why cantelopes, watermelons are bigger

I know right?
Maybe b/c I bought one last week at the grocery store.

I never remember my dreams and when I do, it usually not the whole thing but this time I remembered enough.

Anyway, I have no idea why I thought this would be a good idea or if I was mad at my cat (Oz).... I ended up cooking him last night. I started by taking out some of his major structural bones (backbone, leg bones) I did this without cutting into him apparently. By the time I had the big bones out, I was questioning why I was doing such a horrible thing. I was in tears and didn't want to go on. I had no clue why I did this and knew I would miss him a lot. I wouldn't be surprised if I was crying in my sleep... I was really upset. I guess I figured he'd end up dying anyway so I proceeded to skin him and cut him into pieces and cook him.... and eat him.

Maybe I was mad because he woke me up last night??

im pretty sure thats how all serial killers start out, crazy dreams like that :)g)

Maybe you had too much movie wine ;)

Mental note, don't be around when Dana is drinking wine....

LOL I don't get scary when I drink... I get super goofy/dumb:lol:
It was fun drinking wine in the theatre though... felt like a rebel:cool)

I just don't want you to decide to skin and eat me; in a dream or not 8|

I had a dream about the night run.
The X went but there was a tunnel on the trail and it got stuck in it.
Jonathan and I went on foot for help but there were 3 tigers blocking the trail.
We were on a game preserve and weren't supposed to shoot anything but one of them rushed us and even though Jonathan protested even as he drew nearer, I emptied my 9mm into it and killed it.

I had a dream last Friday night. It started with Alan as the focus of the dream, but later transitioned to focus on Paul.

:?: :?: :?: the judges need a more specific answer, please. 8|

Not really a dream... more of a music Vid...

woke up this morning with:
Maylene and the Sons of Disaster
Step Up (I'm On It)
playing in my head :rockon:

For Manmping we had gone out to the forest the year before and while we were out there, there was an army group doing recon training or something. I think without their knowledge we decided for one of our man challenges to see how many we could sneak up on and make unconcious. I don't remember quite how, but we managed to take the whole group down eventually, about 20-30 guys. We then left them to wake up on their own so they wouldn't see who had done it. A few months later we found out on the news that a pile of dead soldiers were found in the woods frozen by a early winter storm. The report mentioned suspsious foul play and said that some of them had parts of them eaten and that they still weren't sure who killed them. The news kept showing half eaten decaying bodies.
We all agreed to keep quiet about the incident and we had to make sure we removed all of our photos from the web. We all lived in complete fear we would be found out.
I wrote the story all down but Steve was afraid I would try to turn it in and he got really mad. Part of me was scared maybe some of the group actually did kill and eat them, that it wasn't all an accident caused by the soldiers not regaining conciousness in time and freezing to death.
We also went back to the same spot the next year and some of the bones and clothes were still there.
I didn't want to be there but Paul wanted to set up some kind of ham radio thing because it was a good location for it or something.
I woke up really nervous

That's cool. I wish I had sleep/death touch. Of course... they'd hear me coming.

In my defense... Bacon.

I dreamt I ate a really big marshmellow. Woke and my pillow was gone.

Had a dream last night that I flew back on a Friday night to visit family in Iowa. When I got there, I was told that one of my brothers had gone camping by himself. I helped my dad all weekend do some electrical wiring and flew back to AZ on Sunday afternoon. My mom called me Monday morning and asked me where my brother went. He never came home from his solo camping trip. I told her I never saw him and didn't know where he went. She was mad and yelling at me to tell her where he was.

I didn't think you could die in your dream..

And if you did, you died in real life

At least thats what Ive always been told

But it happened





To me.




It was a confusing situation, the NSA, CIA, FBI and the ultra secret covert group NSS were in on it. No one could be trusted. My partner was killed just minutes before. I watched his blood splatter on the pale colored walls of the hallway. I managed to duck into another door before the shooter could finish me too

I ran up the stairs of our building, up to the loft under the night sky. The roof had been blown off in a helicopter attack just an hour before. It felt like a lifetime

I took up position on the loft overlooking the only door in. I had a good vantage point, I could pick off anyone entering the room. Hopefully hold my position until backup arrived

The first suit came in the doorway. He glanced around the room then saw me. But it was too late. I used my sawed off shotgun, firing once, the bullets peppered his body as it slowly fell to the ground.

Several tense minutes went by, then another suit, another quick shotgun blast finished him off too

I began to wonder if I would make it out of here alive, what would I say? A vast conspiracy between the major branches of the government? Who would believe me?

3 shooters entered the room with sniper rifles. Realizing my shotgun couldn't hit all of them I switched to my backup weapon, a 9mm with a scope.

It was too late

They fired 3 rounds towards me, I scooted back against the wall as the bullets slammed into the floorboards beneath me.

Turning to my left I saw they had already climbed the stairs and were on me

The shooter placed the barrel of her rifle on my chest and pulled the trigger

Its funny how the last thing you remember are the tiny details. I thought to myself that its weird how the end of the barrel was squared off, and how big the hole was.

I felt the bullet hit my body. It didn't hurt much, really felt like someone hit me in the chest with their fist. Really hard.

Then the darkness came

Jeep got stolen in my dream lastnight. Thats all.

Hate that one.

Also, I've been out of college how long? I had the "can't find your class" dream most of the night it seemed. There were some weird flying bugs too and Spshl J.

Yeah, I had a short and confusing dream last night too. My wife and I had booked a dream vacation somewhere. We were looking forward to it for months. Got to the gate to board the airplane and they wouldn't let us on because we didn't have passports.