Not Exactly A Blaze of Dream Glory

Unfortunately what was once a rather long, slightly amusing and vivid dream has all but submerged itself once more in my subconscious. All I can recall is that there was a fire and I was running around with a blue fire extinguisher, the size of one of those helium tanks in party stores, that was somehow "health" like you were supposed to use in hospitals around sick people trying to put out the fire. I feel I was somehow blamed for the fire or that I wasn't responding correctly. Maybe it will come back to me.

Megan in Dreamland (Off With Their Heads!)

I dreamt that I was leaving work at the same time as a bunch of characters, but they were walking around with their heads off and I tried to tell them that there were still guests around and that they should walk around without their heads but they wouldn't listen. I remember a Simba (which we don't even have, at least one that walks around) and Dale and Pluto. Also, there was a Cinderella and I measured myself against her and was mad because we were the exact same height and I couldn't be a princess.

This dream was scarier than it should have been

I dreamt that I was in grocery store trying to buy a muffin pan, oven mitts and lean cuisine. (All things we currently lack in our apartment.) Also I saw raisin oatmeal Eggo waffles and decided to get those too. But I couldn't find the stuff and started to have a panic attack. Finally I got my mom to help me but she couldn't find it either and then we were be chased around by this guy who wanted to make romantic advances towards her. It was quite stressful. Also, I saw Shannon and Jeff (who wasn't Jeff but really some Indian guy but without an accent) who were participating in some sort of mentoring program for under privileged children or whatever and they had to meet with kids all day and they talked about how sometimes they wanted to sleep in so they wouldn't meet with the 8 o'clock kids.

Dream Catsup

A while ago:
I dreamt that little Chandler became ugly and we were all like, wow he used to be so cute. Why is he ugly now? I hope his new sibling is as cute as he used to be. I was relieved when I woke up and realized he was still as cute as ever.

A couple of days ago:
I dreamt that I went to visit Flyer, who was apparently still under the care of my old trainer, but when I got there I didn't have a helmet. So I went home, and then Flyer was there. But I had no place to ride him so I had to figure out how to get him to a place I could ride him.

Last night:
I dreamt that I was pregnant. I do not know by whom, but I was apparently unattached and also unconcerned. I already had another child. I became progessively bigger throughout the dream although eventually I think I -- and therefore the impending one as well-- was injured.

The picture says it all: I suppose "Dream Journey" is as good a title as any

First Dream: In my dream, I was frantically trying to get ready for my first official day of work here at Disney, a class called Traditions. We have to wear "professional attire": dress pants & shoes, button down shirts, etc... and I was apparently running late and trying to find an outfit. (although I already had one) I guess I wanted something cooler and was wondering if my denim skirt would do (it won't) and anyway then I'd have to wear tights so it wouldn't be that much cooler but I had some random writing on my leg that wouldn't wash off so it wouldn't work anyway. My name tag played no part in the dream, but I'm so excited that I can't help showing it off every chance I get.

Second Dream: I was walking around a Disney park in normal clothes but also on some sort of official business. I saw Shawn, and he asked why so many kids were in costume and I explained that it was Mickey's Not-So-Scary Halloween Party and he said something grumpily about it being stupid or them getting in his way. Then Rachel and I were being chased by some tiny character (I think it was Crash Bandicoot, so he definitely shouldn't have been there but whatever) until he fell and hit his head. Then we were worried about him, obviously, but after he went kind of psycho. I escaped to go get help on my broomstick (à la Harry Potter) but found myself floating above a show in which a gargoyle (from Hunchback) was capturing a castle while the Princesses, children and various other characters watched. I contributed myself in it, completely uninvited, by swooping down over the children and adding my own emphatic comments. The Princesses looked up at me kind of quizzically and disgustedly.

For a limited time only! Four dreams for the price of one!

Sunday: I dreamt that I was pregnant, and going into labor. The details of this dream are a little disgusting and not at all biologically accurate so I will leave them out. Eventually, I gave birth to a stillborn child, a girl with brown hair. I became pretty grumpy about the whole thing, and especially blamed my husband. Then, I went back to school and pushed myself around in a wheelchair being really unhappy. I remember particularly meeting Casey and another person.

Monday: I dreamt that I was Gene Simmons' trophy girlfriend. There was nothing physical, except on the red carpet when he would put his arm around my shoulders possessively. (Which would be fine with me because I'd much rather date This involved me wearing very restrictive clothing, including (I recall specifically) a plastic black corset type leotard thing that went under my dress. No idea what happened to Shannon.

Tuesday: I dreamt that I saw three little girls from the club (Jordan, Riley and Sloane) but I didn't want to talk to them, lest I should seem creepy to their mom or other adults.

Last night: I dreamt that I was singing along to "Buddy Holly" and then Rivers showed up and told me I was singing it wrong.