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Posted: **5/27/2005, 11:22 am**

I had my first OLP dream for ages earlier this week

I was in a bank at one of the counters and Duncan was at the next one, though I wasn't 100% sure it was him to start with cos his hair was even longer than it is now and darker. So I turned round and said hi to him and he gave me a hug and i asked him when they were going to tour, but I can't remember what he said.

Posted: **5/27/2005, 8:00 pm**

Was I working there? :mrgreen:

Posted: **6/13/2005, 3:45 am**

I often have dreams where one or more of my teeth are loose like if I had baby teeth. I've had them for years. Normally the dreams are about pretty much every-day life things, but I have one or more loose teeth. Sometimes they come out.

It's so bad that there are events that I feel really happened, when they most likely didn't. I'm almost convinced that I had one or two baby teeth for quite a while longer than all my others, and then they became loose and I was worried about them for quite a while, but then during my next visit to the dentist he pointed out that I still had a baby tooth or two. I remember this as if it were real, spread out over some period of time. But it was probably a dream.

I had one a few days ago.

Posted: **6/13/2005, 10:12 am**

Erm....

I dreamt I was acting as an announcer on stage at what seemed to be some sort of high school production. The mic had one of those fuzzy things on it that seemed to make it really hard for me to be heard ; I had to really yell into it.

In any case, after the show we went to what was apparently my aunt's house (completely fictional). I went into the basement and sat on the floor watching TV, when I looked over to the side and under a side table was propped up in a sitting position the skeletal remains of a human child. I got freaked out and ran upstairs and as I went I realized there were more children's skeletons littered in sad-looking positions throughout the house. Through some sort of flash-back thing I learned that the previous owners of the house were this terrible white trash couple who had abused all their children to death and apparently just left them there. There had also been this young blond girl who was the babysitter. Anyways I ran and screamed at the collected adults upstairs about the skeletons, and my aunt told me nonchalantly "well just go clean them up, then." I ran out the front door and through the yard and I passed a slightly larger skeleton and I knew instinctively it was the babysitter.

Somehow I was apparently in Hamilton and I wandered around until I recognized the theatre I had been at in the beginning of the dream, which was now some huge grand opera house type thing. I think I went back in there and tried the mic again and the fuzzy thing was gone and the sound was really clear, but I was so disturbed by the kids that I couldn't enjoy it.

At this point I woke up (around 7 am) and went downstairs for a bit to clear my head. When I went back to sleep I dreamt I was leading around a talking horse and looking for a place to tie him up.

:wtf:

Posted: **6/13/2005, 10:28 am**

Posted: **6/13/2005, 5:43 pm**

You must've been relieved about the talking horse after that horrible other dream.

I know when I wake up from a nightmare, the worst part is going back to sleep cos I'm worried I'll go back into the nightmare or another one.

Posted: **6/13/2005, 5:46 pm**

I dreamed that during our inventory (which is tomorrow) our distirct loss prevention supervisor was interrogating Sand border-patrol style. Then he started questioning me about him. My Wal-Mares now incorporate the CM. I'm scared.

Posted: **6/13/2005, 5:50 pm**

Posted: **6/13/2005, 5:52 pm**

fuck da INS
FUCK EM I SAY
FUCK EM IN INAPPROPRIATE WAYS
mofos

Posted: **6/13/2005, 6:17 pm**

He was a pretty awesome horse. I asked him nicely not to poop on the floor and he didn't.

Posted: **6/13/2005, 6:18 pm**

i had this dream a few nights ago, where i was knitting, and i wasn't looking at what i was knitting, and i thought i was doing a superb job and i felt so proud of myself, and then i looked at it and saw that i had missed a whole bunch of stiches and it was all wrong and was going to have to do the whole thing all over again.

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