The Snake

Last night I dreamed of a snake. In my dream I bought a snake and a cage. When I got home, the snake had outgrown his cage and I was on my way back to the pet store to buy a larger cage. In the small cage, he kept popping his head out and I felt bad for him. At some point between home and back to the store I woke up, and I think I just figured out what this dream meant.

My mind being as perverted as it may be, led me to believe that this snake was a "trouser snake". When I bought the snake and the cage he fit, but when I took him out and tried to put in back later, he didn't. I think this is because when you take a "trouser snake" out to play, he grows.

I haven't had any loving in a while, and maybe this has led my mind to wander a bit.

If anyone else thinks this dream may hold a different meaning, let me know. I think I got it down to a T just now!!!

Hope you enjoy my randomness today, I just thought it was funny.

My Dream of Being Kidnapped

Ever since I graduated college and started the typical 8-5 kind of job, I rarely sleep in even when I am allowed to. Last night I got home from Sweet Charity and Nanny Mongo 911's house around 1:00 AM. I got one the computer, finished downloading some songs, and made my way to the bed. Normally my idea of "sleeping in" is around 9 o' clock, 10 at the latest. This morning was different. I woke up at 11:20 AM, and I hold my dream responsible for this. You know those dreams that are so intense you just have to finish them before you wake up? This was one of those. It was so intense and when I woke up, I was sweating.

Here goes....

I don't remember exactly how it started, but I was kidnapped along with a handful of my friends. From what I recollect, it was Sweet Charity, Nanny Mongo 911, and Lamb Bone. We were kidnapped by some guy and for some reason no one believed us whenever we came across an opportunity for someone to help out. We tried telling people, calling the police, and got absolutely nothing. We ran to other people's cars and they drove off with us basically hanging on their window (windows down of course). Everyone just drove off.

We were tortured by this man. I don't even know how the few incidents came along where we even had the opportunity to reach out for help, because from what it seemed, we were on a very tight leash. It was very creepy.

This went on for a long time and somehow one of my friends managed to lead us to the garage with a few moments head start and we jumped in this guy's car. I remember that we started driving the car off before we were fully inside and the doors were still open. It kind of reminded me of how they had to move the bus in Little Miss Sunshine..... you get the idea. The only way we escaped this man was by doing this, because had we all waited until in the car with doors shut, it would have kept on going. I remember him reaching us right as we started pulling the car out and going as fast as we could with the doors wide open.

I woke up sweating, as if the running to the car and jumping in while in motion with doors wide open really had occurred. It was so real that I could not possibly wake up until there was some resolution. We escaped, therefore allowing my body to be awaken and my mind so distorted from what I had previously encountered.

What I want to know is this... Why did everyone think we were crying wolf when this guy had indeed taken us hostage? Was everyone so self absorbed that they couldn't reach out to people in need? I know that dreams are supposed to have hidden meanings so if anyone knows what the hell all this means, please do tell.

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I dreamed a dream

Last night I dreamt of the strangest things that I felt the need to write down the majority of what I remembered. I dreamt I was going to Eggland's Best's house. When I got there, I walked into his house and went looking for him. I went to his room, where I saw 2 people having sex in the dark. I went to pull them apart, and realized it was Garfunkel and Sherlock Woman having sex in Eggland's Best's bed, with him in it. They stopped doing it when I went over to Eggland's Best and asked him why they were doing it in his bed . I also asked why the hell he was just laying there on the opposite side while they were doing that. He said that Garfunkel went to get some protection from him and guess he didn't make it back to his room, that they just started going at it. This was so strange to me, even in a dream sequence. I think the part that made me realize something is that when I walked into the room initially, I thought it was Eggland's Best and some random woman, and I was jealous. This was not the case. When I look back on my dream, I was pissed at first, and when I saw the whole picture, I was relieved. I have to admit that it was strange that Garfunkel and Eggland's Best were hanging out, living together, or whatever. It was also strange to see Garfunkel going at it in Eggland's Best's bed with him in it. Later in the dream, Eggland's Best and I were hosting a party at his house. It was very weird. I don't know how this happened, but he was very open about our relationship. He was giving me kisses in front of people and all that. It was nice, and I liked it. I don't really remember much else of the dream, but I woke up and it was as if there was an entire montage that had occurred in the 9 hours I had laid myself down to sleep. Maybe I will remember more later. I'll get back to you all on this.