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Wow... I am really not feeling so much of the good. I went swimming this afternoon and then, after a shower, settled down for one of those chlorine-and-sun-scented naps, as you do, and I had awful nightmares. I mean, the imagery wasn't so bad, it's just how upset I was--some guy was in my house putting weird stuff in my food, just to be funny, and finally he spit on my pizza and I just blew it. I just started shouting "GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HOUUUUSE!" like a maniac, and everyone's just staring at me, including the guy himself, who was just having fun. (Okay, it was Luis Guzmán. I love him on "I Love the '90s," so I have no idea why he's spitting on food in my dreams. Why are you and your á defiling my pizza, Mr. Guzmán?) And no one believed I was being serious until I actually shoved him out and slammed the door, and suddenly everyone was really, really scared of me and didn't like me anymore. Like, The Lovely Emily was crying and wanted to go home. And my estranged father was there, in one of his business suits, and he sort of looked at me like, "Uh, honey, what the hell was that about?," and I actually looked him in the face and said, "I'ma throw YOU out, too, so help me God," and then in real life my mother woke me up because... she had ordered a pizza for dinner.

I took a piece upstairs very quietly and ate it by myself.

(I don't know what the dream is supposed to have been about, but I was musing to myself, and the phrase "LiveJournal" sort of struck a chord. So... apparently y'all don't need to spit in my "Movies in Fifteen Minutes" for fun or stuff Planter's peanuts and old spinach in it, and everything be cool.)

Now I'm cold and I can't get warm. I felt sort of bad yesterday, too. I have business email to write--seven years ago I never would have believed that phrase would come out of my mouth--that aren't getting written, and I'm not getting any work done. I just want to curl up in bed all day and sleep.

Date: 2004-07-20 05:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ex-krazycat651.livejournal.com
Lol!
Scary angry Cleolinda. Hah, that made me laugh :) Of course, I'm seeing a pissed off Galadriel shouting at people spitting at pizza, in full elf costume.

Which is quite amusing in itself.

Date: 2004-07-20 06:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cleolinda.livejournal.com
"ALL SHALL LOVE ME AND GET OUT OF MY HOUUUUUSE!"

Date: 2004-07-20 07:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ex-krazycat651.livejournal.com
HAHA!

Ok scary elf lady, whatever you say!
*picks up hobbits and leaves*

..
Anyway. I got a couple of episodes of that 90s thing (90 and 91 so far) and dang, it's fun.

I shall marry Michael Ian Black.

Date: 2004-07-20 05:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] modpixie.livejournal.com
luiz guzman was so wonderful in punch drunk love. i kept waiting for him and adam sandler to start reenacting their favorite laurel and hardy moments, because they were so stan-and-ollie-esque.

just had to share, hope that is a pleasant thought.

Date: 2004-07-20 05:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silver-breeze.livejournal.com
Hmm, lots of people on my friends list seem to be having bad dreams. i don't even sleep anymore cause you know, then I might recover my sanity or something ridiculous like that.

I think it's one of those dreams where you're so tired your brain can't think dream straight. So instead it thinks up the strangest weirdest thing. It is pretty strange that you had pizza though. You'd almost think you were haunted or something.

Date: 2004-07-20 06:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vodou-chile.livejournal.com
Ok, I don't know jack about dreams, but Luis Guzman spitting in my pizza would freak me the fuck out!

Date: 2004-07-20 06:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cleolinda.livejournal.com
Yeah... I didn't even mention the part where he turned into a large Labrador retriever right as I was shoving him out the door. I figured y'all would be weirded out enough as it was.

(He gave me a very sad face right before he ran away, too.)

Date: 2004-07-20 06:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jai-eu-froid.livejournal.com
I love abstract and frightening dreams

especially the ones that happen over and over, but each time somethign different happens and surprises me

Date: 2004-07-20 06:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] p-tripp.livejournal.com
Awww!
*makes you a cup o' chicken soup*
I did not spit in it. I promise!

And Luis Guzman gives me nightmares, too. Except in my nightmares he sings the "Mighty Morphin Power Rangers" theme song over, and over, and over again. :D
You have my sympathy!

Date: 2004-07-20 07:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elbiesee.livejournal.com
Ditto! Both of you!

(Goes into her Uncreative Corner...)

Date: 2004-07-21 09:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] p-tripp.livejournal.com
Hee! Thankies.
We're twins!
*sporfle*

Date: 2004-07-20 06:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] suitcasegnome.livejournal.com
This dream got me rather curious, so I looked up some of the key elements in your dream in a sorry attempt to figure out what it meant. I could’ve interpreted it totally wrong, though. I hope you don't mind my doing this (if you're too unsettled to read it, by all means, don't force yourself to. I don't mind, and I’d rather you not be miserable or anxious. If you ARE interested, I have a longer version.)

Here's what I found (in a reduced version).
Food is highly symbolic in dreams, it turns out, and it implies physical, mental, spiritual and emotional nourishment for obvious reasons, as well as pleasure and indulgence. Houses represent the dreamer, so it sounds like you are trying to stop people from messing with your growth (it could have something to do with all these people plagiarizing your work while you're trying to put book(s) together {which makes you happy} to be published).

Date: 2004-07-20 06:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cleolinda.livejournal.com
Hee--I like dream interpretation, too. I didn't want to say this in the main entry, but without even really having to parse the dream, I got the feeling that it was sparked by a couple of email conversations I'd been having this week, along the lines of, "Do this movie/icon/whatever! Why haven't you done it yet? Do it now!" and me over here trying not to bust out with SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP ("GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!") or something.

Now, what Luis Guzman did to me, I don't know. ;)

Date: 2004-07-20 08:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] suitcasegnome.livejournal.com
DUDE. I could possibly have been correct! Squee! (I like dream interpretation because I have a lot of experience with analyzing abstract stuff, like poetry and dreams, and it's all very open-ended.)

As for scary male celebs spitting in your pizza and then turning into dogs, I dunno... :)
I actually looked up spit and pizza, but found nothing.

Date: 2004-07-20 07:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] catetheelf.livejournal.com
That is one of the funniest things I've read in a really long time. I have the oddest dreams also, especially if I fall asleep reading or in front of the TV. I've actually been having dreams that exist only inside the universe of It's Good to be Nicole Kidman (that lame rich-people-have-it-lucky show on E!), and I had something to do with her yacht. I have also been one of the sisters in Pride and Prejudice, and one of David Sedaris' sisters. There's also the cat casserole dream, which isn't mine but it's hilarious. And there's the one where I had a nervous breakdown at Sea World (I've never been there.)

I have a really overactive imagination. And I also looove Luis Guzman.

Date: 2004-07-20 07:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] filwdork.livejournal.com
What's up with weird dreams? I took a nap earlier and had a dream Jack Black was trying to kill me because I was beating him in a textbook selling competition. I have no idea what any of it was about. It was...strange.

Date: 2004-07-20 07:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luna-k.livejournal.com
Heh. I have weird ass dreams like that all the time. Last week I dreamed I had accidently printed out horribly explicit Harry/Snape fanart porn at work (which OMG I never, ever would dream of doing) and my boss found it, except... my boss was now Alan Rickman, and he wanted to know why I was fantasizing about him molesting little boys. OMG OMG OMG.

Date: 2004-07-20 07:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luna-k.livejournal.com
I KNOW!!! It's really terrible too because my *real* boss is gay and has a vague resemblance to David Theluis. I kept looking over my shoulder the next day, even though I was on my best internet behavior.

Date: 2004-07-20 07:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arayuldaiel.livejournal.com
Oh, wow, I wish I could remember my dreams like that. Most of my dreams fizzle out of my memory as soon as I wake up and realize that I'm *not* at Hogwarts. If I ever remember my dreams, it's about midday and think, "Oh! I had a dream last night! And it was about ___!"

If you still can't get warm, try reading the part in The Horse and his Boy when they're walking across the desert trying to get to Archenland before that prince dude does. That always works for me :D

Date: 2004-07-20 07:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] qwertytigger.livejournal.com
First of all, ICON LOVE!!!!

Second of all, that's what always happens to me. When I wake up I can't remember what I was dreaming about. Then three days later something will trigger it, and I'll be all "Oh wait, I had a dream the other night that blah blah blah," but it's never a very complete memory, just a vague bunch of pictures of something.

Thirdly, ditto the THahB. Man, those were some awesome books, I want to read them again soon!

Date: 2004-07-20 08:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arayuldaiel.livejournal.com
First of all, ICON LOVE!!!!

Hee, thanks. [livejournal.com profile] samiamagirl over at the [livejournal.com profile] hpottericons comm made it. It's teh coolness, no?

Date: 2004-07-20 07:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] muffytaj.livejournal.com
Your dream means that you are afraid of lizards eating your hair. Liek duh!

Date: 2004-07-21 01:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] edda.livejournal.com
I agree with the dream assessment upthread. I think it's a combination of being pissed off at the plagiarism (the spitting in the food business) and wanting some space, perhaps from your inner sense of duty (i.e., father figure, inner authoritatian).

Or maybe Luis Guzman is a big weirdo, and you just picked up on it with your heretofore unknown ESP. Either way, pretty interesting.

Date: 2004-07-21 08:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cleolinda.livejournal.com
Yeah--although, actually, plagiarism is so five minutes ago. My current headache is people *asking me* if they can repost one or all of the entries in their entirety. No, you can't. Please? NO, YOU CAN'T. And then bugging me about icons or which movie to do next. But I didn't want to say that in the main entry because there are lots of people who have asked for things nicely, and just once. And that's fine. I didn't want people to get confused and hurt and think I was talking about them, when it's actually about a few people who keep emailing me, like, "WHY HAVEN'T YOU DONE WHAT I ASKED FOR YET? WHY WON'T YOU WRITE ME BACK??"

"GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HOUUUUUUUSE!!!"

Date: 2004-07-21 01:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] illmantrim.livejournal.com
sends good dream vibes and good untouched food along...

Date: 2004-07-21 02:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] illmantrim.livejournal.com
yer welcome

Oh Wow

Date: 2004-07-21 08:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alexiasluclwit.livejournal.com
At least you're not the only one with crazy dreams, same thing's been going on with me. it's getting really annoying too....

Johnny Depp used to be hot until I got introduced to the ketchup.

Re: Oh Wow

Date: 2004-07-21 08:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cleolinda.livejournal.com
I am so not going to ask.

Re: Oh Wow

Date: 2004-07-21 01:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] soberloki.livejournal.com
So... Cleolinda won't ask, but I think I have to. The ketchup?

Haha

Date: 2004-07-21 02:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alexiasluclwit.livejournal.com
Well, it began with him sitting at my tabel. I was making dinner, and then suddenly my friend Toby was there. He smashed one of those Wendy's packets, and it got on Depp. Well, Depp decided to get even, and I tried to make them stop and he takes a bottle and gets it all in my hair.

Then Toby shoved us in this closet, and he was kissing me, and I all tasted was ketchup and it was really gross.

But, that's just me. Now, if only it had been whip cream...

Date: 2004-07-21 02:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sodafiend.livejournal.com
Dreams aren't supposed to always make sense, it's your brain running a "defrag" and a "Scan-disk". Lucid dreaming is a sign of genius, you know.

Date: 2004-07-23 09:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alexiasluclwit.livejournal.com
It is?

I'm a lucid dreamer. I have been since...oh around the time my principal hit me. Not every night though, but nine times out of ten I can control my dreams.

I guess the ketchup was the tenth. Rawr.

Date: 2004-07-23 02:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sodafiend.livejournal.com
Just my ideas about it, nobody really knows why (we dream. I have a sleep disorder, and I can tell you, if I don't get that stage-3,stage-4 sleep, I am a freakin' mess.
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