a dream that I was slurping a large strawberry milkshake. (And in all fairness, that's not the only thing I slurp sometimes in my dreams)

I had some weird sexual dreams, brought on by hormones from PMS. Thank you very much, nature.
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Saturday, April 24th, 2004

Subject:Such a bad penny.
Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:8:05 pm.
Mood: bored.
I dreamed that I went to California to visit Heatherface, and she started being extremely mean to me for some reason. All I really wanted to do was go home.

I also had some very bad dreams about Kansas... and things that happened to me 'back in the day'. Even though I'm 850 miles away, I can't even escape my problems in my sleep. I dreamed about people who used to abuse me the worse.

Nothing else to possibly say.
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Friday, April 23rd, 2004

Posted by:sjh3585.
Time:10:28 am.
I was going to the Muse Concert.

My parents drove me to the airport, or at least it LOOKED like the airport, but maybe it was like some place where they'd have a concert. I don't know. When we got there, I realised that I didn't have the tickets, but it was ok, because we had like 5 hours anyway, so we went back home so I could get the tickets.

I was in my bathroom, and there was like a film of shit on the toilet seat? It was pretty gross, so I wiped it off. heh. Then Kristen appeared from out of the shower, it was kind of like her entrance or something, I don't know..lol. And then I guess she was coming to the concert, as well.

So then we left and went to the auditorium, which looked a LOT like the one in my highschool. Carlyn was going to come later, I guess. So there was an 18+ section, where I had tickets for, which was stupid, because there wasn't really anything SPECIAL about that section, and people who were under 18 could have probably gone, and sat in another section.

Kristen went up to give them her ticket, and I was worried that she didn't have an ID with her. I stayed in the back, because I was waiting for Carlyn, and I was worried that she wouldn't make it, even though it was MUSE, her favorite band! Then I found out that Metallica was going to be there (instead of Muse)!

I think my alarm went off shortly after that.
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Tuesday, April 20th, 2004

Posted by:sjh3585.
Time:5:18 pm.
I was at some store with somebody, and Tom #2 was the cashier..I found out through my friend, and I heard his dorky laugh..I don't think he really laughs like that, but his laugh is still dorky. So then I saw him, and he looked a LOT like the guy from the porn spam picture that I showed redmeatmolly yesterday..haha. I think I talked to him, but I don't remember any of the conversation, except that he laughed...yeah.
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Subject:I couldn't change, though I wanted to.
Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:2:20 pm.
Mood: thoughtful.
I was having this strange dream that there was a clone of Daniel who was in love with me, and wanted to marry me. Normally, I'd be repulsed at anyone wanting to marry me. But since it was a clone of Daniel, that automatically made everything okay. That clone was awfully affectionate, too. Hmm. That dream put me in the mood for cuddles, yo.

I also dreamed that Carl was my boyfriend.

After that, I dreamed that I was hanging out with Uma Thurman, Courtney Love, and Madonna. That was one of the best ever dreams. They all thought I was really cool, even though I'm obviously white trash. Huh.
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Sunday, April 18th, 2004

Subject:We are like the living dead, craving for deliverance.
Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:11:00 pm.
Mood:awake.
I have been having a lot of bad dreams about car wrecks lately. I should go look it up in my dream dictionary. I'll be right back. lol.

Well, that's nice. It told me to avoid travelling. And that my dreams are trying to warn me. Hmm. It's not like I really go anywhere anyhoo.
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Saturday, April 17th, 2004

Subject:Love's the funeral of hearts.
Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:11:20 pm.
Mood: cold.
I was having some really weird dreams.

I dreamed that Jack White was on like, every TV channel, talking about this drug addiction problem he has. He was talking about his cocaine addiction or something. Hahaha. I was like, "Dude, what the fuck is Jack White doing on every single channel?" And my mom's like, "Oh yeah, didn't you know? He's totally a drug addict." He probably is, too.

I also dreamed that some guy in HIM killed himself, and so another guy in HIM took a huge overdose of heroin on purpose. I was so shocked. It was all over the news and the radio. Ville Valo was on TV giving a statement, and I was like, "Oh fuck, man." I actually cried about it in the dream. I was secretly hoping that Ville wouldn't go off the deep-end and do something drastic, but I was also like, "Oh my God! How can they replace the great line-up?!" It was completely screwy.

I then dreamed that there was a little midget girl who kept insulting me, and eventually made me cry. I guess I should have looked where I was going, because I kept tripping over her. Hahaha. Damn short people.
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Friday, April 16th, 2004

Subject:Join me in death.
Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:12:05 pm.
Mood: nauseated.
I had some terrible dreams. My jealous streak is really getting the best of me. I should probably be in therapy for it alone.

I had a dream that my family was sitting in my living room, watching Faces of Death for some reason. It wasn't even that graphic, but it still weirded me out. I mean, it wasn't any Faces of Death that I'd ever seen, you could tell it was something that my imagination had come up with. But it was like, "Whoa! Jared shouldn't be watching this! He's only ten!"

I also dreamed that I went to California to visit Heatherface, but all I wanted to do when I got there was sit on her computer and talk to Daniel. Hahaha. Sadly, I can see that happening. Anyways, in the dream, Heather was really pissed. Finally, she had to go get on her parents computer and IM me just to get my attention. That's horrible.
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Thursday, April 15th, 2004

Subject:"How can I help you?"
Posted by:redmeatmolly.
Time:10:15 pm.
Mood: pissed off.
I was having some dream that Daniel and I went to some crappy little thrift shop in the town I was raised in Kansas. There were a lot of books there for cheap, so I was just randomly grabbing things. Suddenly, real life logic came into dream logic, and I remembered that yesterday at Pizza Hut I left a tip, and I rented a video for my family, so I didn't have any bills. I only had a buttload of change. I was hoping that I had two dollars and fifty cents in change to pay for my books, but figured that Daniel would help me out, until he says, "I'm broke as Hell." We found a secret room in the thrift shop that was some sort of shrine. There was a bed, and all these old perfume bottles, etc. We were like, "Oh shit, what the fuck?" Then Daniel says, "Hey, maybe we should lock the door and fuck." I started to say that it sounded like a good idea, when the flamboyantly gay proprietor of the shop showed up and told us to get out, that it was his dead mother's room. Then an awkward silence fell over us all. We just stood there for a few seconds, and then the guy says, "Well, I might as well show you around." It turns out that he has some weird bondage room, AND a radio station in the thrift shop. There was also a bunch of nazi propaganda. Daniel and I were both giving each other "WTF!" looks, and Daniel said, "Let's get the fuck outta here." And I said, "Okay! Let's go eat pizza, baby!" And he just smiled like an anime character and we ran away as fast as we could.

I'm afraid I'll meet someone like the gay thrift shop man.
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