Jeremy's Dream Blog

When I remember them, I try to write down my dreams. Largely inspired by Dunne, it's also fun to do.

Wednesday, July 23, 2003

Very vivid, lots of them. Most seemed to involve Vampires (lady ones) and Sith (from Star Wars). Not pleasant, either of them. Probably inspired by my playing KOTOR

Thursday, July 17, 2003

Was back in college, apparently. Was with my old friend from elementary school, Brian Costello. He had some sort of problem. I on the other hand was doing something involving radio waves, and the answers to my problems (of trying to locate a signal or radio station) were on tootsie roll pop wrappers. (not actually that brand, but another brand whose name I can't remember, with white wrappers.) There was an index that referred me to a certain wrapper, but when I looked, it wasn't there. Then I woke up.

(I would guess that perhaps this was inspired by the Charlie Sheen movie the Arrival, which I saw part of the other day).

Tuesday, July 15, 2003

Can't remember first one

Second one was I acquired a flying ship. It was somewhat run down, like a ghost ship.

(Presumably inspired by the pirates of the carribean movie trailers)

Friday, July 11, 2003

Another doozy. I'm apparently sick, which makes me dreams more common and vivid

I had a bunch, the only one I remember was that I was back in college. But it wasn't quite like college. I was taking a course in karate (tae kwon do), but instead of doing things, I was taking notes. Instead of karate, it was more about astrophysics, or specifically, the darkest place in the universe. We were supposed to use math to find out where it was, but he just told us, I think (or drew a map.

Anyway, after this class, I talked to this girl (Erika) who I had a crush on in the middle stages of my college career. I never really talked to her though. I had lots of opportunities to, especially in the first couple years, but I really didn't like her at all at first. So I simply didn't want to talk to her. When I realized I wanted to, I coudln't figure out how to explain my previous quietness.

Thursday, July 10, 2003

This was a doozy.

At first, I dreamt I was doing a recreation of HPL's Dunwich Horror. Only the horror appeared not like Wilbur Wately, but sorta icky at the begining and was attacked by a the dog then, at a street on the road. The dog didn't kill it either, it was hit by a mustard truck , which spilled and covered the thing in mustard. One townsfolk actually ate part of it.

During this, I was yelling at townsfolk to be scared, or something about "Haven't you read this" or "This is your kids favorite author" or something like that.

The townsfolk that ate part of it may or may not have been turned into something icky. At that point, the dream changed.

I was in a corner lot of some sort, when someone wants to use it. It's a biker gang, and they have a hurt member. Not wanting trouble, I let them in.

It turned out not to be a biker gang per se, but an asian gang of people with supernatural abilities.

I asked if the guy needed help

"He'll be okay in 5 (or 15 minutes) - said the leader?

At this point, the surroundings turned into more of a shop, and I turned into someone with some supernatural powers myself. And something to protect. And the gang was sent there to get it. We were going to have to fight, and each member of the gane (there were about 5 or 6) showed off a power or ability. I remember one did a martial arts routine and then jumped and landed on his finger yet supported his whole body.

As I was about to fight them, the alarm went off

Saturday, July 05, 2003

Dreamt that I accidently ran into this woman I used to date (Katie), but instead of her running away or glaring at me, we reconciled, sorta. And just spent the dream talking with her.