Posted some dreams up on my dreamjournal I had in the last couple of months, but really, you guys should check out the dreams I've been having this year.

They're strange, strange, strange. And epic.

NWO from Outerspace *
Judgment Day at the Movies
The Houses of the Otherworld *
Judgment Day w/ Giant Robots
The Black Mist *
In the House of Phantasm
A Strange Apocalypse *
A Failed Exorcism
Captured Experiment
Join us... in Death *

And, uh, I LOVE INTERPRETATIONS!
* = favorite dreams

So sad... I keep having dreams where my destiny has become a part of something much bigger than the life I'm living now. I've become a part of something bigger (be it with my own humanity changing, or me just getting involved with something when I shouldn't have) but they're usually always something horror or sci-fi in nature.

*sigh* And I wish that were my reality.

Lately, I've been having more dreams about the Phantasm film and the creepy Tall Man... And I haven't watched that movie in a long time! WTF He's haunting me you guys!

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My car is busted again. The damn thing is a money pit. We thought by spending the money AAA gave us for my accident would take care of it, but it didn't.

And I'm not interning anymore. The drive was long, though not too bad to tell you the truth, but I had to park at a parking garage and payed a large fee every time I left. But what made me stop interning was that I kept calling off days; due to having been sick, comic con and then with my car... I wasn't being fair to them.

OMG these dreams I've been having. So realistic. And I don't mean realistic in the way that they could happen, I mean realistic in the way that the colors and actions are so vivid; I can feel everything that's happening. Like last night, had this dream where I was being forced to battle like a gladiator in some sci fi world and I got stabbed in the side with a dagger. I felt it digging into me... And it hurt every time she went deeper. I had to check in the mirror this morning to make sure I didn't have a wound. Sorta like what Freddy Krueger would do. LOL!

Then I can remember dreaming about being possessed by the ghost of some alien... It took over my body completely, transformed me into some dragon/bird creature and started eating people.

Last week I dreamt I was a vampire and as I was drinking someone's blood I could really taste it.

(I'm going to be writing down my dreams shortly before I forget them... like I could forget these...)

These new meds are AWESOME!

In other news,
Supernatural last night was awesome. w00t! Stereotypical? Yes. Predictible? A little, but still a good episode. Ruby didn't bug me (still hate what she's doing with Sam an believe she's no good!) and Anna wasn't bad either. Props to Jensen for really good acting in his department. Kick a man when he's down.
WHEEEEEEEEE! <That's my reaction.

So I got this USB flash drive pen that holds 8GB of information and took it to work with me today to write out my dreams I had during our downtime at work, and it's SO MUCH EASIER than having to print out what I wrote, go to my mom's and scan it into the computer to turn it into a .doc file. I finally also got a scanner that I'll be using to FINALLY put up my older dreams I wrote down, but I LOVE this USB pen!

( FOUR dreams I had within the past couple of days )

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( 1 Dream I wrote on my laptop I forgot to upload )

"... And now he's after me."

I introduced mekesss to the Phantasm movies (all 4) and now I've had TWO freaking dreams about The Tall Man coming after me within the past week. I can't remember the second one all to well, but I know it had Mike in it, but the first one had me in the front yard of the complex and as I was trying to leave, I see The Tall Man walking all scary and so I turned around and ran back down the road only to have him following me wherever I went...

Anyone have a tuning fork? HELP!

PS: When is the fifth movie coming out? Please be out soon. KTNXBYE

( I told you guys robots were no good )

OH CRAP WE'RE DOOMED!

I've updated my dreamjournal. I actually have four dreams to add in from last year, but it's on paper (from what I wrote at work) and I need to scan it in so I don't have to re-copy what I wrote. *Is lazy.*

>> Haha, most of my childhood crushes still look good, (although the only real child actor I liked was Rider Strong *RAWR* -Damn... shallow moment-, and Elijah Wood) but as for those who I didn't have a crush on and turned out badly "Haha!" O_o; I think Johathan Jackson and Andrew Keegan look better now! (Because I had no idea who they were back when they -and I- were younger.)


( 45 Grindhouse Icons )

>> Uh OH! Supernatural season two finale spoilers make me nervous... And kind of bummed. Very bummed out. Especially since this kind of confirms it... There better be a way to resolve it in the third season! DAMN YOU INTERNET!

>> Instead of going to a movie and dinner with my grandparents, I slept in (excluding that I did give the dogs a bath) and had a dream where I was a demon who stole Ghost Rider's penance stare and went around hiding invisibly into walls until I jumped out and sucked the souls from people where they'd literally implode into nothing. Those that did see my form would freak and run away, but I'd caught them and claim their soul... I ended up going to some cave where this creature called Chronos reigned and he claimed I was eating too many of the souls and then stabbed me in the stomach... A bunch of cockroaches then came out of my wound and started attacking me where I had to plead with Chronos to stop...

>> And speaking of Ghost Rider;
( I drew FANART! )

I'm at my dad' s house, with the front door wide open, and outside stands a little blonde girl who tells me to step foot outside. Somewhere in the house someone whispers to me not to go, but I don't listen and when I step outside expecting to be on my dad's driveway, I'm on a sidewalk in some town eclipsed in twilight. There are people standing aside and sense I'm not from around here being I'm confused and out of place, and they explain to me that I've been tricked and ended up in some fantasy world ala "Alice in Wonderland-Through the Looking Glass." I ask if the world is always this dark and they say yes because the evil roaming like it that way.

As we continue to walk, we end up on a dirt pathway through a green field covered in fog, and although it is much lighter than the town we were just in, there is still no sun. Walking on the path we look down at our sides and see roots and plants covering the areas not made way for a road, but also people completely covered and consumed as if they were now plants themselves; green and growing roots out of their body. I'm told not to step foot outside the path unless I want to end up that way and nodding, we continue until our group splits up with a fork in the road. Some people choose to go up, while the others go down. I follow the group who chose the road that leads down and surprisingly some weird looking mother earth type of humanoid plant come out from the ground and attacks us.

I'm grabbed by the things roots as if tentacles and thrown off the path and into the dirt where I begin sinking into the ground as if it were quicksand. There are others who are suffering the same fate as me, but when I look at them, I see that they begin to turn green and start becoming one with the plants, but amazingly I am not. It's as if I were immune to the monster and its poison. Though I don't become a part of the human plants, I still go underneath the earth regardless. Then the monster sinks into the ground, leaving only her head, and I see with my mind's eye the roots now growing underneath the earth, spreading like a virus and the monster's neck starts to grow upward like a tree growing in super fast motion...

I'm a little sketchy on this part of the dream, but apparently I'm sharing a room with my mom, her on the bed and me on the floor, watching a movie in which I'd been really intrigued with. I tell her that I'm going to go online and see if I can get anyone help me identify the title of this movie so I can rent it again and watch it all the way through. My mom passes out and then as if I were a part of the movie again, I walk into a room and suddenly see myself holding a set of nine cards (they had the four elements and a pentacle embedded on the cards) in a small, almost wizard-like, room, when suddenly I disappear by a sparkle of light and reappear back into that dark and fantasy land where I'd encountered the earth monster.

I'm greeted by the same group of people whom introduced me into their world, but this time around I seem to be wiser and more familiar as it indicates that the little blonde girl who'd brought me into this world knew that I was somehow immune to the darkness that had been taking over. I'm some sort of chosen one who was born in another world and meant to be in this fantasy one and stop the evil. I remember a part of my dream where I'd come across another older wizard who'd been friends with a talking dragon, but other than that, the rest of my dream is a blur.

(I haven't written a dream in a while, and I had a really good one last night;)

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My dream started out with my being in a garage with a group of people of all sorts of ages when someone brought out a box of white rats and mice and began playing with them in an odd transfixion. Some of the people then swallowed the mice whole, while others began tearing into the poor rodents and eating them. Seeing the smallest of the mice, I tried to grab him and set him free from being eaten in what looked to be a strange cult ritual. When I couldn't save the animal, I suddenly got sick and ran to the corner of the garage and felt like throwing up just then. Someone came to me, put their hand on my shoulder and I began talking about how something wasn't right and somehow came to the conclusion of "CAT PEOPLE" because only the hybrids would eat the rodents whole and not leave behind a skeleton like the poor people who'd been suckered into eating live rodents.

My theory had been right, and next thing I know, the person who'd been there for support suddenly grabbed me by my neck, and not only grew ears, feline teeth and a tail, but their eyes were a wicked kitty-like yellow.

Next thing I remember is being inside a mansion now, cornered by a bunch of bloodthirsty creatures as I magically earn a gun and aim it at the humans who come toward me. I'm covered in blood (not particularly my own); my arm sleeves covered with my own blood, and I'm up top a table looking down at the approaching fiends. I mutter something about not being a part of the team anymore, take off my feather duster, and then take off a bulky jacket that covers my hands and is making my holding anything rather difficult. I tell them they can have their member jacket back, and put back on my feather duster.

Then I'm woken up in some sort of device that suspends me from the air while being attached to some vest that supports me. It almost looks like a room of victims for vampires, but these villains are like the Firefly family from "House of 1,000 Corpses." Apparently I'd escaped several times before, but because I'm special, they're keeping me alive; torturing me to give in for whatever purpose they need me for. I can see and hear people crying for help in what appears to be a room of torture in a quaint little living room. Covered in my own blood, exhausted, and to the point of giving in, they unhook me from my device and make me walk into their family room.

Since being suspended in mid air for some time, it's hard for me to walk, but once I make it to the couch, I nearly collapse into it. There are two people with me and strangely enough one guy looks like Otis. He begins talking about how he wants to make a horror film, which in reality would be a genuine SNUFF film and include real deaths. And it'd deal with the superstition of the number "4" and how that could be used for his movie. I'm either supposed to help him write the script, or direct it, but I give my creativity ideas for the film regardless of it's true purpose.

He's happy with me, and amazingly lets me go about the house as a guest, but warns me of what would happen if I left, saying that I'd never be able to leave because the place is well guarded and my escape is futile. Before leaving the meeting, he tells me to shower and clean up and yeah, I agree with him there. I'm drenched with dry blood and it appears that I haven't showered in some time. Walking into the hallway, I see a room (now the whole time I'd been inside, the house strangely appeared to by my dad's place) and inside it is what you'd expect to see in an everyday nice home; a comfortable, clean room, but above that room's entrance in the hallway is a man hanging from a rope and crying out to be helped. I want to help him, but I can't, not yet at least. I enter the bathroom and turn on the shower, but the tub is plugged with something and the water rises to the top. I have to reach into the drain to pull out whatever is clogging it up so I can shower without the water overflowing, and pull out thick black hair; almost animal, but almost human; like a werewolf...

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Then I wake up.

I just had the worst dream in the world. Period. I'd only gotten five hours of sleep today and wanted a nap... So...


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All I remember was that it started out with me slowly going insane. Believe it or not, I was in a mobil home and for whatever reason I was hanging with Jared Padalecki as we were scanning magazine ads and joking about his photos, who soon somehow turned into Nate (a guy who is base player for the Fenians) and then with we were making out with this shapeshifter. Something didn't seem right, I was scared, he was forcing me to make out with him and when I asked who it was (who clearly was looking more and more like my friend Jeff, even speak like him) he said my friend Daniel. I threw him off, and run to the back of the mobil, Daniel actually on the bed watching on jumping off trying to catch up with me... Already my world was starting to change and shift around me as I'm in one spot one moment and as things appear and disappear as if it were ghosts, I'm somehow magically in that place.

I wake up in that same room, but spending the night with my friend Katie (Katie Wallace btw. An old elementary school friend of mine who I haven't seen in years.) We share not only the bed, but covers as well as she begins to kick in her sleep, causing me to go sleep on the floor. But then she spasms upright and I freak out. Suddenly awake, she tells me not to worry and spurts out this long medical condition... Next I know, I'm cuddled in her arms and she kisses me, a full out start of a makeout session.

I wake up in a totally different area now. No clue of where I am, totally freaking out because I feel like I've got brain damage and then there's Jeff. I look out the window trying to figure out where I am, my sister and her husband nearby, and Jeff explains he doesn't want to give away too many details of where I am but we're at some sort of rubber bunky annual contest. There are rides, go-karts and a whole bunch of unique looking objects you'd find at an amusement park.

I wake up in a hospital now, the world around me shifting as I'm clinging to walls and watching objects and people speed by me. I end up in the vents at first, and then some pool room, Teople around me all young and happy, enjoying themselves... But then they suddenly turn old, start taking off their clothes and ask me to join them.

I'm then in a hospital waiting room, the doctor comes out to tell us Katie didn't make it. People stand up, yelling in disbelief and Katie's mom comes to the door. I start to shout "That's not her mom," because in my dream it looked nothing like her, and the people look at me like I'm crazy!

I wake up in some cottage, my dogs Sammy and Buddy by my side, and get the urge to go outside and fly. So I run outside, my dogs in trail behind me, and jump off this ledge and out into the fog covered mountain tops. Unfortunately for my dogs, they can't fly and I hear them fall to their death.

I wake up in the cabin his time and know figure out I'm dreaming. I tell myself I need to wake up, but then I look out the window and see Freddy Krueger in a car just outside. He smiles and plows the car into the wall just as I avoid it. I run to the street outside and start convincing myself that I'm invincible, this is just a dream, and he can't do a damn thing to me. And it works! He tries to run over me... Nothing. Shoot me... Nothing! He's starting to get pissed.

Yet...

I wake up in an alternate version of my room, convinced that I'm really awake, but when I can't see my hands in front of me, I panic and start screaming at myself to wake up...

I do wake up, but not really... I feel something licking the ends of my feet, dripping wet, and thinking it's the dogs, I look... and see nothing. Soon, I feel a set of two jagged teeth on my feet, slowly devouring me and when reaching up to my ankles, I get a flash of me almost eaten by this invisible force, paralyzed, and screaming to WAKE UP!

I wake up, tumble over some sheets, catapult upside down on the floor, and land on the carpet face first... Nope, still asleep. Everything is still too gloomy and numb to be real.

Then there are a series of me lying in bed, feeling something covering the top right of my head (like a sheet) and screaming for dear life that I need to WAKE UP! And it repeats. I wake up, still feel something over me and am paralyzed.

WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UP!

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So I finally wake up... And FOR REAL this time, but I'm panting heavy, my eyes are wide and I'm crying... Yeah crying, cause that scared THE SHIT out of me! I HATE dreams where I can't wake up no matter what! And I'm still tired too. I was only asleep for like thirty minutes top. Bastard Freddy Krueger!

I don't care what anyone says, I liked the movie "Alone in the Dark!" Yeah so, it had its down points and was created by probably everyone's most hated director, but it was a fun movie. Stephen Dorff and Christian Bale=YUM! But I mainly fell for Edward Carnby! Need to pick up "The New Nightmare" video game now, because apparently that's what series the movie takes off after.

Your mother's wrong, kid. Being afraid of the dark is what keeps most of us alive.
Fear is what protects you from the things you don't believe in.
I learned the truth a long time ago. Just because you can't see something, doesn't mean it can't kill you.

Are those not the coolest lines ever? *Is such a geek for the paranormal investigator/entrepreneur types.*

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I rearranged my room yesterday and it looks very nice! I have more floor space and got the computer desk right by my window. Because I had to move heavy furniture all my crap is occupying my bed and portions of my floor, so I had to sleep on the ground because I didn't finish cleaning that day, nor probably not until the end of this week because I'm LAZY.

I woke up this morning and felt something crawling on my arm. I look and think it's a freaking cockroach! So I blow on it and nothing... Deciding to flick it off with my fingers, I jump back and examine the thing. I think it's dead, but when I pick it up with a tissue, the bug is alive... And not a cockroach. It was a Japanese Beetle that'd somehow flown in through my open window and decided to crawl on me while I was asleep.

Today at around 1PM, I'm going to go see this indie flick at my local library titled The Pirates of the Great Salt Lake! Looks hilarious and I can't wait to see it!

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Speaking of weird and unusual sleeping patterns; I had more strange dreams that consisted of one where I was being taken hostage by a bunch of robots as they experimented and injected me with wires through my brain, wrists and feet and literally became a human computer, attached to some mega computer, and unable to leave since being attached to it.

Then there was one where I was abducted by aliens... I was at a strange looking public pool and saw a UFO above. The ship approached, and shown its light on me as I'm lifted up and then thrown into this cage (that looked like a small prison cell, only nicer) and entirely freaked out thinking something bad was going to happen (even saw people come out from the back room saying they were tested on) and then found out that my once small cage turned into a giant back room occupied with several other abductees. There was even a room that had a clear top so you could see the stars above.

Last dream I remember was being in my cousin's house and finding out my aunt and uncle were killed. Lot's of strange ghostly things began to happen and then they showed themselves in front of me and began to explain their motives. The house began to move as if being lifted by some ectoplasmic force, and I was dragged into the spirit world with the house, cousins, and dead relatives. 'Twas very strange watching as the house settled on a dock overlooking the dead lake, and seeing a town much like our world, minus the grey and decaying like nature of the place.

This computer at work hates LJ Plus Accounts. Every time I log onto an account with that option, it always freezes my browser and I have to restart. It's a pain. And speaking of which, I have a very-very sore back neck... Which I believe was acquired from me sleeping twisted. I can't help it! And even when I try to sleep normal, I just end up in awkward positions.

Had a Matrix dream the other night and it rocked! Lot's of slow motion climbing up walls and bullet time moves! Same with this dream I had about a haunted house I was trying to fix up.

Poll #814489 Decisions
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I'm thinking of going back to school and taking a couple courses in psychology, criminalogy and art, but I'm uncertain if I should. I'd have to wait for the next classes to start, and then there's the issue of paying mom rent... course I do have a lot of money saved up from working full-time for the past year. So what should I do?

Slept all day today and had some awesome, funky dreams. One which included me finding some weird alien glob that once covering my entire body, allowed me to mold my body like it was clay. So in means to scare the crap out of my sister, I molded myself into some weird thing and jumped out at her. But she got pissed and started attacking me with forks, and when I somehow starting flying away, she came after me on foot and kept throwing those giant forks at me... I was able to outfly her, but so damaged and stabbed by the weapons, I collapsed on the floor, and the "special alien suit" wore off to where I was once again human. A friend who'd been with me the whole time caught up, and saw me lying on the floor bleeding.

It's funny, a little while ago, I had a dream I was Jack Sparrow and somehow wound up being in a big video game like fight where I had to maneuver my way around this castle, fight things, and then get to the big boss. Of course I was severely wounded from the battles, and I went up to this rafter above the stage where the boss fight would take place and healed myself.

Then a couple nights ago, I had this one dream where I was in The Venture Bros. cartoon. and my dream had the whole cartoon feel to it too. The colors, the animation, you name it. So anyway, I fell into some contaminated water due to the fault of the guide that was touring a group of me and me, and ended up being saved by none other than the Venture crew themselves. I died, some weird brain seizure or something, and was put back into the water... Then for some strange reason, I came back as some swamp monster thing and started attacking the crew. Brock got defensive and started stabbing me back and once again I died (and I could feel the pain too! OW!) I transformed back into myself, and then there was a moment of "Oh god!" from everyone.

Man, odd dreams are freaking weird!

Sooo... It's Saturday night and I'm at my sister's place right now watching my niece because they wanted to go to some party up in San Bernadino. Ciara is actually next door eating dinner over at a friends house and I figured I'd hop on the computer for a couple minutes and write this blog, so that's why my dream descriptions are rushed.