I will not try not to make a habit of blogging my dreams for 2 reasons, 1. because they are always retardedly bizzarre, and would make any sane person lose his marbles and scramble down the hallway, frantically trying to gather then up with chopsticks. 2. because I would be spending hours every day typing up pages and pages, and that would leave me no time to sleep. This is an exception.
Last night I had a really weird one.They are always weird and vivid, but this one was a bit weirder. What was weird about it wasnt the content, what happened in the dream probably happens in most peoples dreams. The weird part that I was a woman; I thought like a woman as if it was normal. For example by the scary parts I just screamed, as if I couldnt control myself. (I never understood why women do that) And I reacted to things emotianally, I cant really explain it. What happened was that there was this cannibal lady who kidnapped my husband Bill, me and a handful of other victims. We were being held upstairs of a tv filming studio. She was eating us one by one.There was this celebrity who was going to appear on tv telling the world he cheated on his wife, and we were right there, waiting to be eaten. Then me and bill managed to overcome her,I got ahold of her gun but bill suffered some crititical injuries. (I think she bit his whole chest\stomach open, but my view was blocked during the biting)He told me to shoot him, so I shot him in the head and he thanked me and died. Then I turned the gun on the cannibal and after exchanging a teary eyed debate about her actions, shot her in the stomach. The other prisoners and I fell on her and started tearing off chunks of her flesh with forks. They hungrily devoured her, but the last thing that happened before I woke up, was me being totally revolted by the huge chunk of her stomach on my fork, and the other prisoners insisting that in order to make things right I had to eat my share.
posted Monday, 12 June 2006