The Ugly Brown House

While driving home one from somewhere (not sure where. That may have been answered earlier, but I don't remember.), Jimmy and I happened to see a sign on a house that said it was for sale. We turned around and pulled into the neighborhood. Some people were outside, so we asked about the house. They asked us if we were referring to "the ugly house over there," and we looked to see a tall skinny brown house with faded paint and locks on the lower level upstairs windows. We discussed it and agreed that the house wasn't ugly, and in case Gabriel ever became suicidal he wouldn't be able to jump out the upstairs windows. The front yard was in disrepair, as it appeared there were once bricks around it, but they had all crumbled and broken away to ruins. I remember coloring in red crayon on the stairs for some reason, which made it look like blood. We left the house to head home, discussing our views on the home. Why was it so much older than the other ones in the neighborhood and what happened to the bricks around the front yard? Why was it only $200 a month? Was it haunted? I believe my mother offered a theory that a ghost scared them away, and they stole a bunch of gold and jewls and left to become pirates, sailing the seas. We discussed keeping the dog that belonged to the current owners, but figured they wouldn't let us do that. We did some research on the house online, but we were mostly concerned about if it was haunted. We said we would get two cats and two dogs of our own to protect us whether it was or not. I imagined walking through the door and feeling safe, as opposed to being outside because that's what it's supposed to feel like at home. And that's all I remember.

I'm definitely no artist (especially on my phone), but here's a quick (and crappy) sketch of the house.

Done.

I barely dreamed last night or don't remember, but I remember one where Jimmy lifted up one of our coworkers skirt. I really didn't feel mad, but I guess I thought he shouldn't go unpunished. I yelled at him and told him I had had it and I was done before storming angrily from the room. As I was leaving with some of my stuff, I came across an albino skunk. It was very cute and terrifying. For some reason I scared it on purpose. Later I was at school and yelling and arguing with Jimmy about the incident. I pretty much told anyone I saw. I think someone tried to help us settle it, but I don't remember.

The First Black Eyed Kid and Death

This is the first nightmare I've had in quite awhile, if you can even call it that, and of course it's spotty like all my other dreams. Do normal people remember full dreams? This particular dream began at work. There was a new guy who liked me, but I didn't like him back. Me, this guy, and another guy who was my friend, were standing at the trash chute and talking. Darren walked by and discreetly touched my hand. I laughed and said it was okay for him to touch me. I guess I was trying to express a point to the guy who liked me. When Darren walked back by, I touched his hand too. Afterwards, I went to lunch with the guy who liked me and my friend and bought a lunchable and some chocolate chip cookies. I remember driving home at night and being really drowsy. I kept dozing off. I was trying to control my speed because I saw a cop, but I kept speeding up and slowing down, so I kept my foot on the brake, plus the red and brown trucks (brown was a dump truck, red was a semi with one of those metal trailers that say zim on the side) in front of me were driving really slowly and almost hitting each other. I kept getting closer and thinking my brakes would fail, but they didn't. Suddenly, the brown dump truck tried to go around the red semi, and they crashed into each other and swerved off the road. I sped up and went around them. I started to doze off again, and I encountered another wreck with similar vehicles. I forced myself awake and kept going. At some point my car vanished, and I was riding a motorcycle. I went up a newly paved hill, and it was very slick. I remember thinking that it was dangerous, and sure as ever, there was a man dead on the side of the road with his helmet on and his bike (I think it was white) right next to him. His face shield must have been up because I saw his face. I freaked out because I had never seen a dead body before, and all I could think on the rest of the way way home was that I had just seen a dead body. At home, I made a pie of all the dead bodies from the road with someone else (can't remember who) to give to some lady. We made the pie, and when the lady arrived, her and I both ate a piece. Afterward, she started freaking out and asking me what was in my teeth. Later the pie was on the kitchen counter, and Jimmy saw it. He made some remark to the effect of 'why does this pie look like titties?'. For some reason, only now did it hit me that I had eaten human flesh. I remember some girl who apparently became the first black eyed kid. She wore pigtails and appeared to be maybe seven or eight. I remember seeing her climb a ladder, and some boy asked her what she was doing. She told him she was trying to get closer to God so she could ask him questions. A boy in the distance (maybe the same one, I don't know) called to her, and she went to him. I didn't see it, but for some reason I know that she died. I seemed to know that he gave her a piece of glass, and she slit her throat, even though I didn't see it. That was how she became a black eyed kid. I was on the ladder now, and I turned to see a chubby boy behind me who looked like the kid who got pulled up the fireplace in Krampus. He told me something along the lines of 'you can't change the past, you can only watch it go by.' At that point, I closed my eyes and the room began to spin. I could feel a strong cool wind blowing on my face, and pushing my hair back away from my face. I was really hot (both in the dream and reality), so the wind felt good. I think I woke up about there. I remember Gabriel being in the dream a couple times too, and I remember writing on the cover of his old carseat in permanent marker, but I don't remember exactly what he did in the dream or why I was writing. I don't know why I had this nightmare, but I'm sure it had a lot to with my recent black eyed kids obsession and the fact that Jimmy and I just saw the movie Krampus today. Jimmy has also been wanting a new motorcycle, but I'm concerned about him getting hurt or killed. As far as dead kids, there's a new song out called Lost Boy that they have been playing on the radio that's about Peter Pan (who is the angel that collects dead kids and takes them to Neverland for anyone who doesn't know.). I don't know where the pie came from. Old memories of Sweeny Todd, I guess.

Dogs and Doctors. And a Kiss.

I don't know if this was one dream or two or three, but here's what happened. It was night time, and our three dogs got out of the fence around our yard and ran off to play with the other neighborhood dogs. There were dogs all over the streets. We finally got our dogs back inside the fence, but the one we thought was our biggest dog turned out to be another dog, and our dog was standing at the fence with a few other dogs, but we didn't open it because we didn't want to let all the other neighborhood dogs in, even though the dog we mistook for ours made me uneasy.
We were outside, sitting on a log or something like that and eating. It was Jimmy, me, Darren, and some of our other coworkers, and it was still night. Jimmy left to go do something, and shortly after, Darren leaned over and kissed my lips. When he broke away, I sort of just stared at him in confusion, and he said something like "What? I know you have been wanting to kiss me as long as I have wanted to kiss you." I responded with something like "Yeah, but I'm in a relationship." to which he replied "Yeah, I know. I hate it too."
I picked out a pair of socks that I knew would match my friend at school (who is actually one of my coworkers in real life.). He was coming back to school after being out for awhile. I don't remember if it was on the way to school or later, but we drove past a Chinese New Year celebration with fireworks and kites. I was early getting to school, so I went to class to wait and talk to my teacher, but when I got there, she was freaking out and saying she was in pain and maybe dying. She demanded that I call her doctor, so I did. I tried to help her, but she kept insisting she needed a doctor. And I think that was it. Like I said, I don't know if it was one dream and I just forgot what happened between each scene listed or if it was actually more than one, but this is what I remember.

Amusement Park and Roller Coasters

I had a dream that I went to an amusement park with a boy and his father. I asked the boy if he liked roller coasters, but his father said he wasn't allowed to ride them because his mother used to put him in a washing machine on "cyclone cycle", so I went ahead and rode them myself. The first was a red one that only had one small hill and wasn't very good. The second was a virtual reality one with terminator-like robots. Myself and a guy who looked and acted like Tallahassee from Zombieland agreed to ride together. We selected our weapons and got on the ride, but I got back off when I realized the only thing really keeping me tethered to the ride was a very heavy blanket. I told the operator I thought it was broken, and he let me get on a different car.
I had another one, but enough time has passed that I don't remember it. If I remember, I'll add it.

More Boring Dreams

I don't know why my dreams have been kinda meh lately, but I did read somewhere that the more sleep deprived you are the more intense your dreams become. Maybe I need to go 24 hours without sleep so that I can dream something good. And remember it. Anyway, the first of the last two I remember involved Darren telling me that he didn't like me in a romantic way (which I kind of already figured), and he was going to start a relationship with one of my other coworkers (who actually doesn't like him at all in real life. She prefers balck guys.). I handled it well and told him it was okay since I have Jimmy. Later I told him I was proud of him for some reason.
In my second dream, the place I work at waa closed off due to a bomb threat or poisonous gas or something. I don't remember exactly. Other people wanted to come in but our bosses told them only employees were allowed due to whatever was going on. They were not happy. I seem to remember climbing up a rope and out a window or a skylight or something. Darren and Jimmy were both in that dream, but unfortunately I can't remember either of their parts.

Let's Call Him Darren

This is two really short dreams.
In my most recent, I was playing Christine in The Phantom of the Opera. I kept messing up while singing "Think of Me", and the director or producer or whatever kept scolding me and fussing. I remember being in a wooden barn too.
A couple of days ago, I dreamed that my crush (I need to give this guy a name. Let's call him Darren.) and I had to share a bed for whatever reason, and I was very concerned that he would not be okay with this. I tried to think of ways to convince him it was okay, but when the time came to go to bed, he just laid down right next to me (my son was on the other side of me), put his arm over me, and went to sleep.

This Is A Bit Weird

I was reading a book called The Sleuth's Lover or something like that, and I changed my bedroom according to the book, so I was suddenly super short and could barely reach anything in my room. I guess I went to work or something, and I was showing my coworkers my new book and teeling them about the sequel. The guy I like (and dream about all the time apparently) came into the room, and he had a book or watch or something that he cherished that I had given to him, and he was very protective of it. He got a spot on it somehow, and he quickly cleaned it off in a panic. When he came back, one of our other coworkers were talking to me about the book and teasing me about my clothes because I had a spot on my pants knee. I tried to explain it, but you know how some people always like to talk over you. When the guy I like took my side, I resorted to curling up against him like a cat and hissing at the other guy (which definitely sounds odd, but it's a little less so if you know me). He defended me and told me he loved me. I woke up after that.

Disaster House

The characters in my dream were a little silly (and probably the result of too much nickelodeon before bed), but the dream was pretty interesting. In this dream, Squidward created a house where each different room mimicked a natural disaster, so that people could use it for drills or just as a tourist attraction. The house was still in its beta phase and they were trying to decide which room to make for the earthquake. So far the dining room was winning, and I think the bathroom was fire. I don't remember what the kitchen was, but we spent an awful lot of time there. There was also a library and living room. Probably some bedrooms too. Spongebob was all excited about the house and being annoying, and Squidward was trying to get rid of him as usual. They found another way to make more money, and the owner (who was a lion and looked like the mayor in Zootopia) was all excited about that. Apparently I don't remember as much of this dream as I had hoped, but I just think it's really cool to have a house with different rooms to mimic different natural disasters.

My Missing Friend

Apparently I don't dream much anymore lately, but here's one I had today (finally). I dreamed that a guy, who was basically one of my old crushes and my friend and coworker who passed away, combined had gone missing. Apparently this guy and I were closer to each other than I ever was to either of them. My boss called me and told me that he had gone missing and that it was currently under investigation. I went on about my day, expecting him to turn up anytime. My other boss called me later and told me he was still missing and it had become a police investigation now. He told me he had an illness called gluten lung (fake I'm assuming) and could be lying dead in a ditch somewhere and everyone was concerned. I told him I thought this guy was already dead (because of my dead coworker), and he told me he probably was but they were investigating it anyway. I asked where all they had checked and offered my help, but he told me not to worry and just let them know if I thought of anything. I told him I thought my friend had said something about going to a place called Aurie or Aunie or Aubrie, but my boss said he had never heard of anything like this and told me to just stand by and keep them posted if I thought of anything. At this point I made arrangements to go search for him myself because obviously they weren't doing any good. And then I woke up.

Saving The Day

In my dream, I had a crush on my coworker that I shouldn't have because I was already with Jimmy, and I was discussing it with the only female coworker left that I feel I can trust. My crush and I spoke a bit here and there, and made some eye contact, but nothing significant like normal. Later on we all clocked out and were going home, but as I was standing in the entrance with my son, one of the bosses approached me and asked for mine and Jimmy's help with something. Because my crush was going, I agreed to go too. A bunch of us all gathered in an area, and a woman passed out gloves and went over our instructions. There was a busted sewage pipe or something like that, and the waste was getting in. I asked her if it was okay that I wasn't clocked in, and she told me that it was okay because of the emergency and just to fix my time later. She made us split into partners, and gave us each a lab coat, gloves, a name badge, and a small black round bottle of chemicals and told us not to get it on our skin or we would die. She also told us that we had to hurry, but my gloves kept coming off. Jimmy put all our materials in my pockets, despite my protesting that I didn't want to carry it. With him as my partner and by my side (my crush was partnered with some guy), we ran off, lab coats flying to save the day. It was pretty intense. There was even music in the background (some female singer). As we ran, my gloves came off again, but this time they were gone. I worried what was gonna happen when it came time to use the chemicals, but I kept running. I'd figure that out when I got there. We ran up some metal stairs and were just going through a doorway when Jimmy woke me up by putting his elbow in my face in his sleep. I never got to see the end of my dream. >:(

Lights Out At The Mall

This dream is relatively old (like last week) but I just recently remembered it, so... here. I was in the dressing room at Hot Topic, trying on dresses (which never fit me anyway because my boobs are too big). I was having a hard time seeing, so I tried to turn on the light but it wouldn't come on. I left the dressing room to find everyone running to and fro in mass panic, and the metal doors that come down after closing were starting to close. I made a break for one and just barely got out of it before it closed and found myself in the food court with everyone still panicking over a silly little power outage.

The Black Pages

I dreamed that we were at home and the power went out, but it was okay because Jimmy's dad had bought us a ton of batteries for our video game. We put our son to bed in a normal adult bed instead of his crib and surrounded him with pillows, intending to keep him safe, but in his sleep he had moved a bunch of the pillows around and there was a hole big enough for him to get out of.
I don't know if this was a seperate dream, but I had them in the same sleep session. I was at a store, and I think my mom was there with me. We were shopping some sales and found some light up toys that were designed to be like fireworks. My mother really wanted them, so I bought them even though I wasn't sure I was going to have enough money. At the checkout, I ran back into the store to find a copy of The Phantom of the Opera, but the only one I found was a box set with Titanic and some other really long movie (probably Gone With the Wind because that is the longest movie I ever saw in school.). I went further into the store and ended up in an office waiting room sort of area, where I found a grocery store bag with a set of books in it called The Phantom of the Opera House. The covers were all black and white with inky looking designs, and each one was different. I think one was a skull. Inside the bag, I also found a large notebook with several pages of black paper in the center of all the white paper like a chalk board or that gel pen paper that used to be all the rage when I was a kid. Stuff was written on it in white chalk, and apparently it was a magic notebook that was supposed to make people be nice to you. You had to write down what you wanted to happen to them, and it would happen, kind of like a Death Note that wasn't necessarily used to kill people.

Going Ghost

This dream happened in two parts, but because I seem to forget most of my daytime dreams, this will be short. I have posted many dreams about the same coworker, and here is another one. We were sitting on the floor at work for some reason, eating our lunch. Apparently we were much closer in my dream because in reality, he talks to Jimmy a lot more than me, and if we do talk, it's about work or me asking him to help me with something because he is tall and strong. Anyway! I guess he was confessing his love or something, and I was telling him I liked him too but it wouldn't work because I was with Jimmy and wanted to be loyal. He kept trying to grab my hand, but I knew Jimmy would be there soon, so I kept avoiding his hand, and Jimmy walked up. The guy left, I think, and proceeded to avoid me, I guess because he didn't want to ruin my relationship or interfere or something. Because of this, I began to think that I was a ghost, and I even applied for ghost help from the government, which I'm pretty sure is not a thing. In the following dream, I was trying to get a hold of him by any means necessary. I didn't have his phone number, but for some reason I had his dad's, so I called that, but either he didn't know where he was or said he should be at work. I went back to work looking for him, and after searching for a long time, I found him. I told him I had been looking for him and all about my ridiculous fear that I was a ghost, and he told me why he hadn't been talking to me. We apologized, made up, and maybe agreed to date, I don't remember.

Girls and Ghost Hunters

This dream is a continuation from the Samurai ghost dream. I think. Jimmy's dad hired a girl to babysit mine and Jimmy's son, and she was dressed kind of slutty in a mini skirt and short top, and that irritated me enough since there were men in the house, but I overlooked it. Then I tried to tell her about the strange things that happened around the house, and she just laughed it off and didn't believe me. Then a fuzzy brown spider began to crawl out of her nose. I tried to tell her, but she just laughed at me and said I was lying. I think she reached up and touched it and began screaming hysterically. We later fired her for not believing about the ghosts, and I told her she dressed like a slut anyway and was trying to steal my man and ruin my family and life. She and several of her friends returned to prison or DJJ or wherever they came from. Later that evening, I was in the den, looking out onto the driveway, and someon dropped off two new people. I had to unlock several locks before I finally left the house to see who they were. The people who dropped them off said that they were transfers and left, so I let them in. They were an old black man whose eyes turned red whenever ghosts were around and a white boy who was apparently his son. I had somehow became a child again, around the boy's age, and I was filling them in on the ghosts of the house. I told them I thought I was a ghost because I could float and fly like one, and I showed them. I soared around the room a bit, joking that I was Peter Pan. I also asked the guy why his eyes kept turning red. Later on I figured out that it happened whenever a ghost was near. I'm pretty sure several ghostly experiences took place, but I can't seem to remember any. Mostly prescences, I think, and the man's eyes turning red. At one point, he was wearing a shirt and I thought there were spiders on it, so I tried to swat them off, but he started laughing because the spiders were just drawn on the shirt. Later, the man was playing back some large white cassettes of EVP (so I guess he was a ghost hunter), and his son and I went off together into a bathroom or closet or other small room and started slow dancing and rubbing against each other. Just as it started to get intense, I woke up.

The Samurai Ghost's Challenge

I had two strange dreams, but that could be partially attributed to me just getting over a sickness. In the first, Jimmy and I were arguing over what to eat for lunch, and I was very upset because we went to Wendy's and got biscuits and they put ketchup on my biscuit. I guess I wanted candy because a weird samurai ghost dude in red and gold offered us and several other people a challenge to basically fight to the death for candy. Jimmy was dressed like the samurai ghost and someone tried to give me a bow and arrows, but I didn't grab them in time. Jimmy won the death match in his samurai outfit, and I tried to help him collect candy in the offered time limit, but I stabbed a pin through a square gold candy with a red circle center, and the ghost said not to do that because anyone who did would have their dreams crushed and their lives would be miserable, but I already had, so I dismissed it and told myself it wasn't true and if it was then it was only temporary. We left with a box of caramels and sixlets, eating them as we left, but the ghost samurai had one final challenge. We had to work together to make it up a huge incline. We made it about halfway before we changed our technique and a strong wind began to pull us apart, leaving us calling to each other and trying to hold on tightly. I remember yelling "You're my everything." I think the strong wind pulled us into the next dream.