Dream 11-17-06

I kept waking up. All I remember is continually going back to a large circular room. There were a few people in black robes standing at certain points around the perimeter. I never found out who they were or why I was there because I kept waking up.

Dream 11-13-06

I almost had a fling with Brad Garret, but mom barged in ruining the mood. Then I ended up in the all familiar 3rd floor apartment. It was mostly empty and there were zombies outside. I was adjusting a window and saw a normal couple wandering around outside. I pulled back, hoping they didn't see me, but I knew they did. moments later they came in through the rights die window. I scrambled to put the window back in. It was one of those side-sliding deals. The glass and screens had popped out. I was popping them back in and saw a zombie climbing up the tree across from me. I tried to pull back and run, but he lunged right for the window.

Dream 11-12-06

I was wandering around some caves. looking for something. Don't remember what, though.

Dream 11-09-06

After arguing with someone about computers, I left. wherever I was it was dark outside. I went to another town, not sure if I lived there or just stayed there sometimes. I was riding my motorcycle down the dirt roads enjoying the fresh air.

Then everything changed. It grew dark and I was in a closed in part of town. My motorcycle quit working and became dilapidated. I needed some money for a place to stay. Luckily I ran into a buddy that was willing to help me out. He knew a guy who'd pay money for my bike and helped me push it there. I told the guy it was only a loan and that I'd be back.

Then we went deeper into town to a guy with extra rooms. When we got there the place was a mess and so was he. We tried to help him, but he didn't want any. Luckily the sun was coming back up so I could leave.

The thing that really struck me was the colors. Even at night they were so vivid. It was night. I was at a store. I had picked up something but don’t' remember what. There was a lady by the self-checkout fiddling with her purse. I went in front of her figuring I'd fly through with my one item.

Just my luck, she becomes irate and then the machine freaks out. I'm pushing all the right buttons but nothing's happening. I turn and scream at the lady to hold on a damn minute and finally the machine works. Finally I'm out in the parking lot. I head straight for my car and lock myself inside.

Dream 11-07-06

I was in school trying to just get by. I was part of a group (not sure what we did exactly), but barely. We were in a small apartment building "on-campus" that was co-ed. Somehow I ended up being the only one in there when a maniac showed up and started smashing everything. I tried to hide in the bathroom, but he knocked down the door and dragged me out. He stripped off my clothes and tied me to a chair. I don't remember how I got away.

I worked with some special-ed kids for a while, but I sucked at that and most of them hated me too. I took to sleeping in an abandoned carnival just to be left alone. Then I hooked up with Brandon Frasier. he had a girlfriend, but she was fucking my boyfriend (ex by that point). Things were good for a while except he was very neurotic about his schedule. I tried seducing him on a "non-sex" day and his penis was all dry . . . like the thing had been dehydrated.

I went to class, tried to pick a seat away from everybody, but ended up next to a snobby black girl. She had a magazine she slip over. I glanced down for a split second before I realized there was someone on my other side as well. For that she was about to tell the teacher that she "just couldn't deal with this." I told her to forget it and left.

I went back to the carnival, somehow making it past about 30 gang bangers wearing yellow. Then I found out that Brandon was leaving me for his ex. Never got a clear answer for why. That was the last straw. I fought her, beat her easily, tied her up and gave her to the gang bangers as a peace offering and "thank you" for letting me by. Told 'em to take care cuz if she got away that was it. She did. I was glad she did, knew she would. I only wanted to scare her.

Dream 11-05-06

On the road again. I've traveled this dusty, old highway in many dreams. This time I had a map. For all the good it did me when I lost my car. Not sure how it happened, just that all of a sudden I was with a girlfriend hitching a ride on some kind of military minibus. She was a thrill seeker and wanted to 'ridealong' on one of the jeeps with a gun turret. The driver looked at me; when I shook my head "no" he made the thing disappear. For some unknown reason this triggered the idea to rewind time along the way. This was purely visual, worked only on a small are, and nothing could be done to change what I saw. Which wasn't much, mostly. There was a part along the highway where I saw an older couple walking along and were hit by a falling tree. What struck me was that it appeared to have been done on purpose.

Not long after I found myself at a familiar little trailer. I'm not sure who I knew that lived there, but it was empty now. I "remembered" an explosion and wanted to know more. I held my left hand as a bowl and turned my right in a "rewind" motion. I didn't notice any change on the outside and after a while I just stopped and went inside. It was empty, looked brand new. Somehow I had a glass of milk in my hand from which I was drinking. I found I could walk around within this past viewing. Only thing I saw with any clarity was someone fiddling with the fuse box.

Dream 11-04-06

I was at a party in New York, I was the girlfriend of a mob guy. For the most part he was real sweet. After the party he decided he wanted to walk home. It was dark, but I agreed.

At one point I mentioned wanting to take him down to Texas so he could see how pretty the buildings were when they were lit up. I assume I meant Dallas, or Austin. He became upset as though I offended him. We walked on in silence and soon I realized we were making a big circle. I was pretty sure we were lost, since the sun was now coming up, but said nothing.

Shortly we came back by his parent's house where the party had been. his mother was just getting into a car and I ran up and asked her for a ride, reluctantly my boyfriend followed. As she pulled out, she nearly ran into a pile of cars also leaving the party late.

I'm not sure exactly what happened next, but I ended up in the back of a pick-up truck full of stuff being chased by one of his brothers. I grabbed some kind of plate (heavy) and chunked it at his windshield, caught him right in the throat. A few times I ducked down behind some boxes to dodge gunfire. I threw some more boxes and things and he finally gave up the hunt.

I thought my troubles were over, but somehow the truck driver managed to drive us onto a plantation. Last thing I heard was "your wit will not help you out of here", but it was not directed at me.



I remember a huge warehouse, subdivided into shelves and sections that were like open classrooms. It was the sort of environment where everyone more or less got along, friendly challenges and jesting were common. It was nice. I think there were also ghosts about.