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Nov. 24th, 2003 05:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geebsBeen a long while since I had a weird dream, but I had one this morning. It started with me walking out of work with Summer from the OC. There was a guy hiding next to the door who went up right behind us, brandishing a knife. I immediately grab his hand and pry the knife from his grip and tell Summer to run. She does, and I grab the guy in a headlock. Somehow, I'm able to run with the guy, his head still trapped under my arm, back into the building, down the hall past the golf carts and straight into the security door to the NOC, ramming his head right into it. We fall to the ground and he still has some fight left, so I pull the screwdriver I sometimes use at work out of my pocket, and then double stab him with that and the knife I took from him. Some friends of his run down the stairs to attack me, but with the double stabbing implements I was wielding, I easily made short work of them too. Then the cops came and arrested them.
Then I run back to the parking deck, shouting for Summer, but she's no where to be found. Additionally, some idiot parked in front of my car, so I have to turn and back up across the adjacent empty parking spaces to get out. I drove out, determined to find her. Then I temporarily woke up and saw it was only 950, so I dozed off again. In the dream world, I was at Mt. Carmel, but instead of the church and school being there, it was some weird dinner theater. And I was waiting in line to see some weird adaptation of something called "Horatio, Horatio" with the parentals. I saw some dude that looked like Mr. Spacely from the Jetson's ahead of us on line, and he was supposed to be my dad's boss. My parents went to talk to this guy and stuck with him when we got to the theater. So I was sitting by myself when I noticed this asian girl and her blonde friend talking to me. Apparently she knew me, but I didn't recognize her. She was telling me how she sympathized with me over some comment my ex-principal said. I had no idea what she was talking about. Then the play started. The first scene was in a homeless shelter, and the main actor was Paul Rudd and the main actress was that chick from Love Story, Ali (or is it Ari?) Mcgraw. Well, she was the age she was in that movie, and she kept trying to annoy Paul Rudd by getting in his way. The narrator was babbling something about her liking danger and she thought Paul Rudd was some kind of tough guy because he was poor, so she was antagonizing him.
There was another part to the dream that I've forgotten. I was talking to the asian and blonde girl in their apartment, apparently they had just gotten DSL and were showing it to me. Then there was something that went on in the backyard of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
isabel79 and 7500centfish parents' house. I don't remember what went on there, just that I was packing a Beretta 92, an USP, and a Sig P226. Strange, whenever I have dreams about their house, I'm always fighting something there. Ghosts, zombies, aliens, terrorists, klansmen, mimics, scary little girls who play the piano while floating in midair, mudcreatures, just to name a few over the years. That must mean something!
Then I run back to the parking deck, shouting for Summer, but she's no where to be found. Additionally, some idiot parked in front of my car, so I have to turn and back up across the adjacent empty parking spaces to get out. I drove out, determined to find her. Then I temporarily woke up and saw it was only 950, so I dozed off again. In the dream world, I was at Mt. Carmel, but instead of the church and school being there, it was some weird dinner theater. And I was waiting in line to see some weird adaptation of something called "Horatio, Horatio" with the parentals. I saw some dude that looked like Mr. Spacely from the Jetson's ahead of us on line, and he was supposed to be my dad's boss. My parents went to talk to this guy and stuck with him when we got to the theater. So I was sitting by myself when I noticed this asian girl and her blonde friend talking to me. Apparently she knew me, but I didn't recognize her. She was telling me how she sympathized with me over some comment my ex-principal said. I had no idea what she was talking about. Then the play started. The first scene was in a homeless shelter, and the main actor was Paul Rudd and the main actress was that chick from Love Story, Ali (or is it Ari?) Mcgraw. Well, she was the age she was in that movie, and she kept trying to annoy Paul Rudd by getting in his way. The narrator was babbling something about her liking danger and she thought Paul Rudd was some kind of tough guy because he was poor, so she was antagonizing him.
There was another part to the dream that I've forgotten. I was talking to the asian and blonde girl in their apartment, apparently they had just gotten DSL and were showing it to me. Then there was something that went on in the backyard of
isabel79 and 7500centfish parents' house. I don't remember what went on there, just that I was packing a Beretta 92, an USP, and a Sig P226. Strange, whenever I have dreams about their house, I'm always fighting something there. Ghosts, zombies, aliens, terrorists, klansmen, mimics, scary little girls who play the piano while floating in midair, mudcreatures, just to name a few over the years. That must mean something!
