Dreams

[ch00beh]

i had a dream that i was a corgi cam it was amazing

[ch00beh]

i had a dream that biscuit posted and now i'm deeply disappointed

[Krazy Glue]

I'm on very strong medication, so I keep getting some fucked up dreams, but occasionally I make notes about them. Highlights from this week's dreams.

- "then they turned into a zombie so i stabbed them in the head and went back to the bar to get the next round"
- swimming in energy drink, followed by a tequila jacuzzi
- being at work but my patient was an octopus (i fix backs for a living)
- "there were 3 Blink's (my cat) all scratching at the window, and 2 more on the ceiling"
- hiding under the RV while negan was using lucille going "i knew it"

I need to stop watching so much walking dead...

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Some strange creature was being chased after by these monsters and was more-or-less doomed to die. However it had learned some code that could send it back in time to a specific point in time. It used that to avoid the monsters for awhile by leaping from rock to rock, knocking stuff over if necessary, so that it could stay out of reach and keep jumping, only being on the ground for a very short amount of time and even then usually jumping from object to object. Eventually the monsters would lose it but find it ages later. Finally though, after living a long life of comfort by avoiding them, it became too fat and wasn't able to continue jumping properly I don't entirely know what happened at that point, but from what I could tell, having watched it, it wasn't going to be good.

I lived in some small town in the middle of nowhere. I had, at some point in time, remarried (or at least been with someone else) as I, and a bunch of other people in town for some reason, had a whole bunch of half-asian kids. My eldest daughter was smart as ever, but someone else had this 4 year old who was a certified genius. I eventually went to some fair or something and wandered through an arcade into a weight room into a high school gym and got super lost and couldn't find my way back out. So I went to go through the locked down part of the school instead, but with little luck until I met a little black boy (who had to have been about 6-7 years old) named William. When he got me to the front of the school I thanked him, I tried to thank him and addressed him as Will and held my hand out to take a friendly high-five, He instead grabbed my hand, insisted on a hand-shake and that I call him William. Then the principal came over and I was afraid that I was going to be in trouble for trespassing but it seemed only William was in trouble (even then not very much) so I left and found myself around a bunch of people I graduated with. They were screwing around with some merchandise in Walmart and eventually one of them, an actual idiot who had some learning defficiencies, broke something and didn't fully realize it until everyone else basically broke it down to nothing but one giant shard and some fine ones. One guy got jammed in the finger with a small one and bled a bit and then they started screwing around with the larger one, poking it through different things. I eventually went away from them and found my way down to my dad's old house where I thought about what would happen if I took the glass powder and jammed it into a keyhole, until I got a hold of my dead. I chatted with him and then went to climb into his vehicle, where my backpack was in the front seat, and right behind it, is this small shi-tzu puppy that vaguely resembles my grandmother's old dog, to the point I actually ask if it was a replacement. Never got an answer to that as I woke up when I started pulling it out from my behind my stuff by its collar (somewhat gently mind you).

[ch00beh]

I had a dream about a slapstick movie staring John c Reilly and Steve buscemi as two of the last American GIs in the imperialist French countryside called Dogbreakers. The Dogbreakers were an underground railroad who showed their loyalty to freedom with no dogs allowed signs where the red x over the dogs was whitewashed out. I woke up when a large Frenchman named Jean beat up a Nazi.