My recent dreams have been really weird...

This might be fun, because some people who actually read this blog appear quite a bit in some of these. These are some of the dreams I've had thus far in 2011. So yeah, here's some evidence that my brain is still a very strange place to live...

1/3/2011

I had a dream where I was fighting evil demons in various forms. Sometimes it was with a set of pokemon in Manhattan streets. Other times it was by earning trophies and diplomas at GE and then bringing the demons to a whiskey tasting/dance club place in Harvard (what the fuck is that supposed to mean? Does such a place exist? CAN I GO THERE WITH POKEMON???). One really detailed segment of the dream was kind of like playing Risk: I had a map of my area and I had to bring reinforcements to certain segments to defend a central area.

1/4/2011

I was training Michelle in archery and how to shoot a machine gun out of a helicopter for an upcoming battle against zombies, who were swarming the compound we were staying at (ok good, a standard zombie dream. Back to basics). The dream was like the game Dragon Age in that I had new "quests" to achieve, like to quell a rebellion or to help Rob Cole fall in love (wait WHAT? How is this a quest? How would this help solve the zombie issue? WHY IS THIS THE FIRST TIME I'VE HEARD ABOUT THIS?? I hope for Rob's sake we completed that quest, and then....survived all the zombies?)

1/5/2011

My main dream was about me trying to get a flight from LA back home. At first I was with a mob boss, who told me that I either had to swallow a bunch of pincher bugs or burn myself with a cigar to get home. I ran off and came across Kyle's family, who helped me make an intricate balloon/kite thing and then I went to the park with Olsen (ok I guess the whole thing about flying home is no longer an issue?). We accidentally destroyed some kid's toy boat, but he said it was $2 and we gave him $6, so he was super happy. I then told him to be my spy, because he was the child of my enemy or something.

1/10/2011

I dreamed that I was about to go pick up Michelle somewhere in a national park, and then the two of us were going to head down to Florida. Along the way we had to stop and I had to finish some engineering challenge to continue (oh god damn it Sevs you friggn nerd). It was a lot like building a Lego robot, except all the parts were metal and I had to make them by using lathes and mills. I couldn't figure out how long to cut some of the pieces though.

1/12/2011

Some friends and I went to a carnival, but even though it was supposed to be the best in the world, it looked completely shitty. My friend said that they purposely did that to look "worn out." What bullshit (hahaha I like how I'm super sassy in this dream). We went through a hole in a roller coaster truss to find a robotic hobo with evidence that the carnies were killing people. He kept the data in a computer in his face. Bart Simpson, one of our group, took the data from him, but the guards found all of us (guards? At a carnival? This is an elite fucking carnival). They killed the robot hobo and ripped out Bart's face computer. They then forced the rest of us to stay at the carnival forever by trapping us in a ride for each of our personalities. Mine was that I was in a house that was a huge maze and the only way I escaped was to pretend to be one of the guys running the ride, and then getting out a secret entrance in which gravity reversed. So I crawled out on the ceiling. (Wait, seriously? I escaped this maze by pretending to be one of the operators? I take back that "elite carnival" thing, these guys are retarded.) I helped my friends out of their respective rides and we escaped to some tunnels.

1/17/2011

I had this dream while in Portland, ME, and literally laughed myself awake at the end...along with everyone in the hotel room.

In the dream, I had recognized the setting and realized that it was a terrible dream I've had before. But this time, I knew where to avoid the traps and enemies. I was a SWAT team member, along with Rob Cole and Zak. We were fighting terrorists and martial arts master ninjas. But since I had this dream before, I knew where everyone was hiding to prevent an ambush, so we did ok. Jill explained how the soul-trapping demon was actually an evolved dragon-type pokemon (what the fuck is with all these pokemon dreams? I say that because I'm angry I don't have them EVERY NIGHT). Before heading out into a swamp, we saw Andrew Miner playing videogames at Tai's house, and Tai was yelling at him because it was too loud (hahaha classic). In the swamp, all the terrorists were southern hicks and were REALLY stupid. They kept saying hilarious things and tried to stop our guns from firing by covering them with condoms. I can't explain all of it, but it was literally the funniest dream I've ever had. I laughed so hard in the dream that I actually woke myself up, along with everyone else in the room. I can't really explain it, but whatever was happening in the dream was hysterical.

1/22/2011

I was driving on really icy roads to try to drop off Michelle and Zak from broomball. The car would consistently respond the wrong way when I tried to make a turn. Also, midway through the drive it became a manual car, which I'm not very good at. It was really stressful. The car suddenly started going nuts and almost careened us over a cliff despite the fact that I had it in Park. Also, our only camera that had all our pictures for the past year fell over the side of the cliff. I woke up feeling really frustrated and angry because of the dream. I actually remember this one and how not being able to control the car in my dream literally RUINED my morning after I woke up.

2/4/2011

I was trying to order a buffalo chicken pizza, but I had to download it via EZdata in Excel. I had to keep changing the dataset keys to try to download it. I clearly was thinking about work too much for this one.

2/14/2011

My dream was like a multiplayer round in Call of Duty, but we had to kill the entire team at the same time. Nerd.

2/23/2011

My co-workers met on the roof of a chocolate shop after work one day for a group outing. There was a special seat called the "Mexican Party Seat," and whoever sat there got a V.D. (BAHAHAHAHAH WHAT??? Where did I come up with THAT?)

2/27/2011

Jill and I were in an indoor lake with waves, just swimming around. Then we found a kitten with two paws stuck in ice skates, walking around in them (awwwwwwwwwwww). We tried to help it escape, but there was a really intricate transmission system inside that was too complicated to figure out.

In another dream I was one of several targets that bounty hunters were after, set in a Borderlands-desert type landscape. One of the bounty hunters was a really badass guy with a pistol that you spin the top around to reload. He killed his target every time, including purposely missing to shoot down a hanging sign to kill one of them. One of the guys drove off, but was shot into a cannon, which then careened him off a cliff. That doesn't make sense, but that is what happened. He then started coming after me, and I woke up after he had me pinned down behind some barrels.

2/28/2011

I was on a flight with Andrew Miner and my parents on a small aircraft meeting up with some friends in VT. The pilot took the plane out onto a highway, and then some smaller roads. Eventually we got to a covered bridge, which the pilot decided to use to ramp the plane into the air to takeoff. It actually worked. We went high enough that when we stalled at the apex, the wings caught lift again and started flying. We were suddenly in France, and from above I saw Danny DeVito give the finger to a cop.

Dream Journal Number 1: Continued

These are from freshman year, and they are completely blowing my mind. They are so effing ridiculous.

2/12/05

I was collecting a lot of different flavored drinks, like bubble-gum flavored juice and a bunch of other weird ones. That is all I remember. Ok, that one was a dud. What the fuck could I have been dreaming about?

2/13/05

I was about to engage in a foursome with Lauren (my girlfriend at the time) and two other girls, but Hitler forced us to move to another building (whoa, that is an intense start to a dream. Hitler and foursomes? Holy fuck). They played music really loud as we walked to this building. The other two girls we were with turned into Jimmy and Asako (my best friend from home and his girlfriend at the time). The only way to get to the doors was to climb a huge hill that was almost vertical. We tried, but kept slipping back down. When we finally got up, we had to fight a Predator that guarded the house. At this point, there was only me and some animal, and the Predator blew most of the walls down to get to us. Me and the animal ran to the side of a wall and I started shooting with my chain gun. That's all I remember of this dream.

The second dream started with me and some friends from Lewis (my freshman year dorm) wanting to go up to New Hampshire, but we had to work on our AutoCAD project. We trudged through neck-deep snow to get to the engineering building, but when we got there, Kessler (friend from home) was already there. He brought some rich fancy game that could either shock people or be used as a knife. It was weird.

2/18/05

I was on some vacation, but I had to study wave equations for my physics test. I went downstairs to eat and ordered a hamburger from the place in the campus center that grills stuff. They said they were out of beef, so I ordered a chicken burger. While I waited for it to cook, I knocked over some guy's chicken parm. I told him I would pay for it, but when I found out it was $40, I booked it out of there. All the women who worked there had weird hair. Of course, why would their hair be normal? I love how stupid my details are.

In another dream, I was walking around Tufts in a snowstorm and was attacked by some kid with snowballs. He kind of looked like Slippy from Starfox. I wasn't able to balance myself or run in the dream, so I got really pissed off (oh man I seriously hate those dreams). I eventually met him in their dorm, but we were getting ready to go out. I went to their bathroom area, but everyone was naked, so I got weirded out and left.

In a third dream, I got a call from some guy, who in real life I was getting these stupid emails saying "Have a nice day." In the dream, he said on the phone, "stop sending me emails that say 'have a nice day.'" I told him that I was getting those from him, and that I thought it was a virus. Some lady told me that this person was dead after I hung up. Then weird ghost-like shit started happening. Somebody let a cat inside, and once downstairs, he became a demon cat. Then he was eaten by a bigger demon cat (what the fuck is going on here? why am I so bad at dreaming about normal stuff? And why do I sound like a 4-year-old when I write these while I'm still half-asleep?). I eventually had to seek this guy out in a shady, darkly lit building to get rid of the ghosts and demon cats. I was about to go into a dark menacing room when I woke up.

2/21/05

I ate a really enormous bowl of rice soup. I ate it for a really long time. It wasn't an interesting dream; I just kept getting more in my spoon and eating it. BAHAHAHAHAHA I can't believe that is the whole friggn dream!

In another dream, me, Jimmy, and Gary (friend from home who we re-named because there was already a David) were doing all the missions of Goldeneye, but in real life. We got to where we had to fight everybody off in the facility while Gary tried to set a cheat code to finish the mission. We shot SO MANY PEOPLE. We never found the code, but we ended up killing everybody anyway.

2/26/05

Chelsea (friend from home and Tufts) and I went to get ice cream, and she pointed out that they had LEGO ice cream. It was insane and awesome. It was semi-solid so you can build your own ice cream cone. I ate a few Lego cones. That's actually a pretty awesome idea. PATENT PENDING.

3/4/05 Nap

I was in Boston with Lauren, and some of her friends came to visit. I broke one of my T tokens, and when I bent it back into shape, it was elongated (holy crap, I can't believe I forgot that we used to have tokens!). I could hold onto it while I put it in the coin return, so that I never had to actually spend the token. Score. All of us took a semi-tour of Tufts, with one of Lauren's friends claiming she knew her way around. We got into an elevator, but all it did was go up and down: it never stopped at any floor. One of her idiotic friends enjoyed it.

Later on we were in New York and me, Kyle, and Ryan (friends from Tufts) had to kill Raven (my freshman year roommate) because he was actually an evil spy. At first we could turn into dinosaurs. Kyle was a Triceratops, Ryan was a Tyrannosaurus, and I was a Stegosaurus. We messed him up pretty good in a fight. I went to go get my silenced gun to finish him off. It was in my mailbox, but I couldn't get it since other people were watching me. Then some lady questioned me about why I had the mailbox to myself, and where Raven was. We eventually killed both her and Raven.

Later, in another dream, I was happy that I my first dream wasn't real and that I didn't actually kill anyone, because I felt really guilty. Lauren ran off a bridge though, for no reason. A cop came up to me and accused me of pushing her off the bridge. People didn't believe me, until Lauren eventually came back and we played card games. Ah, that's good. All's well that end's well I suppose. "Oh, how was randomly jumping off a bridge and getting me accused of manslaughter? Ok good. Do you have any 8's?"

3/9/05 Most epic nap I've ever taken

Ryan and I were having a nice dinner. I was dressed up in my Eagle Scout uniform since it was a dinner for a scout ceremony. Lauren came and sat with us, but when we looked away, she ran and sat at a table with her BU friends. Ryan and I got up to see the small performance they were showing, but it blew. I saw some people from Tufts: Diana, Oanh, and Jordan. Oanh was naked though. It was strange, because everybody acted like everything was normal.

In another dream, people were being evacuated in a future-looking Boston because some weird disease was spreading. My dream was of a third-person view of some alien looking blob shooting lasers at dumb, ugly looking mutant things (I think my brain is broken). As the blob progressed, he faced more and more difficult creatures, all the while changing into some polygon warrior creature. This creature eventually evolved into a person, and then it became me. (I can't express enough how mind blowing it was to go from third-person to first-person in a dream, after WATCHING some thing evolve into myself. HOW DO I COME UP WITH THIS?) I had to go help Lauren evacuate, so I ran to BU. I was afraid to go in though, because the main lobby had all these evil creatures, so I started to call her. Then I woke up.

When I went back to sleep, I was outside of BU as myself in a similar dream and situation as the first (it was actually a continuation of the other dream from where I left off. How fucked up is that?). I was on the phone with Lauren, telling her to get out since Boston was being evacuated. I ran to try to find a place to get evacuated from, but they all started leaving without us. Kyle, who was working as a medic to treat and sedate the people so they could be evacuated, saw me and helped me. He was good at taking my blood and stuff, and after a bit we were ready to go. All of a sudden, the main doctor attacked me. He had black color pigment around his pupils, meaning he was a zombie (I just knew, ok? Deal with it). I asked Kyle to help, and he turned around. His pupils are huge in real life, so I thought he was a zombie too, which he wasn't. We both started smashing the doctor's head in with pans, but he tried to stab me. I grabbed the blade of his knife to save myself from getting stabbed in the heart, and it hurt a shitload. The doctor died right when I woke up.

In the last dream, I continued the same dream from where I left off (this is ridiculous). I was with Lauren, escaping BU in this epic dream. I killed two zombies in the Warren Towers with the knife. We ran, being chased by zombies, to the line where they put you to get evacuated. They checked our eyes, and we got in. So did Kyle. We were finally on our way to being saved.

That was mind-blowingly intense. A three-part dream about an epic escape from a zombie attack. My past-self impresses me.

Another Round of the First Dream Journal

Is it time for- yes it IS time for YET ANOTHER SEGMENT OF "Strange Intense Dreams from the Mind of Young Chris Severino." This shit is getting insane.

1/15/05

My family had a backyard cookout with the McCormacks (Jimmy's family). There was SO MUCH FOOD. I started stocking up and devouring it because I didn't actually get to eat anything yet in the dream. There was egg nog, Popsicles that you freeze in those plastic tubes, steak, and other stuff. I tried cooking the steak, but it was a charcoal grill and we didn't have any coals. I was devastated (OBVIOUSLY. When I get my mind on dream steak, I NEED that fucking steak). My sister and I ganged up on my Dad with water balloons at the end of the dream. The whole time I had the song "Psycho Killer" by the Talking Heads stuck in my head. When I woke up, it turns out it was playing on my computer.

1/16/05

Some friends and I were going paintballing up at Tufts. Ian and Jimmy (friends from home) were there too, but it was hard to sneak out of the building without the guards seeing (because paintball is apparently illegal in this particular dream. Let's just roll with it, ok?). We finally made it through the gate, but it turned out that I forgot my gun in my bag, so I went back inside to get it. I went through an alarmed door, and when the cop came to investigate, Ian and I made up a story. It worked, so we left to play paintball. There were a bunch of us behind a bunker, and someone on the other team looked like Samus: he could roll really fast and could turn invisible. I saw him setting up for a sneak attack and shot him before he went into invisible mode. For some reason, we decided to play 2 vs 4. It was Nate (friend from Tufts) and me versus everyone else, and we ended up winning. Then it was Kyle (future roommate at Tufts) and me versus everyone, and we won because I set a paint proximity mine that devastated their entire team. Where did I find such a futuristic and sadistic weapon to play this game?

1/23/05

Jordan (friend from Tufts) and I had to present our computer project about a dog who could lasso bones. The only one who liked the project was the dog. Ian ate his project, which was some cardboard-based cereal. I desperately want to meet this dog.

1/24/05

A few people and I went into a room armed with swords on a mission to destroy the zombies and other monsters in it. Four humans were also inside, and they were harder to kill than the zombies (wait why am I trying to kill humans also??). The first human appeared, and I had to fight him with my ninja sword while all my friends were fighting the zombies. He stabbed me a few times, but eventually I won. Then Lauren showed up, and I had to kill a zombie by cutting its head off to save her.

1/27/05

In one of my dreams I had a pet raptor who protected my house from other kinds of dinosaurs; the kinds that steal eggs (HAHAHAHA what is this? Am I some sort of insane egg-enthusiast who will stop at nothing to ensure the safety of his precious eggs?). The other dinosaurs ganged up on him, but I came to rescue him. We were then zapped into a time portant thing where I saw the skeleton of some kid.

In another dream, I was on some space colony with really tall buildings. I was going up one building in a fast-moving elevator for a job interview. I passed all the tests, and for the final "interview," the guy told me to "suck my own dick." Since this was impossible, I didn't get the job. I was livid, because none of the other applicants had to do that, and it was extremely inappropriate and fairly gay. Later, he told me that I got the job anyway, but in order to accept I had to go pray at a Japanese temple.

1/30/05

I was in my house, but my family was imprisoned in the basement and a bunch of guys with guns were roaming around all the rooms. I had to stay alive and help my family by killing all the bad guys (I love these Die Hard dreams where I'm super badass. I wish I dreamed up more explosions though...). I had a knife or something stupid like that to start with, and I killed a couple guys with it. Some others saw me and started shooting at me though, so I kept frantically running into random rooms, which happened to have other bad guys in them, so I repeated the entire process. I was running and ducking behind walls for most of the dream. I finally killed or injured most of them, except the main guy. I ran upstairs and saw him in the bathroom, staring out the window. I ran into my parents' room, looking for a gun, but all I found was my Dad's old Civil War rifle with no bullets. I snuck into the bathroom, where the guy was still looking out the window. I smashed the butt of the gun over his head. There was a little blood, and he turned around. I hit him again, and he passed out onto the floor. I was really worried that he wasn't dead and that he would eventually wake up and shoot me, so I kept smashing his head with the rifle until part of his brains came out (wow, I apologize for how freakishly graphic this dream is. The weird thing is that I remember it being INTENSELY graphic when I had it, and it really disturbed me when I woke up. GOOD TIMES.) Then I went downstairs and rescued my family.

2/2/05 Nap

I had a nap in which Arlen (friend from Tufts) kept waking me up, like 4 or 5 times, but I was still in the dream. I was always "in the middle" of dreams, so I was all groggy and stuff. I started "punching" at Arlen when I was in the middle of "waking up." Then I taught a Physics class for Physics 1. By the end of the dream, I knew it was a dream, and could pull myself in and out of dreams. However, when I woke up from one, I always ended up in a more real version of another dream. I lost my Eagles hat in the snow when I had to crawl into some sort of snow cage for some reason (yeah, I crawl into random "snow cages" a lot. It's a hobby of mine). Near the end, I talked to Lauren on the phone. I didn't know what was reality and what wasn't. Then I had no fingers. I had thumbs, just no fingers. When I actually woke up, my hand was asleep because I had been laying on it.

2/4/05 Nap

Nate and I were trying to get little miniature fungus action figures because we just saw a cool action movie about fungus (how the fuck is that even possible?). We went to great lengths to try to steal them even though they were like two dollars and we had coupons (SERIOUSLY WHAT IS GOING ON HERE. How am I capable of coming up with an intricate "fungus-toy" heist in an effort to save $2?).

Later, my friends and I were in a huge group with some people I didn't know. I was on a sled in front of a truck because there was no more room inside it. We were driving through a snowstorm. I kept hitting dwarves with my sled. They rolled right over my sled, falling backward into the truck (oh my). One of the dwarves was my friend. I was able to roll him off the side of the road so he wouldn't get run over by the truck like the rest (oh wow, I feel bad about laughing at this dwarven genocide situation). When we got back (to wherever we were), I saw Jess (my sister). Her new friends that she had been hanging out with were weird hippie people. They had tank tops on and had hair all over their stomachs and armpits. I quickly turned away toward my sister so that I wouldn't hurl. To my HORROR, I saw that she too had armpit hair down to her hips. I immediately threw up. I think the dream ended there. And if it didn't, it should have. (The dream might have ended....but the nightmare didn't).

Ok that's a good enough place to stop. Because I'm probably going to go drop a barf just thinking about that scenario.

First Dream Journal Entries EVER

You lucky motherfuckers.

Do you have any idea how big a treat you're in for? The answer is a definitive "no." I was back in Philly for Thanksgiving, where I stumbled across my FIRST dream journal. That's right. The day I decided to start keeping track of my dreams by writing them down. This is HISTORIC. You are about to begin an adventure into the mind of 18-year-old, freshman at Tufts, Chris Severino. Your lives are about to change.

12/12/04

Last night I dreamed about a very strange occurrence (wow young Chris, so eloquent! Compare this to the bullshit, half-asleep, pseudo-writing that I crap out now). I was some demon/vampire thing with big wings, sort of looking like the giant demon from the mountain in Fantasia (I compare most things in life to how they relate to Fantasia, don't worry). I was making a crazy plan to trick a group of villagers roaming through my woods. My minion, a normal looking guy, kept foiling my plans and plotted against me. I don't know exactly what I was trying to trick them for, maybe to eat them? Anyway, I woke up. I went back to sleep, and had the EXACT SAME dream, except from the point of view of my minion (holy fuck, that's pretty twisted actually). It was very freaky. There were the exact same conversations and everything; I was just thinking what the servant was thinking. Somehow foiling all of the demon-guy's plans made sense now. I woke up when this was over. Is it possible for this to happen? It was insane. I don't know how to react. (This is so fucking weird. My past self's brain just freaked out my current self aka. me)

12/14/04

A cop was trying to help me and my sister with something, but it turned out that he was an impostor and was trying to kill us (standard Severino dream scenario). I stole his cop car and sped away, but other officers stopped me. I explained about how it was a guy who was tricking us, but I was constantly being framed. While they tried to find the real bad guy, weird stuff happened (engineers are very descriptive). I made pancakes inside a racetrack of Diddy Kong Racer. Then, Jimmy (best friend from home) and I kicked kids out of an elevator so we could learn how to make shark puppets. You can't make this stuff up. (Seriously wtf? How are these things even possible to imagine into a reality?). Eventually it was ok to go back home, so a bunch of us were talking outside about leaving. It was REALLY windy, and one of the nearby radio towers was bending and flailing in the wind. It eventually came down and smashed into my arm. Worst pain ever. I actually felt pain in my dream. I had a huge brown bump that was bleeding all up and down my arm in the dream. As I went to the hospital, Oanh (friend from Tufts) said it looked like something happened to it, entirely missing the fact that I had a huge gash that was bleeding profusely. Then I woke up.

12/14/04 Nap

Holy shit, I forgot that I used to take naps!

It started off as a pretty great dream. My roomate and I realized that our dorm room was right next to two friends from high school, so we opened the center section to make one gigantic room. We also got a washer, dryer, huge hallway, and cabinets somehow. Then it got weird. I ate a Fruit-by-the-Foot snack, and all my teeth broke in my mouth and fell out. I knew it was a dream at this point (I HATE when the tooth-falling-out thing happens, but at least I always recognize it as a dream at that point), and I kept trying to wake myself up. I was on the roof of Lewis (my dorm freshman year) trying to get to the dentist to help me, but three guys randomly picked a fight with me for no reason. I threw one of them off the top of Lewis (Wow, extreme fighting technique!) as the other two kept kicking me. I tried really hard to wake up, and Raven (my roomate) walked by my bed, so I was finally able to wake up.

12/15/04

I've had a dream like this before. I was a sniper, but my division failed and I was taken prisoner. I was tortured, but it was also some strange rehab program where we all share stories. I had a spy camera that was also a gun, but the access code was broken, so I couldn't use it. There was a girl who was also taken captive, and we tried to escape together. Then all of a sudden me, Jimmy, and Olsen (another friend from home) were in a team go-kart race, and we won. (That's not random at all)

12/17/04

I forgot most of it, but at one point I was in need of surgery but no one would take me to the hospital. Then I was bit three times by a rabid raccoon. A lot of my friends started watching Family Guy on Adult Swim, but I was sort of dying from rabies. (That might actually be the best text I've ever written in my entire life)

12/18/04

I remember playing football at one point, and then wrestling. Me and some other guy discussed how on a certain date the ocean's current would get stronger and the polar axis would switch. Today's South would switch to North. I didn't believe it. I also solved a crime somewhere in there.

12/25/04

Some friends from Tufts and I went to BU's "porn room." (what does that even mean please?) We had to get flushed to another dimension in some weird toilet that we stood in (like in Harry Potter! I really hope it turns out that I'm a wizard in this dream...). I walked around barefoot in a gross bathroom, and I was drunk. Oleg developed some crazy cosine converter equation that I tried to understand.

12/28/04

I made a really good sandwich and was about to eat it when Geoff (one of my best friends from home) and I got a message from some dude claiming that he kidnapped Jimmy. I never got to eat the sandwich, but it had bacon, chicken, ham, salami, and mustard, and I kept thinking about it the entire dream (BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA). Geoff and I looked up the guy's voice online and found him (because that is a thing that is possible). We went to his house, and it turned out that he didn't do anything to Jimmy, but there were a bunch of naked people there. Suddenly, I was playing Game Cube at Tufts. I went down the hall and found a guy from dodgeball, who invited Geoff and I to a party. I was on rollerblades somehow, and I slipped a lot, so everyone thought I was drunk. I tried looking for my shoes (in trashcans) but I couldn't find them. Cops came. They didn't bust anyone, but they asked me and the guy from dodgeball some questions about adding and subtracting numbers. Geoff went around asking different girls to dance, but kept getting slapped. At this point I went back to my room. Raven apparently lent my Game Cube to some other people. I started working on a lego robot for class, but I had millions of legos all over the room, including two huge bins that I brought up to school. They got mixed up with the robot legos, and I had to sort them until I decided to wake myself up.

12/30/04

I was exploring the library at Tufts when I came across a section of couches and beds. I forget a little in between, but later I was frantically locking a door because a poisonous giant snake escaped in this room. All of these snakes were going around killing people, so a bunch of people were locking themselves in other rooms for safety. I met this guy who was selling kittens. I tried to buy one from him, but he never gave me a price, and I woke up. (This dream very rapidly shifted from an exciting thriller about deadly snakes to a kitten-related business proposition. I'd be lying if I said this was unusual.)

1/6/05

I was playing dodgeball, and I was trying really hard to peg one of the douche bags who lives in my dorm. I fell dodging a ball, and someone threw a ball at me while I was on the ground, but I caught it somehow. Then Jimmy, Geoff, Olsen and I got off a school bus at my bus stop and played videogames in my garage.

Then a bunch of us started playing some game where you have to roll these weird candies into holes. Some other kid tried playing with us, but he got arrested.

Then I was on my way to Philmont (a place in New Mexico where I backpacked for two weeks), but I didn't know anyone in my group. I was setting the table for our lunch before we started hiking, but people started fighting over who got shrimp. I tried to get napkins from the top of some Aztec ruins, but these monsters who lived there kept trying to smash me off the temple with giant mallets. They eventually hit me and I woke up.

1/11/05

A couple of Marines were climbing up a cliff like in that commercial. The difference was that once they got close to the top, they got zapped by lightning and fell most of the way down. But they kept scrambling back up that damn cliff.

1/12/05

It was the first day of second semester, and I was having a shitty day. My classes were miles away on some desert sandy path. I went to the bookstore to find a gigantic crappy old $300 physics book that I needed to buy. No EN elective books though.

Another dream I had was very strange. It started with me and some other guy trying to track me down to sword fight with me. We ran around the mall, and I finally escaped, but ended up killing a lot of people (meh, it happens). We were then taken to some basement dungeon, where we met a common enemy: some weird phantom creature. The guy and the creature sword fought with each other, but the guy lost. While they were fighting, I escaped to a hidden area where a bunch of people were, and they already knew about the creatures, who began to multiply. We found that it was only safe in the light, and when you took a photograph, they were all surrounding us in the photo: slimy, bloody looking things. As I was getting flashlights to protect everyone, all my friends bought guns and tried to take on the creatures. They were either killed or assimilated. There were only three of us left, and we found that we were gradually turning into the creatures. We decided to finally make a last stand in a suicide mission, but I woke up.

Ok, now that I've thoroughly blown my own mind, that's enough. HOWEVER! You may have already noticed that NOT ONE OF THESE DREAMS included zombies! How weird is that!?