*whuffles The Whelk* There there.

I had a weird dream too. I'm sorry yours was crap and woke you up. Sounds really scary and realistic.

Mine was school-related and thankfully not at all realistic. I had gotten in TONS of trouble for something, and I had to hide out from some vague presence. I was almost not going to graduate, but I sense the trouble was way more than just that.

So I was in a dorm suite that everyone else had moved out of. For some reason though, the Palin family was there, and Sarah Palin was really, really nice to me. I kept telling her how I was 100% her opposite on issues, and that I was surprised at how nice she was. She was cheering me up, and eventually one of her girls came in to bring her a cute pair of blue shoes. I squeed and she brought out another pair to show me. I recall the first pair was a brand that was really spendy, but that I couldn't quite see what kind. The second pair were Charles David.

What the fuck?

It has something to do with the meteors.

3rd report of a nightmare last night! What astral plane event can we blame this on?

I slept the sleep of the dead, and now I feel like I'm missing out on something.

I dreamed of electric sheep.

I dreamed I was at a store trying on a suit and my underwear turned into bees and flew around the store.

"It is clear that *something* is trying to make itself known ...possibly using the medium of Devils Rancher's unused Dreamstuff to send confused messages during the brief astrological event corresponding with the Perseids. "

"Go home dad, you're drunk."

I was an astronaut last night. Except I was rushing to meet my shuttle and got there just in time to watch it take off, with a huge fireball explosion just overhead that threw me to the ground. Probably from watching half of Hangar 18 the other night.

So weird, I had a really bad dream too last night. You know those dreams where when you wake up, you run to your kid's room to make sure they're still there and safe? Yeah. I hate those dreams.

Damn meteors.

Fuck me, but I made up for it last night. Work had become this mega-corporation, and I was working in a cube farm. The guy next to me was gay, and totally misinterpreted my friendliness as hitting on him -- he took me to lunch, where he proceeded to totally not get what I was saying when I told him I had absolutely no problem with him as a person, but was married with children and didn't "do" guys. He was giving me gifts & stuff, one of which was this totally gaudy, cheap bling necklace that I felt obliged to wear.

When I got back to work, everyone was doing coke, and there were huge mounds everywhere on every table, and I was like "Oh, not THIS shit again" when the alarm clock went off -- it was playing Highway to Hell.

Ugh.

That wasn't a dream, Devils Rancher. That was time travel. ; )

Hey momma, look at me - I'm on my way to the promised land.

(don't stop me!)