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DM & the Yeti: The DOOM men of TQ's dreams...

...which begs the question - what the heck is wrong with TQ?

Look! I don't want any trouble, okay?

(07-08-2020, 09:54 AM)Greg Wrote: [ -> ]Look! I don't want any trouble, okay?

Then why on earth did you come here?

We all make mistakes.

fair

shoot, the forum requires messages longer than 5 characters so i can't just leave it at that.

(07-08-2020, 07:38 AM)Drunk Monk Wrote: [ -> ]DM & the Yeti: The DOOM men of TQ's dreams...

...what the heck is wrong with TQ?

So many possible answers... ?

I just want to get it on the record that I am really sick of my dreams that focus on me back in the film construction biz. I've had about five nights in a row of this.

Except last night we strolled into the Inception world. I was surrounded by clues to something that were all written backwards. The one I remember deciphering was 'ORCA YOSEMITE'

You know those dreams when you're peeing and you wake up and realize that you're in bed and are grateful that you were only peeing in your dreams, and then you wonder if you should get up and pee because if you fall back asleep, you may have the peeing dream again because you really have to go and you might, in your dreams, forget it's a dream, and actually pee in your bed? 

And then you get up, stumble in the dark to the bathroom, and it turns out you really didn't have to pee. It was just something you dreamed about. 

Sometimes my subconscious is stoopik.

When I wake up, I pee.

(07-17-2020, 06:51 PM)Greg Wrote: [ -> ]When I wake up, I pee.

That would make a good slogan for you. It'd make a nice T-shirt.

I.P. Freely, brother to Ace!

Woke to a test anxiety nightmare. Thought I’d missed my Spanish final - an online exam. Took me a bit to remember that I’m not in any such class. I used to get test anxiety dreams a lot in college but they’ve since diminished. Perhaps this is vicarious as Tara is in her summer session finals.

Went back to sleep and had another nightmare. Walking with an unknown friend, we discover some abandoned mansions all boarded up. We go in to explore one and are transported back in time to when it was vital yet still abandoned. Then these vines start attacking us. We flee into a swamp which becomes a lake that we must swim across, the vines at our heels. It’s not very scary as I write this out but it was visceral and I woke to chills and a gut full of adrenaline. I’m still settling down from that. Don’t know where that came from - coronanoia maybe.

Went back to sleep for one more nightmare. I’m traveling by rail in some euro country with Stacy. At customs, they need to see my ticket but I can’t find it (I’m very ocd about this stuff when I travel). I’m put in some holding cell where I can search myself and my backpack. I’m sorting through all my stuff to no avail. Stacy is waiting impatiently. I wake up stressed. This might be related to seeing Charade last night and remembering Europe travels. Whatever - not a restful night at all. Clearly my subconscious is unsettled.

Well, I thought I was having a test anxiety nightmare today.  Then I realized I was wide-awake.  That ratcheted up the anxiety even more.

Stupid DMV.  They want me to take the written knowledge exam to renew my drivers license.  So I'm plowing through the handbook.  Why is driving so complicated?

People.  Man.  Woman.  ....?

Hell, I'm never going to remember them all and get them straight.