Out the Window You Go

I had a dream that I told a man that the office room in the house was so ugly because the computer was off, the windows were closed and the room just looked dead. He got very mad at me and came over to yell at me. I spit my toothpaste foam in his face then tried to trip him with the office chair. He lost his balance and out the window he went.

Skydiving with Trashbags

I dreamt that I was going skydiving. We all had big black trashbags that were our parachutes. The freefall was awesome. Then the trashbags ballooned open and we floated nicely to the ground. At the end, I picked up the extra trashbags, because I wanted to recycle them. I can always use extra trash bags....

Tini is a Vampire

Tini and her friends were vampires. I was told by an exercist that I had to "get the souls out" and then I would be ok. If I were to be bitten before I got the souls out, then I would be in big trouble. So as I was turning around to ask Tini a question... she bit my hand. Then I knew that I was in trouble. Then I woke up and found the real Tini laying on my right shoulder.... I was scared of her. I tried to remind myself that it was just a dream, but I was still scared.

Bentley Bloats

Bentley was all bloated out like a balloon... I took him into the hospital and my friend Jesse tubed him. As the tube entered his stomach a large amount of air came flubbering out - much like a burp. I remember feeling relieved, but everyone kept telling me "we're not out of the woods yet" and I just kept crying and crying. I think I was even crying in real life.

Tini seizures

Tini was walking with a very unusual gait. She was walking with hyperreflexive steps and was very ataxic. She fell over on her side and started shaking.... but she was mentally aware of what was going on. She was even still trying to get to her toy which was just barely out of reach.

Stealing directions & Equine Doctor

Josh and I were pulling into a gas station.  I knew we were late for whatever it was that we were going to, but we still needed gas.  As Josh stood between his car and the gas pump, some little punk of a girl walked between his car and gas pump, bumping into him.  I yelled out the window to her and said "Excuse you," and she looked at me as if we were at fault... for standing in that spot that she wanted to walk.  So she keeps that crunched up face look and comes to my side of the window to continue to yell at me.  I just turned my head away from here and didn't pay attention to her. She didn't like that one bit.  Well... Josh wanted to make sure we wouldn't be any later than we already were so he asked this punk for directions. She wrote them down on a piece of paper for  him, but for some reason he let her keep the paper.  I didn't know this until we were already turned around and ready to leave.... then I asked him where the directions were and he said "she has them."  I was so upset that I threw an oreo at him, which he threw back at me. I remember brushing oreo off my blue shirt in the dream.  I saw where her and her friends had been sitting down at some picinc tables and I saw the instructions  all wadded up on her folder.  I jumped out of the carriage (yes, now we're riding in a carriage) and ran over and pulled the instructions off her folder. As I was doing this, her punk friend was running back to the kitchen yelling "that girls got your papuh! that girls got your papuh!!"  I knocked her folder on the floor as I picked up the paper, and a nice girl picked it up for me, so I put it back on the table and ran back to the carriage. I said to Josh "we have to go NOW" so we burst through the doors, but then he needed to tie his shoe so I took hold of the reigns and told him not to look back. 

Dr. G was making everyone upset.  He had on a yellow shirt.  He was yelling and stomping around.  I took a cookie sheet and put peanut butter on it and went to hit him in the head with it.  I bonked him on the head 3 times until he sat down.  He told me that was a stupid thing I did: to hit someone in the head at such close range.  I then woke up, but I imagine that the rest of the dream would have included me body slamming him. 

Twitter

I had a dream I was a twitterer.  oh dear.....