Current mood:

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I have to finnish four RPG games before I go to college....
~Don't talk to him! He's from the marines! The MARINES!!~ Monkey D. Luffy, One Piece Manga

I dreamt a number of things last night.

1. I was Eduardo Riviera from Extreme Ghostbusters. Some girl I apparently liked just died. There were a few of us who liked her, all stuck in this room in this building that looked like my house, but the interior was all wrong. And we really wanted to save her. So being the soppy romantic and desperate guy that I tend to be in my dreams, I offered to go out and get it. ('IT' here is crucial in saving this...dead...girl, but I don't know if it was an item or a guy or if it was an action (ie. killing the villian) so just play along. It's a dream, there's no such thing as logic in the land of poppies.) Going out to get 'it' means bending the metal bars on the windows (one of the other guys who liked her did this for me. Eduardo's too skinny to manage something like that) and jumping off the roof...witout getting caught. This was accomplished with a lot of screaming (the dudes were teasing me for screaming like a girl. I wonder how I managed not to get caught.) And I vaguely remember my dad being the villian. Anything else that happened in the dream was too discontinuous and blurry to recall.
   
   After waking up from that and falling asleep again, I had another dream
   
   
2. There was this ugly fat woman in a white wedding dress, who was about to get married (hence the wedding dress) to this kinda cute guy. I think Saf would have liked him. He's not my general idea of a cute guy. (he's european looking for one thing) but yeah, still quite good looking. He wasn't very thrilled about getting married to this loud, obnoxious, fat and ugly woman though, and she was only doing it for the money...or the fame...or something, I can't remember now, but she didn't love him. So he decided to go rock climbing to de-stress himself. And I followed him. I wonder why....I don't think I existed in the dream until that very moment. So I went rock climbing with him and we chatted. There were ten steps to the top, and by the time I got to the ninth, something occured to me. He'd already finnished and was standing at the top looking down at me.
   
                         Dea: Hey, umm...am I wearing the strappy string thing? (cos I couldn't see to make sure myself)
                         Him: What strappy string thing?
                         Dea: The one that's supposed to protect me from falling....
                         Him: No.
                         Dea: Why not?
                         Him: Cos junior/inexperienced climbers don't need to wear that.
                         Dea: WHAT?? Then, what if I fall????
                         Him: Oh...do you want me to get one for you?
                         Dea: YES!
   
   So he went off to get it for me...and there I was dangling HIGH up, without no safety nothing, and I thought I was gonna fall, so I climbed back down, except I missed the lowest footing and fell anyway, about 3 inches...but I landed flat on my back. And I lay there until he came back. I'm not sure why...I think I was severly injured....though it didn't hurt at all. And it was only 3 inches. When he came back, he picked me up and carried me, (the way Disney princes carry the princessess, not piggy back style. And I remember thinking, whoa~ I always wanted to be carried like this) and I was scolding him all the way back to the wedding. (not scolding gile gile, scolding very mildly. I was an oddly gentle person in the dream) There, I had somehow magically recovered, and he danced with me to apologise. Then we ended up married..... And the ugly fat woman was OBVIOUSLY very angry and very jealous, but I developed a sudden burst of telepathy and I heard him think "HAH!" in a very "Yes! I don't have to marry fat and ugly!" way.

This is a totally pointless post, but I felt the need to type it out anyway. Maybe if I record enough of my dreams, they'd actually make sense.

Useless fact of the day: White poppies mean dream. Just thought I'd share the info.