Great, I remember the stupid and boring part of the dream

I was nearly able to get myself out of bed to type obout the other dream I had, alas I have forgotten it and it was far more nteresting than this one.

I was in a classroom for a computer course. The professory wanted us to change some page and then print it out, and almost as soon as she said to do this, I had printed out my copy. She was confused as to how I did it so fast, and I told her I used search & replace. Some of the students overhearing me became envyous, and one girl was asking me something. The person next to me said she asked me out, so I looked at her and told her no while shaking my head, and back to the computer when she got upset.

Gimmie yer clothes!

Some people were motioning something to Jessica and I at some restaurant we were eating at. I looked at them, waving the majik salt at them. Some girl came over to see what I was waving, then tried a small taste. She then ran off with the container to her tent, using the container of salt as a pillow.

Later on, she and I were in some costume party looking thing, stealing decorations off peoples clothing.

Brush your eyes

I had this multi-orgasmic, multi-part, multi-cultural dream while camping.

I woke up wrapped in chicken wire. Wayne was next to me curled over like the wire. He told me that Jess had been hit by a car, and there was wood all over the street, also curled over. I took pictures of everything curled over while crying so hard I couldn’t see through the viewfinder.

Justin was helping a baby rhino with an eye problem by putting toothpaste in its eyes. Jessicas mother was a dentist but offered to help with the rhino.

I dropped Jess off at the movies thinking I couldn’t go, but later found out I could. When I got there, her friend wouldn’t let me sit next to her. The theater fogged up, and the ET/Ellitott thing with the bike infront of the moon happened, then Jess floated out of her seat. I reached out to try and grabbed her, unable to, and then I started floating as well.

Tough luck

I just remembered about this one now. Here I was thinking I didn’t dream anything memorable last night. Pfft.

I was driving on the highway, following a friend. There was a car between my friend and I. A black car with a sunroof, driven by a man with short curly hair, light black skin, and a puffy white little dog on his lap. I had climbed out of my car during a straightaway, and walked over his car and to my friends, explaining how cool the dog the man between us had. I then walked back to the mans car, standing in the open window frame, and yelled in through the sunroof that his dog was cute. He smiled and nodded in a concerned and confused manner, and I headed back to my car. Moments after getting back in my seat, a car in the lane to my right swerved a bit and ended up hitting the man infront of me. Somehow I managed to not get hit by either car, but they both spun out and caused quite a mess behind them. I don’t know if anyone survived.

I don’t have enough money to pay for this cab

I needed to sneak into some guys hause and steal some small glass objoct. The guy would have recognized my name, so we told him my name was something generic instead. I faked an accent and soke little english, and we ewnt inside. The girl showed me where the bathroom was, telling the boyfriend that I needed to use it. I followed slowly, and when I got in the bathrom she handed me the object I needed to steal, and put it in my pocket. It looked like a piece of broken glass. On her way out of the room, she told me to use the bathrooom, so I did. There were no lights on so I was careful about what I was doing, and then I did my usualy post peeing ritual, and when I walked out we were now on a houseboat. That’s about all I remember.