Pandora's Box

I was putting up my bedtime away messages when I realized I hadn't posted about my dream last night, yet. And you will all find this interesting.

I dreamt that it was soon after the yard sale, and I had come home with this large box that was full of ... we didn't know. No one knew, it was just a box that had been at the yard sale, unopened. I brought it home and, of course, opened it.

It was full of ferrets. Well, it wasn't full for long.

Quite a few ferrets managed to jump out of the box and scurry everywhere before I closed the box back up. It was mayhem. I did a good job of scooping ferrets up and fitting them back into the box for a while, but there was this one ferret that just eluded me. It ran into my room and into Pixel's cage (because Pixel lived in a cage much like a rabbit does, in this dream). I thought the cage would keep it, even though it was able to squeeze through the bars to get INTO the cage, and rationally enough it was able to squeeze through the bars to get out of the cage as well. This irritated Pixel greatly. Then the ferret ran and hid under the (also only existing in dreams) couch. It was very against the idea of being put back in the box (er, the ferret was, not the couch). I think I let Pixel out of her cage at this point - whether to help me catch the ferret, or for some other reason, I don't remember.

The rest of the dream was me chasing a ferret around my apartment andor my family's old house in Edmond (which is a part of my apartment, you know).

I eventually caught the ferret and put it back in the box. Then I had this big box of ferrets. What exactly does one do with a big box of ferrets??

One wakes up. :)

Pandora's Box

I was putting up my bedtime away messages when I realized I hadn't posted about my dream last night, yet. And you will all find this interesting.

I dreamt that it was soon after the yard sale, and I had come home with this large box that was full of ... we didn't know. No one knew, it was just a box that had been at the yard sale, unopened. I brought it home and, of course, opened it.

It was full of ferrets. Well, it wasn't full for long.

Quite a few ferrets managed to jump out of the box and scurry everywhere before I closed the box back up. It was mayhem. I did a good job of scooping ferrets up and fitting them back into the box for a while, but there was this one ferret that just eluded me. It ran into my room and into Pixel's cage (because Pixel lived in a cage much like a rabbit does, in this dream). I thought the cage would keep it, even though it was able to squeeze through the bars to get INTO the cage, and rationally enough it was able to squeeze through the bars to get out of the cage as well. This irritated Pixel greatly. Then the ferret ran and hid under the (also only existing in dreams) couch. It was very against the idea of being put back in the box (er, the ferret was, not the couch). I think I let Pixel out of her cage at this point - whether to help me catch the ferret, or for some other reason, I don't remember.

The rest of the dream was me chasing a ferret around my apartment andor my family's old house in Edmond (which is a part of my apartment, you know).

I eventually caught the ferret and put it back in the box. Then I had this big box of ferrets. What exactly does one do with a big box of ferrets??

One wakes up. :)

Disturbing Dreams

I had another disturbing dream last night.

The first part was okay - there was an adult novelty store like Christy's Toy Box tacked on to the front of the Happiness Hotel, and Jason and I were, um, shopping. Yeah. Then that part got disturbing because there were two little 7 year old boys in the back room of the store. Anyway.

I went outside of the store, and the Hotel's landlady was out there, looking for Waylon. We knew that no one was inside the Hotel for some reason, but she didn't know where Waylon was. We asked people who were driving by in their cars... finally a group of kids from my German class drove up, and told us that Waylon was definitely inside the house. So I went inside to see.

Luckily, the dream switched to third-person mode, and all I saw was myself and my reaction, because inside I found that Waylon had committed suicide by setting himself on fire and burning slowly! And it even looked like he enjoyed it!

I was very disturbed (well, duh) and went outside all froken out.

The rest of the dream was telling different people that Waylon had left us and all of us trying to figure out why.

*shudder*

Disturbing Dreams

I had another disturbing dream last night.

The first part was okay - there was an adult novelty store like Christy's Toy Box tacked on to the front of the Happiness Hotel, and Jason and I were, um, shopping. Yeah. Then that part got disturbing because there were two little 7 year old boys in the back room of the store. Anyway.

I went outside of the store, and the Hotel's landlady was out there, looking for Waylon. We knew that no one was inside the Hotel for some reason, but she didn't know where Waylon was. We asked people who were driving by in their cars... finally a group of kids from my German class drove up, and told us that Waylon was definitely inside the house. So I went inside to see.

Luckily, the dream switched to third-person mode, and all I saw was myself and my reaction, because inside I found that Waylon had committed suicide by setting himself on fire and burning slowly! And it even looked like he enjoyed it!

I was very disturbed (well, duh) and went outside all froken out.

The rest of the dream was telling different people that Waylon had left us and all of us trying to figure out why.

*shudder*