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Jul. 20th, 2004 07:25 pmWow... 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.
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Date: 2004-07-20 05:37 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2004-07-20 06:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-20 07:22 pm (UTC)Ok scary elf lady, whatever you say!
*picks up hobbits and leaves*
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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.
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Date: 2004-07-20 05:40 pm (UTC)just had to share, hope that is a pleasant thought.
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Date: 2004-07-20 05:59 pm (UTC)I think it's one of those dreams where you're so tired your brain can't
thinkdream 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.no subject
Date: 2004-07-20 06:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-20 06:52 pm (UTC)(He gave me a very sad face right before he ran away, too.)
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Date: 2004-07-20 06:02 pm (UTC)especially the ones that happen over and over, but each time somethign different happens and surprises me
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Date: 2004-07-20 06:06 pm (UTC)*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!
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Date: 2004-07-20 07:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-20 07:18 pm (UTC)(Goes into her Uncreative Corner...)
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Date: 2004-07-21 09:09 am (UTC)We're twins!
*sporfle*
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Date: 2004-07-20 06:36 pm (UTC)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).
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Date: 2004-07-20 06:48 pm (UTC)Now, what Luis Guzman did to me, I don't know. ;)
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Date: 2004-07-20 08:01 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2004-07-20 07:00 pm (UTC)I have a really overactive imagination. And I also looove Luis Guzman.
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Date: 2004-07-20 07:25 pm (UTC)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
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Date: 2004-07-20 07:44 pm (UTC)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!
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Date: 2004-07-20 08:51 pm (UTC)Hee, thanks.
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Date: 2004-07-20 07:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-21 01:08 am (UTC)Or maybe Luis Guzman is a big weirdo, and you just picked up on it with your heretofore unknown ESP. Either way, pretty interesting.
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Date: 2004-07-21 08:57 am (UTC)"GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HOUUUUUUUSE!!!"
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Date: 2004-07-21 01:54 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-07-21 02:44 pm (UTC)Oh Wow
Date: 2004-07-21 08:50 am (UTC)Johnny Depp used to be hot until I got introduced to the ketchup.
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Date: 2004-07-21 08:58 am (UTC)Re: Oh Wow
Date: 2004-07-21 01:59 pm (UTC)Haha
Date: 2004-07-21 02:21 pm (UTC)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...
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Date: 2004-07-21 02:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-23 09:12 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2004-07-23 02:42 pm (UTC)