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I am rather disapointed to say that I have not been dreaming much this week, it has been more like deep sleep. Deep sleep in interesting too in a way one minute you seem to be awake then the next it is 6:45am and the alarm is going off. It feels like you have just skipped 8 hours in the blink of an eye.

Sometime when I think about this idea of blinking and suddenly waking up hours later it freaks me out and I can't get to sleep. . . . . that just goes to show that I am wierd, not my dreams!

mr_e wrote:And Andy has some issues, especially with dress sense. Do you think Rowena would wear that stuff!?

I hope not! I don't think she will turn into a chav that easily!
*shudders as he thinks of the names,

Mike, I like deep sleep, I've had a few of those this week. I've also been waking up at weird times, around the times of 3 and 4 O'clock, lying there, looking at the alarm clock and then waking up. Surreal. Every night this week that has happened!

I had a really horrible dream last night

It was 8.33 and the head of year 10, Ann Mc, came up to me and said ''Andy, a couple of new entrants in your group for you, can't fit them anywhere else''. In my lesson I taught 43 children, utterly, utterly scary and a horrible dream. They were sitting on desks and on the cupboards, messing about, etc

The freaky thing is though is that I do have a new entrant in my class but not 13 of them! OMG, just realised the significance of there being 13 extra kids!

Man, had a really wierd dream the night before last:

It involved spaceships and piracy of some kind, and at some stage I had a load of stuff knicked from me. I remember watching a wierd kind of free-roaming rugby match, played between two teams like Oxford and Cambridge. Like, played everywhere outside in the school grounds, lots of puddles and that all over the shop. There was also, in the same dream, I believe, a complex next to a garage, guarding who knows what, but it had racks of missiles in sealed cases outside it, in view. Remember trying to stop someone shooting one of the guards (who I don't think was human: like, ogreish or something!?). Then we were in there, and I seemed to know these people. Then I was on the balcony, and got caught doing something I shouldn't have been. At which point everyone came out to ogle/laugh at us.

Yes, that was messed up. Thinking about the previous dream I mentioned, it may have involved having creatures trying to get in or loitering around my house or another building, then driving a bus off a drop, and some big yelloe monster prowling around. Oh, and some freaky little dark shadowy figures. Actually, the creatures in building theme does seem to recurr a bit in my dreams. *wonders what that may mean

I had a really wierd dream last night but I can not remeber what it is any more! Sorry about not posting it earlier!

Yay I had a vivid dream, the part I remember went something like this.

We were playing D&D and I was partly Sir John and partly playing Sir John - If you understand the difference! We found a red rug that seemed very patterned and after looking through the gem of true seeing we found it to be covered in spells. As they were dangerous spells Sir John decided to keep the rug 'safe'.

I then swapped to being a player and told Fez that his Character, a mage, would be still able to copy the spells into his spell book.

After that I was living in a house with a very old person, Lizzie and Stan we had an upstairs front room with all the sterio linked to the TV. Someone kept playing the sterio rather loudly in the evening and we kept a bunch of CD's (i remember them being signigicant but not why!) in a draw which was of unsuitable size and shape to store CDS which was very annoying.

Finally at my Parents house before the conservatory me and a friend were play knife fighting in slow motion, a video camera had been set up so we could fight in slow mo and then speed up the recording to double speed so it looked really cool.

Yay, another good dreaming day! :D

This is turning into a nice little insight into our psyches. Unfortunately I didn't dream last night, but I think my body just needed the sleep.

i was pissed last night. dreams were numerous and varied, completely forgotten in the haze of waking up though being cold was a reoccuring theme as was the search for a tin opener of all things to open another can of cider with.

Fez wrote:i was pissed last night. dreams were numerous and varied, completely forgotten in the haze of waking up though being cold was a reoccuring theme as was the search for a tin opener of all things to open another can of cider with.

Strangely enough I didn't dream that much either due to being on the booze! I doubt that Robbo dreamt either!

i doubt robo could think straight, let alone dream

A couple of nights ago I went to a Frankie Valli concert (a dream-world one!), a small venue with just Frank and a few musicians playing. The odd thing was that it was a set of entirely new songs. Great songs they were as well - now, if only I could write them down.....but they've gone now.

I had a similar dream some years ago of just one new song performed at the time of the "Rag Doll" album, an unreleased cut being performed live, but, again, not to be remembered.

I must write music in my dream world...

I notice that you and Frank are on first name terms. . . . . :D Absolutely no hero worship there eh?

Well we were on first name terms, but a long time ago....

johnriley1uk wrote:Well we were on first name terms, but a long time ago....

Was that 'four seasons' ago?

Had a surreal dream last night, unfortunately didn't write it down, so I only remember fragments of it:

Went into a theatre, hadn't prebooked tickets, so the guy in the small antechamber put a sticker on me to say I had to pay on the door for whichever play I went to. Then the play was wierd. Liz was there also.

I'm thinking it relates to the Gogol Bordello gig where we picked up out tickets at the venue, but I really do wish I could remember the rest of it...

I have been feeling a little under the weather at the moment so I have not been dreaming much at all. Instead I have been in the deep, oblivious area between worlds. Sleep is great, I want to be a narcoleptic - thought it might make driving sort of dangerous.