November 10, 2003
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I had another dream last night. Don’t worry, nothing too horribly scary or scarring. heh
I remembered most of it this morning, but then made the mistake of reading Shadows over Baker Street before coming online, so of course I only remember the part with the giant squid. lol
For some reason my brother (not my real brother but some dream brother) employed a giant sentient alien squid in the kitchen. I’m not sure why, but that’s where it worked. Maybe it was a really good chef because of all the arms. Just no calamari orders or you’ll ink in your eye! hehehe
Anyway, for some reason it was angry at my brother and was throwing kitchen utensils around and whatnot.
Oh, I lied. I remember the rest of the dream now and it was horribly scary! So very sorry to lead you into a false sense of security.
Have you ever seen one of those horrible “camp” B-movies where bugs get dosed with radiation or toxic waste and get mutated and ravenous for human blood? Such flops as Skeeter and Ticks spring to mind -though Ticks had the saving grace of Seth Green (Seth Green… le sigh!).
Anyway, the other part of the dream, which seemed to have nothing to do with the first part, as dreams often don’t, featured swarms of angry gnats that attacked campers in the woods and left nought but blood stained ground and bones behind.
So you’d just be walking along in the woods and run into a swarm of gnats. You’d think, oh great, dang gnats are going to fly up my nose and in my eyes, and darned if I won’t get some kamikazi gnats down my throat. Then you feel a little nip, and another. Great stingning gnats. You’d swat a few and walk on.
How many nips do you think it would be before you’d start to worry? Because you know, gnat mouths are tiny and it’s going to be at least a few seconds before you start to realize these aren’t your everyday run of the mill gnats out for a little tease-the-human on a hot summer’s day. These are blood thirsty gnats with something to prove and nothing to lose man!
heh, sorry, got carried away.
Anyway, in one part I was trying to hide under a thin sheet and pin down all the edges so they couldn’t get under. And you’d think that if these gnats can devour a living person in a matter of a few minutes, a thin sheet’s going to be short work for them, but, well, it made sense in the dream, and they didn’t get me.
And then I was in a hoity-toity upscale apartment with a hi-tech ventilation system. The gnats were trying to get in, so they had to turn off the ventilation, but then everyone was suffocating because no air could get in either. And for some reason I had a big wooden board, like I was going to play microscopic baseball with the starving gnats that got in. Riiiiiiiiiight….
I hate gnats. Evil little buggers.
I woke up with a horrible crick in my neck. It still hurts to rotate it fully. I must have really fought those gnats hard! lol
Good thing I have off from work today.
