Sep. 14th, 2017 06:23 am
marcicat: (badger relax)

Last night I dreamed that someone told me I’m awesome. Thanks, dream friend! Of course, I also dreamed that someone dressed my cat up in a shark costume as part of a Sea World-type water show. What’s up with that, brain?

(Not my cat, or my dream!cat. But a happy pallas cat is a good addition to any post!)

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marcicat: (snowy cat)

This week, in no particular order, I have dreamed about:

1. using a skip-it

2. beef jerky

3. pop-up cards made of wood

4. a UPS delivery driver feud

5. a google conspiracy

And all I can say is: what in the world is going on in there, brain?

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marcicat: (polar bear)

Since I’m working early today, I set my alarm a little early too. And then, of course, proceeded to dream all night about sleeping through it and being late.

Pretty standard fare. And the job I was late to was sort of a weird amalgamation of my current job and my last job — a little unusual, but not too weird.

But the best part — and I love how in dreams things like this don’t seem weird at all — is that in my absence, Tom Bergeron (yep, host of Dancing With the Stars) had stepped in to open the store and cover for me.

Thanks, dreamscape! I appreciate the assist!

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marcicat: (cookies)

Last night I dreamed about tidying, and also my plants. I mean, my dream!plants were pretty neat, but it turns out dream!me also is bad at watering properly.

That’s got nothing to do with work, but it *is* Thursday, and I *am* going to work, and I didn’t feel like I had much else to say, so the dream thing kind of snuck in there.

I also dreamed there was a bird in my room, and actually woke up enough to think ‘wait, there isn’t really a bird in here, right?’ (Not to worry, it was outside. Or possibly imaginary; it’s not like I woke up all the way to check.)

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marcicat: (badger moon)

The phrase “go the fuck to sleep” has five syllables, which would be a perfect fit for a 5-7-5 haiku.

Thanks, sleeping brain! Good to know!

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wait, what?

Sep. 8th, 2016 06:17 am
marcicat: (penguins sliding)

Last night I dreamed that my cousins were giving me financial advice at some kind of family meal. I was eating mashed potatoes.

I think it’s clear that the real question here is:

Why mashed potatoes?

(Also, I wish I could say that my dream!cousins offered some insightful wisdom on the topic of financial solvency and success, but unfortunately it mostly amounted to ‘this would be easier if you were rich, so maybe work on that.’ Thanks guys! I’ll get right on that!)

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marcicat: (dreamsheep stargate)

Last night I dreamed that Bucky Barnes could transform into a crow.*

And that a miniature pony wandered through the woods into the driveway.**

And that I was supposed to get all the chickens back in the coop, but one of them was tangled up in something.

(*It’s a safe bet that this has actually happened in some comics canon. Comics are vast and strange.)

(**I’m always impressed when people talk about their long, complex dreamscapes and storylines. Mine are more like: ‘hey, a pony!’***)

(***Pun totally not intended.)

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marcicat: (tron game)

So usually my dreams make no sense at all, which is cool with me. And I didn’t really notice anything odd about last night’s dreams when I woke up, except in a general, ‘gee, maybe I shouldn’t think so much about Tron before I go to bed’, ’cause that whole Tron/Leverage crossover heist thing happening there at the end was pretty weird.’ (Also I’m clearly afraid of falling.) But it’s not like there was a narrative thread or anything.

Except then I was driving to work, and I thought, ‘wait, what?’

Because *before* the whole movie crossover heist falling thing, here’s what I remember: I got held up (in the mugging sense, not the late for the train sense) and gave the guy the rebate cash card I just got in the mail. Then I offered him another $20 to hang around and keep anyone else from mugging me. (He refused.)

What is that even?

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marcicat: kismet sleeping (kismet sleeping)

This has got to be a common theme, right? Anyway, starandrea and I watched the movie right before I went to bed last night, and then I woke up a couple times during the night, so I had a chance to be all ‘lol, what a weird dream!’

See post title re: weird things I dreamed about:

1. Jenny from Doctor Who. Woke up after this one with a horrible headache. Took Advil, went back to bed.

2. Billy and Jeffy from Family Circus. (I know, wtf, right?) Woke up when the cat shut the door instead of opening it, and then wanted to get out of the room. Grumbled at him for the demand for attention in the middle of the night (he’s perfectly capable of opening the door again if he really wants to), went back to bed again.

3. ALIENS. And storm windows, which, thanks for all that weather-related imagery, Inception.

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