Off the wall dream

This dream is so bizarre, even for me, that I can't really describe very much of it because it just doesn't make any sense. I think Chandler was getting married and we were making preparations or something. Finally some sort of shindig started and all this weird stuff was going on. It was outside in sort of an ampitheatre, with kids running around and there was waterskiing. Yeah, I said it was weird. Then a storm started and we had to evacuate and I got separated from my parents but then I was walking with a friend of my Mom's trying to get back to who knows where. There was a lot of trekking but eventually I got to my house. I went inside with some friends and Condoleeza Rice. We shut the door, but then the screen door blew in and crushed a person. Three other people died including Condy, one from a tree branch that flew in, and with the last one I was trying to close the sliding glass door and I turned around and saw another person die and the Burton blood drops flew at my face in slow motion, very Tarantino. Then I decided I wanted to wake up so I went upstairs and got into bed and tried to sleep and then I woke up.

It's a dream girl!

Last night, I dreamt that I had just woken up from having a baby. Apparently by cesaerean, because I had a scar. My parents were kind of mad because I wouldn't tell them who the father was, but I didn't know. Because I didn't remember having sex at all, and not because I had slept with so many guys that I didn't know which one. She was kind of ugly, like this little girl at work who is vaguely Middle Eastern and hairy. She had lots of crazy black hair. I didn't know what to name her, but I was leaning towards Melody. Then I decided to get dressed but apparently it was too soon because the stitches started to bleed so I had to get back into bed. It was very weird.

Other dreams I have had:
I was walking into a synagoge (no idea why) and started to cross myself, aware that some ceremony was expected of me but not sure what to do.

and more to be added later...

In the eye of the dreamer

Night before last: I went back to Kali, as did a lot of other people. I started to do some sort of opening procedure and full timer got all snotty with me (no one I actually know) and asked me when the last time I had done that and I said that I was a CP last year (implying that it wasn't recently but I had in fact been trained at some point which she seemed to doubt) so then she left me alone. Later, we had to go to a staff meeting of sorts because a much older manager and a young frontline cast member had gotten into an argument. I was walking to where the meeting was supposed to be with my boyfriend? I guess because we were hugging and holding hands and in general being disgustingly nice and affectionate. He told me the two were married and I was sure they couldn't be because they hated each other so much and there was a huge age difference and they both said they weren't gay but he assured me they were which is why their fights were more intense. We got to this big living room and everyone sat on couches all around and the fighting continued as we tried to resolve it. Really the BF and I just kept our mouths shut and made raised eye brow faces at each other.

Last night:
At one point, I was walking with my brother along the sidewalk to my house from the park and saw Andy walking towards us, but he was wearing a turquoise Relient K shirt, the same one that I have except it couldn't have been mine because it fit him appropriately. Their dog Bonnie was with him and acting kind of crazy, pulling him and stuff.

In another possibly unrelated dream, I was trying to drive my brothers and myself to our great-aunt and -uncle's house but had never come from this direction so I wasn't sure where I was going. No problem because I had my Thomas guide but they wouldn't shut up long enough to let me look at it and then I accidentally ran a red light. Then I was someplace by myself, it felt like a college campus or dorm area (I was outside) but that I wasn't allowed to leave. Well I guess that makes it a prison. I was trying to escape. Then I get to this building and my parents are there with Daniel and lots of other people and I dreamed about planning for VBS. My co-teacher was there too and we decided to use Daniel as our focus group. I even remember one of the names I came up with in the dream: Wallaby Warriors! Although I don't think I'll use it. Warrior is sort of aggressive. The weirdest thing about this place was that everything was in bright colors like turquoise, hot pink, etc... not exactly neon but very saturated and vibrant. Even the footballs we were throwing around.