Strange Convention

Somehow I knew I was on the way to A-Kon. It was Wes and I with Otis. We were in a big glass elevator that was absolutely bizarre. Instead of just going up and down the building, it went up and down on the outside of the building, and it flipped over the top to go back down the other side. Given my fear of heights, just watching it freaked me out. And for some reason once Wes dropped Otis and I off (why Otis was with me, I don't know), we had to wait in the elevator until my sister got there.

We would stop on the floors and I saw people dressed in their cosplay stuff, and that did make me feel better. I was excited even though I was scared. I was also annoyed with myself because I'd forgotten Otis' leash, so I was going to have to carry him once the elevator stopped (for some reason I knew he wouldn't run off of the elevator).

Then I woke up a little, and when I drifted back to sleep, I was in the elevator, but Otis wasn't there anymore. Instead I was in it with Melissa and her ex husband and kids. Strangely, though, her ex wasn't the same guy. Same name, but he was Indian, and so while her son looked the same for some reason, her daughter looked younger and looked like she was Indian. It was like one child looked like Mel and the other looked like the dad who wasn't exactly the dad. Very odd.

We were all stuck on the elevator for the night, but the elevator had become huge - it was more like an old storehouse or something than an elevator, and we were all trying to find comfortable spots to sleep in. Then finally the alarm saved me from any further bizarre dreams.

Nightmares

Lately I've been sleeping poorly, so mostly I've been having snippets of dreams that I lose once I fully wake up. Most of those have been nightmares (double the fun, right?). Once I manage to hang onto any of the snippets long enough, I'll post them here. Right now I'm just hoping for better rest in the not too distant future.

Storms

Last night I had the first tornado dream that I've had in a long, long time. In the dream, I was at home getting ready for work. I'd just let the dogs out, and when I looked up at the sky through the blinds, I could see a funnel cloud forming in the clouds. I was terrified and started fumbling with the door lock to get it open. I screamed upstairs for Wes and his grandma to get into a bathroom or something to be safe, and I hurried into the downstairs bathroom with the puppies. Then Wes and his grandma (who is living with us at the moment) came down and got into the bathroom as well. Wes had turned the TV on with the volume up really loud so that we could hear weather updates even in the bathroom with the door shut. Not long after, my alarm went off.

Chaos Reigns

I wish I could remember my dream from last night more clearly because I know it had a pronounced, involved plot. The first thing I remember clearly is being at mom's house (though it looked nothing like her house). Her monkey, George, had run away to the neighbor's yard, so we were going to get him. Otis, Sophie, and Fang were all with us but none of them were on leashes for some reason. The neighbor didn't mind the monkey, but I knew he hated dogs being in his yard, so I was trying to keep the dogs from going into the backyard. I was also anxious about getting them on leashes, though mom kept insisting they'd follow without them.


Somehow it all segued into an action movie sort of thing where vampires and humans were working together to fight something else. I was going to a warehouse to meet up with the other people who were going to fight, and my friend Ashley (going by her internet handle of Feral) and my friend Nicky were both there. They looked great, and I observed that I hadn't even had a chance to put on make-up in my hurry to get there. No one seemed to care much. Some new humans arrived to help, and they were singing something (80s song, I know, but I don't remember what) in a very Glee sort of a way as they came in.

Then I can't recall what happens for awhile and suddenly there was a car chase sort of thing. I remember stopping to let mom get in, and she was riding in the car with the door open. I wanted to stop and make her settle in and close it, but there wasn't time. We saw Nathan from Heroes dressed up like some kind of thug crime lord in the back of a car with his girlfriend (didn't recognize her), and somehow we realized it meant we'd been set up, though I couldn't for the life of me say how.

I was busy last night. No wonder I overslept!

MJ Lives!

This is one of those duo dreams where one dream seems to lead into another.

It started out that I was in some sort of camp. We were all supposed to finish writing a book before we were allowed to leave. Some people wanted to give up or run away, and they were all murdered horribly. I can't remember the specifics of it all, just the stress of knowing I had to write something but not having any idea of what to put down or where to begin and knowing I didn't have much more time to finish in.

Then I was attending a final press conference with Michael Jackson. I knew it was not long before his death somehow even at the time. There were a lot of other people there, including Lindsey from work and her husband (who I've never met). MJ came in wearing cut off shorts and a bulky jacket/shirt. We all thought it was pretty bizarre-looking, but he was really nice and polite and greeted everyone warmly and answered questions. Then as he was leaving with his entourage, he whipped off the jacket, and there was a long, flowing cape underneath like the kind you'd see a king wearing in an old movie. Very lush and expensive-looking... and an odd match with cut off shorts, let me tell you.

I'm a Doll

Last night, I was a Doll. Yes, like on Dollhouse (damn Fox for cancelling that show just when it was getting really good!).

Except I wasnt. I didn't look like me, and I was both involved in the action and watching it all at the same time. I can't remember the full set up, but myself and a few other people (one of them the dean of students where I work) were infiltrating a town that was some kind of cult. There was a special event going on that we were trying to get information about or something along those lines. We snuck into town pretending to be one of the faithful, making chit-chat, etc.

Eventually we ran into a guy who pretended to know us. Now from my perspective watching the action, I knew it was Vincent Ventresca's character from Dollhouse, and I knew he didn't have anything more to do with the cult than we did because he was just trying to get revenge on the Dollhouse. But in the dream, I kind of went along with it, flirted, pretended that I knew him too.

He got us inside the hotel we'd been trying to infiltrate, sat us down at a table with some "friends" of his, and then, naturally, betrayed us and revealed that we weren't who we were pretending to be. Unfortunately I'm not sure what the thrilling climax was since I woke up.

I'll Be Out Back Painting Gnocci

Yes, that's actually a quote from my dream last night, something Wes said to me. No, I really don't know why because it was right before I woke up.

The main part of the dream was only slightly more coherent. At first I was at a party where a lot of old high school friends were. I was mostly hanging out with Kristin and Riley, and it was good times. We were reminiscing, laughing. We decided to go to an after party at someone else's house, and I piled in with Riley to make the drive. It was late and rainy, but it was an easy drive, and we were joking and having fun the whole way.

We got to the house, and there was a host or something who told us about cleaning the place out. We were all kind of confused until a huge wave crashed down over us (the tent-like house was beside the ocean). At first I couldn't get up from under the water because the breath had been knocked out of me, but finally I surfaced. We were all shocked but not bothered for some reason.

The next thing I really remember is being at an apartment I was sharing with a girl I'd apparently gone to college with. A war had broken out, but it wasn't a modern war. It was like frontier war. I went outside and everyone was getting their rifles and getting into wagons and stuff. I even had a rifle, but I knew I wasn't a good shot, and somehow I knew that I wasn't supposed to go. So I ended up watching as most of the people I knew loaded up into the wagons and left. I went back into the apartment (doubly strange since it was normal and modern, not period at all) and started cleaning to distract myself. I found Ashley (my best friend)'s blanket and refused to put it in the wash since it smelled like her. It was her and Wes and Riley that I was really worried about since I knew that all of them were off fighting, and I didn't know when they'd be back.

Then I half woke up and the dream shifted, and I don't remember anything much after that.