what does my dream mean?

-extremely smart guy from highschool keeps ignoring me when I go to say hi and ask him a question
-I'm back at college and I go to the wrong class and make a scene (also random moment involving battletoads video game cartridge)
- go off and find my correct class: "Folk Festival". Cool class that's outdoors
- next class has slanted floor and my desk keeps sliding down. plus the classwork makes no sense. I have trouble carrying all the coursework I receive

Dream #2
-my dorm bedroom is redecorated by my last roommate and his girlfriend. it looks pretty cool even though it was totally unexpected
-I wake up in my dorm bed somewhere outside on campus. I walk with the covers tucked in and the bed on my back all the way back to my dorm room. even though I'm quite embarassed. I act confident and meet some girls and they show up later and one of them asks me out (I say yes)
-if I remember correctly, my dorm room is empty and I take my bed, still on my back, and go find my roommate in a parking garage (another floor of the dorm) and he has all my stuff packed up in the back of his back truck-camper hybrid vehicle. I get in the camper part and I guess I no longer have a bed on my back but I'm still tied up in the sheets. along the carride I talk to chicks in the camper area (the one's I met earlier are there too). I slide around the edges of the camper since the tightly wound bedsheets don't allow me to hold on to anything. A girl asks me out patially because I'm funny when I pretend to bowl all the girls over with my friend cheering me on (somehow he's riding in the back now)
-we get to a new place to live. All my stuff is dumped out on the city sidewalk. I leave it there and follow my roommate to our new place so I know where it is and I can get out of the bedsheets and put on some clothes other than my boxers and night tee. The new place is like a tiny apartment with a gift of peanuts on the ground and other crappy welcoming gifts like gum...
-I go back and get my luggage. it has been messed with by street folk. it's evening time
-while I'm putting my luggage back together I join a game of hacky sack. I was trying to get on the good side of all the street folk so that I could get any stolen luggage back - I kick the hacky sack in the gutter (I'm rusty) but offer the dude one of my many hackysacks and we are cool with that
-I think - might have got my luggage back to my new place (no longer an important plotline). anyhow I'm back on the streets and I go to shirley's tiny bar (in which street kids are trying to get me to go) and I think I but one of the cheaply advertised beers. I join a poker game that has really weird rules and I lose my first hand. I never get around to paying for my beer/poker-hand but it doesn't seem to matter because shirley and the sketchy patrons have bigger things going on (patrons are making drug deals etc.)
-I get gum stuck in my mouth and no matter how much I pull out it won't go away. It becomes a pitiful spectacle and I pump chumps driving around in gocarts for change at the city corner. I get a dollar which I remember to keep for when I go back and pay my tab. meanwhile I have become one of the streetpeople and one street pal even helps me pull gum out of my mouth. It stretches a few yards away before it snaps out of my mouth. (I step in gum and the puller accidentally gets some of it in his mouth at one point). I feel like I almost got all the gum out after a really long time spent snapping pieces out - mostly me doing all the pulling

<typos due to me typing on my phone while lying in bed>

i dreamt that all my skin imperfections turned into a small white specs of liquid, like tipp-ex and i wiped them away and i was perfect

oh god, I had a Miss Buxley dream last night.

she (dreamland Miss Buxley) wasn't cartoonized & didn't even look like the comic strip character, but I knew who she was. I was working as an intern in a military office, and she handed me a stack of papers, telling me to deliver them to the general.

I wandered the hallways in search of the general, but I got lost and ended up returning to Miss Buxley's office. except it wasn't an office anymore: it was a WAR ROOM. there was a war map on the wall with pins stuck in it. one of the pins was flashing red and white like an ambulance beacon, and a few seconds later all the pins around it were flashing too. this meant war!

somehow it was all my fault.

I've had a few of dreams lately where I'm at the far end of a loooooong parking lot and I'm walking toward a mall or stadium or restaurant or whatever. there are lots of empty parking spaces closer to the building, which is convenient because in my dream world it's customary for people to leave their car doors unlocked and their keys out in the open so that friendly strangers can borrow their vehicles while they're out shopping. it's a very safe and trusting dream world, I guess. all I have to do is hop in a car, drive it to a better space, and go on my way. what does this mean?

i guess we need to get to the bottom of why you have trusting people in your dream world and everything's safe

i dreamt that my friend's cat, which is at least 12 years old now and firmly in the cranky old cat stage of its life, suddenly got really excitable around me and started leaping over my head repeatedly. which i think is physically impossible even for a cat. what does my dream mean?

I dreamt that I had somehow got on a professional baseball team and hit a single. But when I was on first base the opposing team's coach unfairly made me forfeit my single because I wasn't wearing any shoes. And he got his way because he's a coach and I'm just a random dude that somehow got to swing the first bat of the game. Anyways, I was really pissed off.

(this is my dream diary, I don't really want my dream interpreted)

ciderpress, you are the cat. you might be getting old but you know in your heart that you aren't too old to be excitable and jump around

I dreamed captainlorax started the 2011 ilx poetry tourney. then I woke up.

I dreamt that I was watching a music video by some girl singer with a celebrity father. Willow Smith? Hailie Mathers? Sonic Youth's daughter? whoever it was, the song was titled "My Dad's a Turd" and the chorus was just a girl joyously shout-singing, "my dad's a turd!" over and over while a cartoon seagull slid down a series of diagonally-placed party hats onscreen. here's a sketch of it:

http://i55.tinypic.com/am84g2.jpg

I don't really want to know what this means.

haha

some people come up with musical masterpieces in their sleep. I come up with "My Dad's a Turd." maybe I should pitch it to Ark Music Factory.

I dreamt that I was watching Lemmy from Motorhead eating beans on toast. Except instead of the slices of toast being positioned on the plate next to each other, he put the first slice on the plate, covered it in beans, then put the second slice on top of that, then covered it in the remaining beans.

it is your subconscious trying to warn you that space is dark, it's so endless, when you're lost it's so relentless.

'In Search of Space Beans'

Töasterhead

black metal churchburner Varg Vikernes appearwed to me in a dream! I was walking around Swanzey Lake with a bunch of my dream friends when Varg crossed our path. he looked a lot like this (# GIS result):

http://i53.tinypic.com/sgmr9x.jpg

but he wasn't smiling & he was wearing a long, white Polyphonic Spree robe. I asked one of my friends if it was really Varg and they said yeah, and I spent a long time debating whether to report the Varg sighting to the police. I decided not to do anything about it though.

I dreamt that I was at my parent's house, and I found my mother's old 1960's Dansette record player. On the platter was a slightly warped (both physically and in musical content) GG Allin single called 'The Biggest Insult in the World' (which doesn't actually exist).

I dreamt I was dating a possessed girl. she was really sweet, but every minute or so a demon would enter her body & her eyes would cloud over & she'd give me a really evil stare. it only lasted for a few seconds at a time, but it was really freaky, and sometimes when she was possessed she would make jerky hand movements and growl something cryptic (but not necessarily evil) like, "we're waiting for the doctor." I met her family at a dinner party, and they were really embarrassed whenever she got possessed. and one time when we were in class together, one student was bullying a gay kid, and when my girlfriend went into one of her fits, she glared at the bully and was like, "cut it out with the homophobia." I guess her demon wasn't so evil after all, but it still creeped me out.

I also had a dream that I wrote down a detailed summary of the demon dream in my dream log. I don't even keep a dream log.

I've had a few other dreams about writing in a dream log. it seems like half of my dreams these days are meta.

ha

harbl said something about meta dreams upthread, so I guess I'm not the only one. the demon dream was even more complicated because in one version of the dream, everything was happening in real life, and in another version, I was an actor in a youtube tv series about a guy with a haunted girlfriend. it seems like even my subconscious is tainted by our hypermediated society. pretty soon all of my dreams will be about posting to Ask Dr. Freud.

I dreamt that my mom and I were on vacation in Costa Rica. it was a brief overnight visit, and we spent the entire time sitting in our hotel room watching tv. the remote control was weird because it had two extra buttons: one labeled 'ZOMBIES 'N' BLOOD' and another labeled 'CHILI'S'. when I pressed the 'CHILI'S' button, I was treated to an on-demand horror movie compilation sponsored by Chili's® Grill & Bar. I didn't press the 'ZOMBIES 'N' BLOOD' button.

I dreamt that I was running down the steps of a cathedral killing bees with my bare hands

but then the POV of the dream shifted, and I found myself watching a TV movie in which some dude was running down the steps of a cathedral killing bees with his bare hands

I couldn't figure out the title of the movie, so I started hitting people up on the IMDb forums, but no one could tell me what it was called

(it wasn't My Girl)

i dreamt i was possibly in the military or something, outdoors in nature in a line w other dudes and we were all peeing….when i finished peeing part of my penis detached and fell to the ground. On the ground it turned into a snake w red and black stripes but still w the head of a penis.. I didnt really want anyone to notice so i surreptitiously picked it up and tried to put it as a bookmark in a book to save it.. as i went to close the book its tongue shot out and hissed and i dropped the book

what does my fream mean

I'm not touching that one.

wow that is some fream

i dreamt that there was a famous image file called "indies.jpg" that people would post online a lot, it had some sort of storied history and was known to everyone by precisely that filename, kind of like canyon.mid or whatever. the actual image was just a solid turquoise field with a black and white pixelated smudge at the lower right. when i woke up i immediately went to my computer and opened up ms paint and tried my best to replicate it as i saw it in the dream. so, here is my recreation of the famous indies.jpg

https://i.imgur.com/CrgvPHP.jpeg

what does my dream mean?