113009 STRESS DREAMS

First I had a dream about fiction class: because I thought my plane was getting in earlier than it was, I didn't bring home the stories I have to critique for this class and as a result get to do that all this morning. In my dream I hand-wrote the critiques during class. This after having to walk down in the direction of KM-san's apartment and stopping in like a laundromat or something. Actually my brain tried several methods for working out this problem, including

Next, my brain decided to skip through the week and settle on Friday, on which I'm going to Bucca di Beppo's with the Asian Studies department. Because, you know, I'm part of that now, working with them and all. Sounds fun right? Except that I'll be there just... there. Will I have anything to contribute? I have a hard enough time contributing to mass conversations when I know everyone... But none of that was in my dream, because I didn't even manage to get there in my dream. I dreamt I took a shower and then headed straight to Writers' Cafe--hang on a dang second, we have to leave at 1 on Friday, WC is at 3--without brushing my hair or anything. JM (one of my bosses) was there and told me they hadn't left yet. I ran up to my dorm to grab my purse and pull a brush through my hair, but MB-san showed up so I didn't rush out again. When I did leave, it took an unreasonable amount of time to get to Posvar, and then I couldn't get to the seventh floor. (The fourth, brain, the fourth.) It was far more closed-in than Posvar is, and like some of the upper levels of the Cathedral (I think?) certain doors and staircases would only get you to certain areas of the floor. I asked for help from someone doing yoga on the sixth floor. I woke up before I could get to where I was going.

These next three weeks? Kinda gonna suck. *sigh*

112809 TAIMUZU SURII!!

(Stop that.)
I had three dreams last night.
First one I remember: Soul Eater-related. Stein was going really crazy. SHOKKINGU, RIGHT? Except that he was doing so to music. Yes. A musical episode. With the song that starts, "Once upon a time I was falling in love, now I'm just falling apart." Yeah... no comment there, except that it was somewhere in Yu-Gi-Oh! The Abridged Series, which I watched all the way through with RB and RG yesterday, which is how it came to exists in whatever type of memory my brain was trying to resolve. And as he was going crazy he was getting really self-destructive--like, electrocuting himself. Mugyuu. EDIT: dangit half of this paragraph ceased to exist. It previously contained the explanation that in my headcanon, which I don't yet deserve to have, Stein started experimenting on himself in a rather self-destructive manner after he got scared out of the habit of dissecting others; it also mentioned that I listened to "Victor" and "Psychedelic Souljam" in either this or the next dream. We now return you to your regularly scheduled dream diary.

Other dream: involved classes. This may have been the one in which I was listening to SE music. But I was doing... something on campus. When I returned to my room (Not actually my room; somehow a combination of my room from last year and Sanders-san's room), I realized that I had to hurry and get ready for Aspects of the Japanese Language, but for some reason I had to tidy up my room first. I had a stack of books which fell over towards CB. In the process, it became 2:30 and I realized I was going to be late no matter what, so I... finished tidying up and then took a nap. But when I woke up, I realized that I didn't want to miss Aspects (I wanted to miss J-lit!), so I rushed off to that, now about a half-hour late.

Third dream: weird cursed game about following orders. If you didn't manage to finish them all, you were cursed somehow. There was this odd game with long colored batons; it was called kelvasta. That's not a name. It may be taken from "Hevlaska," a character in D-Gray.Man. I also had to twirl my flute. Eventually, I completed all the tasks and I was not cursed, so I got to look at the task list. (Before, someone had just been ordering me around.)

111809: Aaaiiiiee.

Aaah, seriously unpleasant ending to this one.
But from the beginning of what I remember:
I was in my current dorm room. I don't remember the details of what was going on. At one point, I looked under my bed. It was illogically bright there and there were pins scattered on the floor (possibly my deck). But what I did was grab my DS and start playing something--one of the PW games, I think. The volume was too loud and I turned it all the way down.
I don't remember the transition here, but it was the same dream. I went grocery shopping with a few Act class tomodachi. For some reason, Mohler-san was really upset. I bought her some blueberry juice, which she was very excited about seeing, to cheer her up. When we left the grocery store area, we were on the second floor of Posvar and took the escalator down to the first. (That... would make it right about where Einstein's is.) On the way, we lost someone, and I theorized that it was because we'd run into my first-semester writing class teacher. (I ran into her yesterday, and I guess that was incorporated.)
But after that, someone and I were getting ready to go home for the summer (aaaand this makes as much connective sense as one of Excalibur's stories). There was someone to let us into our rooms one last time in order to check and make sure we hadn't forgotten any thing. So he takes me "to my room" which was the outside door to our NJ house but the inside was our current kitchen. Cody, our dog, was curled up where his kennel usually is, but his eyes went wide and crazy when he saw us and he scrambled to his feet, which was hard for him. Apparently he hadn't been taken care of in a while. There were like bits of dog food all over. We let him outside first thing, but Dad was there and said something insulting about him while we were outside. (Does not make sense.) I went outside to the front to see him, and he had changed into a different dog--color was totally different--and was covered in fleas. I tried to comfort him but he was shaking. I tried to force some logic into the situation, but realized I was awake.
Aaaaah. ;^; Codyyyyyy.

111109 Hey, it's Pocky Day!

In one dream, I woke up to find that one of my roommates, who is full of school spirit (and prejudice), had bought me a bunch of school spirit clothing and a large spirited pillow. The pillow was the kind of pillow that looks like a chair back and has arms. It was navy blue and had the school panther logo on it in gold thread. Some of the clothing was more creative though--there was a set of seven shirts, all layered together, that were rainbow. There was also a really cute tan-ish one that had a kind of Threadless feel about it.
In what may have been the same dream, I was worried about getting to class on time, probably because of my new job and what that entails for my time management. I lived in Forbes, but my dorm room was my current one. I wanted to go shopping when I had the time, and I got new purple headphones--headphones proper, not earphones.

In a separate dream, I was playing "We Didn't Playtest This At All" with my family. It was very muddled. Z won, I think. Somehow I wound up with like six cards. There was something called "Slapanese," which was some kind of Fangirl Japanese, involved.

111009 Dangit Dunning

Part of my dream was set in Hotel Dusk. I was trying to sneak around, which is all one ever does in that game. I had to avoid Dunning. He was being particularly persistent at this point. Like I would go somewhere and then have to hide behind something until he went away. (Not actually possible with the game mechanics.) Somehow I wound up hiding in a freezer. I was standing, but the freezer part was only the top part. Dunno how that worked. It was opened because I didn't want to be shut into a freezer (go figure). But Dunning was looking somewhere else. Someone else came in--might have been my sister T--and I motioned for her to distract him so I could get away. But she didn't get the message and just stayed there talking to him instead, so I stood there freezing. And then I realized I was going to be spotted, so I closed the freezer door. But eventually that became too much and I opened it again--only to be spotted by Dunning. When I woke up, I was cold. (And it was 4:29, so I went back to sleep.)

I also dreamed we were going somewhere in the van. I held hands with Joel Nygren. (RANDOM MUCH??) We were growing a plant and keeping it in the back of the car, and we had to keep watering it. There was really pretty graffiti.

110909

In my dream, there was something going on in the Cathedral's common room, but I didn't realize so I went in anyway. It was something sorority-related. Eventually, someone (possibly Director Vance from NCIS...) sat us all down to take attendance, but for some reason it was a complicated process and even when the sign-in sheet had gone around, there were people who hadn't signed in.

I also dreamt that I was watching something on television. It was our living room in California. No, it wasn't--the TV-watching part was not in a room I recognize. I don't remember what we were properly watching, but I remember there being a CG animation of someone in a sewer-y place, on the run. Then Dad made cheesy potatoes. The kitchen was our CA kitchen. Then it was the next day, and we were watching TV again. The same commercial played, and this time I watched more of it. It ended with someone dying a bloody death right by the main character of the commercial, who then threw up. Yeah, not a dang clue what that was advertising. Something about the MC--who may have been an anthropomorphic cat--being a writer? Happy dreams. Following that was an interview with the animator/director of the commercial, who apparently had a movie coming out. You'd think the commercial'd be for the movie then, right? Except the movie looked green and Ghibli Hills-ish. The grass was extremely detailed. With anthro cats, but I didn't like the way they were animated--their balance was off; their legs were leaning too far forward and looked too stiff. The person who was interviewing the animator asked if he'd ever had cheesy potatoes (which we were eating again that night). Then he asked if the animator had ever seen a certain blog that was related to his work. In my dream, I thought that that would be strange because for a moment I thought he was Japanese, but then I remembered he wasn't.

110709 Please stop that.

All I remember about last night's dream? That shadowobsession999 accidentally let slip in a comment that Medusa was still alive. I'd made some comment about how she was talking to an insect, I guess on the Artist's Comments for my Medusa picture (....riiiiiight), at least within my dream--and so999's comment was something like "Oh yeah I remember that part," so I had to tell her that that had been a guess (WHAT INSECT??), and while I was happy to have gotten it right, she'd just spoiled me.
EDIT 120809 though I could have said this earlier: THE SPIDER?!

Please note that this marks the SECOND TIME I have dreamed about a question I have about Soul Eater being resolved. BRAIN, KNOCK IT OFF. IT'S NOT IMPORTANT.
(The first time was before I started keeping note of my dreams here. It was right after the ball episode. I dreamt I gave into temptation and went to some (illegal) video streaming place to watch episodes until I could tell whether or not I should ship SteinxMedusa. At the time, I thought it would take like two episodes. It took about eight.)

110609 Erukaめ!

There was a frog. I was on the computer and realized there was a frog in my room. It was about 2/3 the size of my hand and it was just sitting on my bed. It had this black mass on its back that stuck out, and crossing black lines below that. It alarmed me. But I kept using my computer. Lai-san called and invited me over. There were the usual issues with my phone battery. I left my computer, but wanted to look up what kind of frog it was. My brother was there. (&Lai-san was inviting me over. My, this makes sense...) I had closed my computer, so I had to open it back up to look up what kind of frog it was, which I did by googling something about the black thing on its back. I never found out if it was poisonous. I thought it had arrived in my room via a box of bananas--oh, my mind was stretching. It couldn't even come up with something reasonable. (I was aware, even in my dream, that I'd done nothing recently that would result in the presence of a strange frog.) I tried to catch the frog, using some kind of cloth between the frog and my hand to protect myself. I caught it and it was squishy and slimy. All I remember.

Also. The sword, fireworks, and fudge store from on the way to Rochester was in my dream. There was a firework made to look like a guy with an afro and sunglasses. The afro was the firework part. They came to check my license even though I didn't want to go into the secret room, and I didn't have a MN license. I browsed, showed the register there was nothing in my hands, and then left.

110409

Don't remember much.
What I remember is walking with ライさん and マーテルさん and telling them my... theory... about my sexuality. M-san took it in stride, but AL-san (this is entirely the novel's fault, shut up) started asking me like how I knew and stuff.


But while I'm on that confusing subject,
Gosh DARN, RB. You know, I am trying to get over you. Don't send me a mug and tell me that there exists one other and that you own it and that we're going to drink coffee from them together over Thanksgiving break. *facepalm* This has happened before, multiple times. I'll think, "Well, maybe I'm not quite that into him" and then he'll do something that just makes me go asdfghjkl;'. *sigh*