Monday, September 26, 2005
Sept. 25, well, 26... 3AM
Merde. I just typed an amazingly long thing about languages and somehow it didn't get saved. Merde merde mierda!!!
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Sept. 25
Long, on-going, continually-returning-to dream last night involving my getting married to P, but we were on a camping trip with his whole family and not able to sleep together. Very frustrating.
At end, I'm running to go to some movie, have to pay 4 Euros, which are gold-colored oval-shaped coins. ???
At end, I'm running to go to some movie, have to pay 4 Euros, which are gold-colored oval-shaped coins. ???
Saturday, September 24, 2005
Sept. 24, 2005
Car Dream
Fell asleep around 7-7:30AM in between my husband's snores. Guess I was finally tired enough. Had quick and horrible dream. It was so real, I thought it had happened, til I woke up, thank god. I was going north on Wisconsin Ave. in Bethesda, near the East-West Highway turnoff, when I sort of plowed into the back of a car at a stoplight. I did hit it. This is instantly when I fall asleep. I am thrown to the bottom of the car on the passenger side. ??? I think, "Oh no, our new (new for us, 1999) car!! I didn't mean to." (Don't know how it happened.) I am trying to pull myself up by the steering wheel so I can see the damage, and I hear the car ahead of me crashing into the car ahead of it. I wake up. Boom. Short quick dream. I was so glad it was a dream and not real!
The rest of the night (rather, morning) I had such a weird dream that it doesn't bear elaborating. Bunch of us moving into a house with weird rooms and furniture, and people turning into unreal people with plastic caricature masks. And me trying to figure out how to undo it. Steve leaving me for some girl. Me trying to get him back to normal with a thread from a fancy suit he was wearing. Fighting with owner of place (George?) over undoing the spell. Trying to fly away from it all. Groan.
Fell asleep around 7-7:30AM in between my husband's snores. Guess I was finally tired enough. Had quick and horrible dream. It was so real, I thought it had happened, til I woke up, thank god. I was going north on Wisconsin Ave. in Bethesda, near the East-West Highway turnoff, when I sort of plowed into the back of a car at a stoplight. I did hit it. This is instantly when I fall asleep. I am thrown to the bottom of the car on the passenger side. ??? I think, "Oh no, our new (new for us, 1999) car!! I didn't mean to." (Don't know how it happened.) I am trying to pull myself up by the steering wheel so I can see the damage, and I hear the car ahead of me crashing into the car ahead of it. I wake up. Boom. Short quick dream. I was so glad it was a dream and not real!
The rest of the night (rather, morning) I had such a weird dream that it doesn't bear elaborating. Bunch of us moving into a house with weird rooms and furniture, and people turning into unreal people with plastic caricature masks. And me trying to figure out how to undo it. Steve leaving me for some girl. Me trying to get him back to normal with a thread from a fancy suit he was wearing. Fighting with owner of place (George?) over undoing the spell. Trying to fly away from it all. Groan.
Dream Blog
Sept. 22, 2005
Real life: I have have already lost 2 fingers from my left hand because of a car accident when I was 18. I dreamt I got half of the 2nd finger on the same hand hacked off somehow. Don't remember how it happened. For a while, I was carrying this part around. Not much blood. Then I stuck it back on, sort of, and was at a hospital. The nurse wanted to take the cut-off part away to do something with it... maybe prior to having it reattached --but I didn't want her to take it. I was afraid it wouldn't go back on. I told her I didn't want to have 3 stumps.
Later on, I was in some far part of a big university campus and wanted to go back near to the clinic where I had parked my car. I had to fly, but I had a hard time, as usual, getting back to the clinic area. Never did find the car, but I somehow stumbled onto a plot that was going on regarding children who were being starved so they would learn to speak Iran. That's what I called it in my dream. They speak Arabic? Anyway, the children learned really quickly because of the starvation. These were little children, and some of them were very very skinny. I guess they had resisted more. I was very concerned to tell someone about this and finally located some campus official and some Iranian big wig accompanying him. I begged and pleaded that they put a stop to this horrendous project. Not sure they listened or cared.
Real life: I have have already lost 2 fingers from my left hand because of a car accident when I was 18. I dreamt I got half of the 2nd finger on the same hand hacked off somehow. Don't remember how it happened. For a while, I was carrying this part around. Not much blood. Then I stuck it back on, sort of, and was at a hospital. The nurse wanted to take the cut-off part away to do something with it... maybe prior to having it reattached --but I didn't want her to take it. I was afraid it wouldn't go back on. I told her I didn't want to have 3 stumps.
Later on, I was in some far part of a big university campus and wanted to go back near to the clinic where I had parked my car. I had to fly, but I had a hard time, as usual, getting back to the clinic area. Never did find the car, but I somehow stumbled onto a plot that was going on regarding children who were being starved so they would learn to speak Iran. That's what I called it in my dream. They speak Arabic? Anyway, the children learned really quickly because of the starvation. These were little children, and some of them were very very skinny. I guess they had resisted more. I was very concerned to tell someone about this and finally located some campus official and some Iranian big wig accompanying him. I begged and pleaded that they put a stop to this horrendous project. Not sure they listened or cared.
