jesso: (Muse - Whut.)
I love the dreams my brain comes up with when tired.

I dreamt that I worked in a pawn shop/thrift store type place. Nathan Fillion was my boss, naturally. I had to take inventory of these dolls and figurines that another employee had purchased for our stock, so we could track how well they sold. She was going to be gone, and the implication was that Nathan Fillion thought they were crap and he was going to prove they were crappy. Then I had to go pick mushrooms because he wanted them for lunch. You know, all in a day's work.

So yeah. I think this is why I do so well in NaNoWriMo- my brain is more creative when I'm tired.
jesso: (Muse - Whut.)
I love the dreams my brain comes up with when tired.

I dreamt that I worked in a pawn shop/thrift store type place. Nathan Fillion was my boss, naturally. I had to take inventory of these dolls and figurines that another employee had purchased for our stock, so we could track how well they sold. She was going to be gone, and the implication was that Nathan Fillion thought they were crap and he was going to prove they were crappy. Then I had to go pick mushrooms because he wanted them for lunch. You know, all in a day's work.

So yeah. I think this is why I do so well in NaNoWriMo- my brain is more creative when I'm tired.

What?

Nov. 20th, 2008 10:05 am
jesso: (PD - Ned WTF)
This morning I woke up with a song stuck in my head, and I realized it had been in my dream. It is a very sticky song, and it wouldn't leave my mind, but I didn't know all the words or if it was even a real song.

So I sent the lines in my head to ChaCha and TURNS OUT it is a rearranged version of a Weezer song. The lines I had in my head were "I'm a double-taker, not a double faker, [something something something], [something] on my mind", and those first two lines are actually very close to lines in the song, except rearranged.

The best part? I'm pretty sure I've never heard this song before. I don't listen to the radio, I don't have that album, and I've never seen the video... I'm utterly confused as to how this song got into my dream.

I think I'm getting to the point of tiredness where my dreams are getting weird. Yesterday morning I dreamt that every time I hit my snooze button, my clock synced to the clock in Animal Crossing*, and for some reason it was very important that the clocks stay synced. Like, the world depended on it, it was that important. So I kept hitting snooze for an hour. Good thing my alarm starts going off early!


*Don't ask me how many hours I have spent playing this game since Sunday. It's... a lot.

What?

Nov. 20th, 2008 10:05 am
jesso: (PD - Ned WTF)
This morning I woke up with a song stuck in my head, and I realized it had been in my dream. It is a very sticky song, and it wouldn't leave my mind, but I didn't know all the words or if it was even a real song.

So I sent the lines in my head to ChaCha and TURNS OUT it is a rearranged version of a Weezer song. The lines I had in my head were "I'm a double-taker, not a double faker, [something something something], [something] on my mind", and those first two lines are actually very close to lines in the song, except rearranged.

The best part? I'm pretty sure I've never heard this song before. I don't listen to the radio, I don't have that album, and I've never seen the video... I'm utterly confused as to how this song got into my dream.

I think I'm getting to the point of tiredness where my dreams are getting weird. Yesterday morning I dreamt that every time I hit my snooze button, my clock synced to the clock in Animal Crossing*, and for some reason it was very important that the clocks stay synced. Like, the world depended on it, it was that important. So I kept hitting snooze for an hour. Good thing my alarm starts going off early!


*Don't ask me how many hours I have spent playing this game since Sunday. It's... a lot.
jesso: (Default)
This morning I was dreaming that every time I hit snooze I learned all about one of the Doctor's companions. I snoozed for almost an hour.

ETA: For some reason, it was really, really, REALLY important that I find out as much as I could. It was my DUTY to snooze that long!
jesso: (Default)
This morning I was dreaming that every time I hit snooze I learned all about one of the Doctor's companions. I snoozed for almost an hour.

ETA: For some reason, it was really, really, REALLY important that I find out as much as I could. It was my DUTY to snooze that long!
jesso: (Gir - Wicked Glee)
I had an awesomely weird dream.

It was a dysfunctional-family movie, like Little Miss Sunshine or something. The narrator said something along the lines of "The only recipe my mom could cook was smashed potatoes. She made them every day."

And then it showed this woman (who reminded me of the mom from Home Improvement) making smashed potatoes. Only, instead of potatoes, she was using Cadbury Creme Eggs. She would lay one out on a baking sheet, smash it with a meat tenderizer (she was very violent with this part), and then bake a tray of them for some undetermined length of time.

Then it showed some little 3-or-4-year-old kid (presumably the child version of the narrator) with a plate full of these "smashed potatoes". He's eating while his mom is chattering away with a friend or something, and she's not paying any attention to him. He takes a bite, makes a face, and then pulls over a pitcher towards him. And then he pours a bunch of the Cadbury "yolk" all over the plate. Then he ties another bite, makes a happy face, and digs in gleefully.

I got the impression that this was the opening scene to a movie, and that his mom was talking about something important, setting up the plot, while this was going on in the background. Now I want to know what the movie is about. Any ideas?
jesso: (Gir - Wicked Glee)
I had an awesomely weird dream.

It was a dysfunctional-family movie, like Little Miss Sunshine or something. The narrator said something along the lines of "The only recipe my mom could cook was smashed potatoes. She made them every day."

And then it showed this woman (who reminded me of the mom from Home Improvement) making smashed potatoes. Only, instead of potatoes, she was using Cadbury Creme Eggs. She would lay one out on a baking sheet, smash it with a meat tenderizer (she was very violent with this part), and then bake a tray of them for some undetermined length of time.

Then it showed some little 3-or-4-year-old kid (presumably the child version of the narrator) with a plate full of these "smashed potatoes". He's eating while his mom is chattering away with a friend or something, and she's not paying any attention to him. He takes a bite, makes a face, and then pulls over a pitcher towards him. And then he pours a bunch of the Cadbury "yolk" all over the plate. Then he ties another bite, makes a happy face, and digs in gleefully.

I got the impression that this was the opening scene to a movie, and that his mom was talking about something important, setting up the plot, while this was going on in the background. Now I want to know what the movie is about. Any ideas?

SA

Apr. 21st, 2008 10:09 am
jesso: (NERD)
Guys, I think I have a problem.

I dreamt about Scrabulous last night.

Twice.



...I can quit any time, I swear!



(It's really funny how hooked I am on this game, considering I don't think I've ever before played an actual game of Scrabble in my life. I goofed around with my parents' set, but I never actually played a game.)

SA

Apr. 21st, 2008 10:09 am
jesso: (NERD)
Guys, I think I have a problem.

I dreamt about Scrabulous last night.

Twice.



...I can quit any time, I swear!



(It's really funny how hooked I am on this game, considering I don't think I've ever before played an actual game of Scrabble in my life. I goofed around with my parents' set, but I never actually played a game.)
jesso: (Default)
Weird dream. At a SSB tourney, with tomnoir and wistfulmaid. While we were waiting for the Master Swords to be delivered, we had nachos.

edit: Okay so! This was actually a pretty detailed dream! It was a big tournament, and we were somehow in the game, not just playing it on a TV. Lots of people everywhere. Tom and Catherine went off to find food while we were waiting for the Master Swords (because everyone was going to use the same weapon?) to be delivered, so I walked around the playing field, scoping it out. It looked like the front of the castle from Ocarina of Time. There were two levels, and most people were planning on staying up at the top level where the gate was and most of the bad guys were (there were bad gusy thrown in to earn you extra points?), but I decided I liked the lower lever better because it was less crowded and it'd be easier to get at the baddies down there. I went back up and sat at a table with Tom and Catherine and some other randomd guy (no one we knew, he just was sitting at the same table because it was crowded) and we ate nachos while we waited. Then I woke up.
jesso: (Default)
Weird dream. At a SSB tourney, with tomnoir and wistfulmaid. While we were waiting for the Master Swords to be delivered, we had nachos.

edit: Okay so! This was actually a pretty detailed dream! It was a big tournament, and we were somehow in the game, not just playing it on a TV. Lots of people everywhere. Tom and Catherine went off to find food while we were waiting for the Master Swords (because everyone was going to use the same weapon?) to be delivered, so I walked around the playing field, scoping it out. It looked like the front of the castle from Ocarina of Time. There were two levels, and most people were planning on staying up at the top level where the gate was and most of the bad guys were (there were bad gusy thrown in to earn you extra points?), but I decided I liked the lower lever better because it was less crowded and it'd be easier to get at the baddies down there. I went back up and sat at a table with Tom and Catherine and some other randomd guy (no one we knew, he just was sitting at the same table because it was crowded) and we ate nachos while we waited. Then I woke up.

Ow.

Jan. 22nd, 2008 07:07 pm
jesso: (Gir - ow)
Well, I've never had a headache quite like that before.

This morning, I got to work with a headache. By about 9, is was pretty bad. I took some ibuprofen and hoped it would go away. It didn't. By about 11, light was hurting my eyes. After lunch, everything seemed too bright. More ibuprofen at about 1 didn't help, and by 2 I was spending more time with my eyes closed than open. Looking at paper was extremely uncomfortable- it seemed like it was extremely bright white paper! Right as I was deciding that maybe it was time to ask to go home, T came over and asked me if I needed to go home. I nodded and was out the door in about 5 minutes. I put on my sunglasses and put down my sun visor (cloudy gray day as it was, it was too much light for me) and drove home in a daze. Home was the best thing ever. I laid down in my dark bedroom and pulled the blankets over my head and my eyes said "YES THANK YOU" and I fell asleep in a few minutes. I woke up at about 6:30 feeling right as rain.

Had some weird dreams. I was a spy, cutting up walls and ceilings trying to get into a girl's room upstairs from the room I was in, and finally someone helped me get in there and I found tapes of myself. Apparently the girl I was trying to spy on had been spying on me.

I think it was a non-aura migraine. According to Dr Wikipedia, these are the signs of a "Migraine without Aura":

1. Headache attacks lasting 4-72 hours when untreated
2. At least two of the following characteristics:
* Unilateral location
* Pulsating quality
* Moderate or severe pain intensity
* Aggravation by or causing avoidance of routine physical activity
3. During the headache there must be at least one of the following associated symptom clusters:
* Nausea and/or vomiting
* Photophobia and phonophobia

Well, the sucker lasted at least 6 hours, was definitely more on my right side, was pulsating viciously, like a drill against my temple but it also hurt all over my right side of my head, and fell on the "moderate" part of the scale ("inhibits, but does not wholly prevent usual activities"). I don't know about anything with physical activity aggravating it, but I definitely didn't want to move at all. There was some work I just didn't do because it would have involved going to the copier. And whoa photophobia.

Of course, there's also a chance that's not what it was- I was not completely debilitated like most migraine sufferers report- I mean, I was able to function, albeit at a very limited capacity, and photophobia is not a new thing for me. I've always been a least a little bit sensitive to light. The sun is evil, and I always have to turn down the brightness of computer monitors. My light sensitivity has always been made worse by headaches. It could very well have been just a really really really bad headache.

So who knows. All I really know for sure is that I don't want any more headaches like that. I also know that if I had Menstrual Migraines every month I would probably kill every male on the face of the earth before removing my uterus with a rusty spoon.

Ow.

Jan. 22nd, 2008 07:07 pm
jesso: (Gir - ow)
Well, I've never had a headache quite like that before.

This morning, I got to work with a headache. By about 9, is was pretty bad. I took some ibuprofen and hoped it would go away. It didn't. By about 11, light was hurting my eyes. After lunch, everything seemed too bright. More ibuprofen at about 1 didn't help, and by 2 I was spending more time with my eyes closed than open. Looking at paper was extremely uncomfortable- it seemed like it was extremely bright white paper! Right as I was deciding that maybe it was time to ask to go home, T came over and asked me if I needed to go home. I nodded and was out the door in about 5 minutes. I put on my sunglasses and put down my sun visor (cloudy gray day as it was, it was too much light for me) and drove home in a daze. Home was the best thing ever. I laid down in my dark bedroom and pulled the blankets over my head and my eyes said "YES THANK YOU" and I fell asleep in a few minutes. I woke up at about 6:30 feeling right as rain.

Had some weird dreams. I was a spy, cutting up walls and ceilings trying to get into a girl's room upstairs from the room I was in, and finally someone helped me get in there and I found tapes of myself. Apparently the girl I was trying to spy on had been spying on me.

I think it was a non-aura migraine. According to Dr Wikipedia, these are the signs of a "Migraine without Aura":

1. Headache attacks lasting 4-72 hours when untreated
2. At least two of the following characteristics:
* Unilateral location
* Pulsating quality
* Moderate or severe pain intensity
* Aggravation by or causing avoidance of routine physical activity
3. During the headache there must be at least one of the following associated symptom clusters:
* Nausea and/or vomiting
* Photophobia and phonophobia

Well, the sucker lasted at least 6 hours, was definitely more on my right side, was pulsating viciously, like a drill against my temple but it also hurt all over my right side of my head, and fell on the "moderate" part of the scale ("inhibits, but does not wholly prevent usual activities"). I don't know about anything with physical activity aggravating it, but I definitely didn't want to move at all. There was some work I just didn't do because it would have involved going to the copier. And whoa photophobia.

Of course, there's also a chance that's not what it was- I was not completely debilitated like most migraine sufferers report- I mean, I was able to function, albeit at a very limited capacity, and photophobia is not a new thing for me. I've always been a least a little bit sensitive to light. The sun is evil, and I always have to turn down the brightness of computer monitors. My light sensitivity has always been made worse by headaches. It could very well have been just a really really really bad headache.

So who knows. All I really know for sure is that I don't want any more headaches like that. I also know that if I had Menstrual Migraines every month I would probably kill every male on the face of the earth before removing my uterus with a rusty spoon.

Dream Post

Dec. 7th, 2007 07:14 am
jesso: (Analemma)
Ooooh, yay. I'm getting the weird dreams from lack of sleep again.

I'm not even fully awake yet. )

Dream Post

Dec. 7th, 2007 07:14 am
jesso: (Analemma)
Ooooh, yay. I'm getting the weird dreams from lack of sleep again.

I'm not even fully awake yet. )
jesso: (HAWT)
So these two girls, maybe 10 years old, went into this train tunnel. There was a certain spot where they could stand against the wall when the train passed through and still be safe and not get hit. Apparently standing in that spot when a train went through the tunnel was really really fun, because of the wind and such. Anyways, they stood there, and a train went through the tunnel, and they were laughing and exhilarated. After the train passed, a man walked down the tunnel behind the train and arrested them, because it was illegal for them to be in there. The punishment, this man decided, was that they had to sit in the tunnel, in the middle of the tracks, when the next train came. Needless to say, everyone was really mad at this guy. They were supar angry at him, and were protesting outside the tunnel where the girls were sitting. The girls, on the other hand, were really brave. They sat there and held hands and sang songs to each other to comfort each other. Meanwhile, the guy was all "yeah, I'm the best cop/mayor/authority evar" and kept showing off all the places he kept knives hidden, like in these boxes he carried with him everywhere that everyone had thought were just junk. Everyone ignored him while he was trying to show off, and instead either kept protesting or just watched the girls trying to be brave for each other. I woke up right before the train came through the tunnel.

I've pretty much had some weird dream or another every night this week. I swear it is because I've not been getting enough sleep. I've been staying up later than usual doing whatever. I don't know, though, if this means I'm getting deeper into sleep than usual, because I'm more tired, or what. It is weird.
jesso: (HAWT)
So these two girls, maybe 10 years old, went into this train tunnel. There was a certain spot where they could stand against the wall when the train passed through and still be safe and not get hit. Apparently standing in that spot when a train went through the tunnel was really really fun, because of the wind and such. Anyways, they stood there, and a train went through the tunnel, and they were laughing and exhilarated. After the train passed, a man walked down the tunnel behind the train and arrested them, because it was illegal for them to be in there. The punishment, this man decided, was that they had to sit in the tunnel, in the middle of the tracks, when the next train came. Needless to say, everyone was really mad at this guy. They were supar angry at him, and were protesting outside the tunnel where the girls were sitting. The girls, on the other hand, were really brave. They sat there and held hands and sang songs to each other to comfort each other. Meanwhile, the guy was all "yeah, I'm the best cop/mayor/authority evar" and kept showing off all the places he kept knives hidden, like in these boxes he carried with him everywhere that everyone had thought were just junk. Everyone ignored him while he was trying to show off, and instead either kept protesting or just watched the girls trying to be brave for each other. I woke up right before the train came through the tunnel.

I've pretty much had some weird dream or another every night this week. I swear it is because I've not been getting enough sleep. I've been staying up later than usual doing whatever. I don't know, though, if this means I'm getting deeper into sleep than usual, because I'm more tired, or what. It is weird.
jesso: (Default)
Another strange dream. Joined army, hot marine guy kept hitting on me during orientation. Them had to train for cust serv at Jess' desk b/c she was gone.

edit: At the army orientation, I was sitting in my chair (which was a really comfy couch-like chair) next to Jess, only I was sitting "upside down" with my bare feet over the back of the chair and my head hanging over the edge. The hot marine guy came up to the back of my chair and kept poking at my feet and asking me out, but the guy leading the orientation was getting really mad and kept trying to get the hot marine guy to go away. Hot marine guy told me to meet him at a bar, and I said okay (????) and he left. After the orientation, I was in the customer service department at work, and Jess wasn't there, so L told KB (L & KB are the CSRV supervisors) that KB would have to train me, but first we'd have to clean off Jess' desk, because for some reason it was covered in boxes.

I dream more when I'm not getting enough sleep. I think I might have to deprive myself of sleep more often if it means I get this kind of entertainment.
jesso: (Default)
Another strange dream. Joined army, hot marine guy kept hitting on me during orientation. Them had to train for cust serv at Jess' desk b/c she was gone.

edit: At the army orientation, I was sitting in my chair (which was a really comfy couch-like chair) next to Jess, only I was sitting "upside down" with my bare feet over the back of the chair and my head hanging over the edge. The hot marine guy came up to the back of my chair and kept poking at my feet and asking me out, but the guy leading the orientation was getting really mad and kept trying to get the hot marine guy to go away. Hot marine guy told me to meet him at a bar, and I said okay (????) and he left. After the orientation, I was in the customer service department at work, and Jess wasn't there, so L told KB (L & KB are the CSRV supervisors) that KB would have to train me, but first we'd have to clean off Jess' desk, because for some reason it was covered in boxes.

I dream more when I'm not getting enough sleep. I think I might have to deprive myself of sleep more often if it means I get this kind of entertainment.

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