Convention, Hat Shopping, and Megamind

Arianna and I were at a convention. We were running around the dealers' room looking for a particular cosplay hat prop. Finally we found some, but it was too small on me and it just looked terrible. Arianna looked good in it though.
I bought a different hat instead.

I lost track of Arianna and so I was walking around by myself. I found a couple Megamind cosplayers, but they were really bad. I was happy to see some support for Megamind though. Then I found one really good one. I approached him and said "Wow, your cosplay is really good! I love Megamind."
He said, "Huh? Cos-play?"
"Yeah... you're costume... you're supposed to be Megamind, right?"
"Uh... this isn't a costume. I AM Megamind."

Then I was quiet with excitement. I was all " O.O "
I asked where Roxanne was, and he said that she dumped him again, and then he was sad. I felt bad so I took him by the arm and told him we were going to go get ice cream.

Then there was a montage type thing of us doing lots of fun stuff. And then we made out. And then Roxanne came back and asked Megamind to take her back. He did.

Then I was sad.



Then I woke up.

Science class teacher, Bentley, Ticks

My friend (who I actually know) from Buffalo, Ed, he was my science teacher for some reason. And I had the hots for him. I didn't in real life, but for some reason in my dream I did. o.O

Anyway, we were in science class and people were putting on presentations. Then when the presentations were done we were all just sitting around and chilling.

That's when my puppy, Bentley, walked in. I guess some nerdy kid was supposed to be watching him and was doing a really poor job at it. He let Bentley roam all around and in tall grass. When I went to go pet Bentley, I noticed he had a huge tick on him. And another. And another. And another. And they were all REALLY big, like a few inches around.

I started yelling at the kid for nearly killing my puppy, but he nonchalantly brushed off my anger and tried to remove a tick. That's when I flipped cuz you can't just remove a tick by pulling it out. You have to singe the head to make it remove itself then pull it off with tweezers. So again, the nerdy kid brushed off my anger. I grabbed some tweezers and a lighter and started removing the ticks.

Poor Bentley was yelping and crying because it hurt.



Then I woke up, feeling sad for my poor puppy. =(

Anger Management, Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, and Miniature Model Painting

So I've had dreams the last few nights, but I was feeling really lazy and didn't feel like typing them up. Now that I have the motivation I can't remember them. >.<

Anyway, this was last night's dream.



My best friend, Colleen, and I were walking around in a sketchy area of the town/city we were in. We were looking for some large thing to pick up. I don't know why.

On our way back from picking up whatever it was we almost were confronted by some gang members so we busted into the apartment building that happened to be next to us. We ran up a few flights of stairs, climbed out the window onto one of those metal stair railing things on the sides of buildings. We used that to jump and climb in the next building over to throw off the gang members.
That's when I lost track of Colleen. She just sort of disappeared. I went through the door of the room I was in and walked into a group of people. There was two goth kids (a tall boy and a short, chubby girl), an older Indian (like, actual Indian, not Native American) guy and Johnny the Homicidal Maniac. There was also a woman in a suit. I tried to leave but the woman wouldn't let me, she said I had to be a part of the anger management group.

So I ended up living there. Johnny didn't say much, he just sort of sat in his chair and looked around like the paranoid guy he is. The other goth kids were friendlier, but not by much. The Indian guy was always angry and looked like he wanted to punch everyone in the face.
I opened up the fridge one day and there was a bunch of chicken noodle soup in containers that were stored upside down. I don't know how the soup wasn't spilling out of them, but it wasn't, except when you tried to turn the container right side up to eat the soup. Somehow I figured out how to do so without spilling much so I took one of the containers/bowls to the living room where Johnny was and started to eat it. That's when he told me he made it. I finished it, and it was really good, so when I walked by him back to the kitchen to wash out my dish I gave him a hug and kiss on top of the head. He blushed, sort of smiled, then got paranoid again and walked off to a different room. In the kitchen the two goth kids were trying to fix the sink because it was clogged.

For some reason the other woman wasn't there anymore so I decided I would grab Johnny and try to book it to leave. I couldn't find him sadly, so I just left. I ran down a few flights of stairs where I found my parents working for the Indian guy. They were painting miniature models of cities and forests and stuff. My dad wasn't too good at it, my mom was okay. I asked for a job since I love artsy stuff but he wouldn't give me a job.


Then I woke up.



I don't know why I dream the things I do. The fact that JtHM was in my dream made me happy, even though he is technically a homicidal maniac. I've read the comics tons of times so I just love the character

Giant, Mutant Mosquitos

Of what I remember, I was walking around on my college campus with my friend Ned. I stare at the ground primarily when I walk, and as we were walking I thought I saw a shiny Rattata in the grass a little ways off. I went to go check it out when a giant, mutant, red mosquito flew at me and stabbed me with it's blood drinker thing. It hurt a lot and I swatted at it and killed it.

So we were freaking out because we hadn't seen anything like that. We went inside my dorm room where my suitemates were watching tv. They were watching a report on some news channel that was talking about the giant, mutant mosquitos. The news report said that anyone who was stabbed by one of the mosquitos needed to go get medical attention immediately because the longer you wait, the more their poison spreads through your system and drives you insane.

Needless to say we were worried. We got in Ned's car and out onto the highway on the way to the hospital. As we were going I started hallucinating and freaking out.


Then I woke up.

Really weird. Giant, mutant mosquitoes are quite terrifying.

A Date with Bono

I was at some fair with my mom and it was Valentine's Day (much as it is today) and I went to go get food tickets or something and Bono (from U2) was there. I was chatting him up while there since he was distributing them, and he was flirting with me. Now I'm not a huge U2 or Bono fan, but with his longer hair he is pretty attractive to me. In any case he with flirting with me and asked me out on a date. He gave me an earring and told me that the only way I'd get the other one to make a complete set would be to show up to dinner at some restaurant later that night. Then he added on that he hoped I wouldn't just come for the earring (which I wouldn't).

It was really sweet, and even though it was just a dream I refused to wake up this morning. I didn't even dream much after that or during the 3 hours that it took for me to wake up, but the cozy, sweet feeling of the dream was there and I didn't want get up and get ready for class.

Oh, at some point we were also talking about a couple of our favorite things, like playing cards and colors, and he guessed my favorite card and favorite color correctly.

Dr. Gregory House Birthday Scavenger Hunt and Bear and Shark Hunting

Lots of hunting in last nights dream....

It started out where my friend Jake and I were supposed to be part of Dr. Gregory House's (yes, from the show House) birthday scavenger hunt. It was all being arranged by Cutti (I am assuming that's how you spell her name) and we were part of it. I was super crushing on House (from afar. Let's be honest, you would be too) but I went and hid in my spot none the less. It was all outdoors though, so I was upset because I was getting my clothes dirty by sitting in a dirt plot surrounded by tall grass.
House started searching for everyone and their presents and he almost found me, but then Cutti pulled him away for some emergency in the hospital. I was sad.

Then because all of House's time was going to be taken up taking care of that patient, we all just came out of our hiding places. Anyone who wasn't hospital staff was told to go home. Again, I was sad.

I started headed home along some forested path when an old scruffy guy asked if I wanted a ride. I agreed and got in his car. He continued to drive along the path and then turned onto a highway. He drove and drove and when he finally stopped we had arrived at some other forested area, but with the ocean right behind us as well. Like, the highest point of the forest area was the water level of the ocean. It was very peculiar. He told me this is where he brought his campers to learn how to hunt bears and sharks.

Then the rest of the time was spent with a whole flock of people, all dressed to traverse the wilderness, watching the older guy hunt bears and sharks. We had to help him point them out.
Except he didn't know the difference between whales and sharks, and he kept shooting whales whenever anything large swam by. So I had to teach him the difference.


Then a bear in a bear suit attacked someone, because it had a shotgun hidden in the costume's nose. I don't know why a bear would need a bear costume to attack someone, but it did.


Then I woke up feeling slightly confused about the whole thing.

The Little Mermaid, Epic Battle, and "Power Users"

So once again I only have time now that it's later to post about my dream. So let's see what I can remember.

The Little Mermaid was there and she was trying to get to Eric on the surface, but one of her sisters who looks just like her, but with blonde hair, was also in love with Eric and wanted to marry him. So while Ariel was making a deal with Ursula, the other sister was going about her own means to get to the surface.
Then the other sister fell into something and into another dimension/world where she became something called a "Power User." The Power Users were people who could access some super power type thing. Only a few people could do it from that world, which is why they were special.

So she was recruited to join this team of people and Power Users who were an underground rebellion against the evil dictator/government that was running that world. Then I was there and I was a Power User. The Little Mermaid's sister had an awesome mechanical weapon trident, and I had a gun that gave me an armored suit, and the gun was super powerful.

So we went out with these 4 other people who kind of each looked like a main character from The Wizard of Oz. They weren't Power Users, but they had trained themselves up to be strong enough to be comparable. We went into an epic battle with the evil government's Power Users. It was very intense and I kept having to reload and run around and dodge. Seriously, it's really hard to describe just how intense it was.

Then we won, but at the expense of all the Power Users dying. The four Wizard of Oz people survived because they weren't Power Users, even though they were in the middle of the fight too.
Then the leader of the underground movement came out and addressed the four Wizard of Oz people that a new Power User had popped up and was in the Silver City. There was also another one in Gold Town, and the leader would head to that one, but the four others had to go to Silver City.

Then someone said something along the lines of "I guess it's time for another adventure!" There was then a freeze-frame of everyone walking off towards Silver City (wherever that is...).


Then I woke up.

It was very video game-esque.

Owen Wilson, Robbers and Tawainese

So I do believe getting more sleep did the trick. I also would have posted this sooner, except I woke up late and have only just now had time to post.
Thankfully I can usually remember most of my dream for the day.


I lived in a sketchy neighborhood and Owen Wilson was my friend and he was helping me house sit. For some reason he appears in my dreams frequently. I don't know why since I don't find him particularly attractive or interesting, but I digress...
I had a pet Great Dane puppy who was brown with a dark muzzle and was trying to get into everything. The apartment I lived in and was watching was full of old, fragile stuff. The dog was running through the apartment breaking things and making me very angry and very stressed.
Then we had to leave to bring the dog somewhere else so he wouldn't ruin everything in the apartment.

When Owen Wilson and I got back the house had been robbed. Everything was gone. I mean EVERYTHING. I started crying because I knew I would be in huge trouble. Owen was trying to calm me down and thought maybe we could find someone who saw something. The only people around were a bunch of Taiwanese people who didn't speak much (if any) English and were doing some weird ritual where they were pulling out their teeth (maybe as a test to show their manliness or something).

In any case, Owen tried talking to them, with no avail, and came back with no more information than he had left with. I continued to freak out and cry. Then the dog came back, even though we had tied him to a tree or fence or something, to keep him out of the house. He went in and started smelling around, then ran out of the apartment barking.



Then I woke up.

I guess the dog had the robbers' scent and was following it. There was also a lot more details in that, but after a day of classes that is all I can remember.

Better than nothing though.

An Update on Non-Updates

So I regret to inform that I, once again, have nothing to post.

For the last few weeks I have not got enough sleep to actually have a dream. I've gotten about 3 hours of sleep a night (so, it was more of a nap) if that much. Three "nights" ago I only slept for 30 minutes, between 7 and 7:30 am Sunday morning. This was after staying up for at least 24 hours, I lost track of how long I had actually been awake after a while.

Hopefully now that I do not need to work on what I was working on, I will actually be able to sleep and resume remembering my bizarre and interesting dreams.