The Dream Thread

[WeaponTheory]

I'm in a house, I guess mine? I go upstairs with my cat. The upstairs which is supposed to be an attic turns out to be big like it's another house minus the kitchen and plumbing. It was kind of dark in here but man was it very roomy, filled with a little bit of junk in the way. If you tidy it up a bit, you can definitely rent it out. I see an old dusty leather couch, there's piled up planks of wood and laying on top of that is coins, with liquid on them. A few coins look new, I guess someone was trying to get the rust off of them.

I walk a little bit more, I see an old computer, I mean like 90s old. I look around to see modems and telephone cables and other things and said to myself how it's a no wonder that the Internet is taking a shit lately. The computer is already on, weird. I get on the computer, it looks like stuff I would had searched for, I went to try to delete cookies and clear browser history. I get off the computer and walked a little bit more. I see a weird bunk bed thing but it's the height of a regular bed, while under it is a netted play pen for toddlers. On the right side of this big attic it gets divided by planks of wood that's really an unfinished wall. There's a door frame, I walk through, and it's a room. It's a girls room, and it still had stuff in here. Dolls, bed, pictures of drawings, why was all this left behind?

My cat wonders away as if he discovered something. He stares at a closet that's ajar. The closet door quickly pushes a bit open. Fuck me, I knew what was up. So I played stupid, and said out loud. "You have a very nice room." I stared at the open closet, there was still clothes in it. I awaited for something to pop out, like some movie shit, but nothing. My cat goes away, I call for him a few times, and then a voice mimics my cat calling. Fuck. So I get bold and shout, "Show yourself!"
Now my dream turns into a movie trailer, it's cutting between clips, because it skips to me being yelled at by this spirit girl that quickly rushes to my face and tells me to find this specific girl. I plead to the spirit that it would be impossible, and that I don't know how. *cuts* She's holding my cat hostage. *cuts* I'm outside, and I see a girl matching the description helping her dad bring in items in a house. These items were snacks and boxes of sodas.

I finally got the courage to get her attention. What the fuck am I'm going to say to her to convince her to come inside? She comes to me. She's a young cute Asian teen with long hair that's braided. Stupidly I said "Do you speak English?". She then replies back, "English, Spanish and Japanese". I got excited and said "Wow, that's cool as shit!". We awkwardly stared at each other for a bit, and I nervously said "You wanna come inside?". She looks at her dad, and told me that she couldn't. I knew why, I then asked maybe after she is finished. Her dad yells for her to help. The dad looks at me, and I did some mime shit of me being strong and carrying things. I should've just yelled that I can help, the fuck was I thinking, now I look like a fool to him.

That's all I can remember.

[WeaponTheory]

Cock Blocked At A Whore House

I don't know where the hell I am. I think it was an Asian whore house. The whole inside was metal. I was just looking around, eventually I caught the attention of two chicks in Kimonos. As they smile, they signal me to come to them. I walk with them for a few steps and through a door. The inside was huge, like a hangar. There were some type of wall dividers so that immediately when you walk through the door, you won't see anything, but after you go around the "wall", it's just nothingness. But in the open far away from where I stood, was a row of tables, and there was a few people sitting at there minding their own business. Like it was school or something. So they had me lay down, and before anything happens, they were gonna wash me down first. 

So as I took my clothes off, this girl I used to like in school in reality, runs over and hands me a note. The note, for whatever reason was wrapped by another paper. Think of it as opening a small candy. I couldn't make out the bigger paper (the wrapper), but the main focus was the small note it carried. It said something like "Yes" or some type of an agreement. I look at her, I guess in reality, I blocked her so much that she didn't talk in my dream. She just smile and shook her head up and down happily as if I proposed to her.
I'm confused, because I wasn't sure what was this about, but I can only assume that I asked her out and she decided to wait and cock block me before answering me.

[Axess]

I had a dream that I was baker. Don't know where that came from or why, but I was a baker and had my own bakery and apparently a gf that would come in randomly during the day. I lived a day as a baker in my dream, it was interesting....

I didn't actually bake anything now that I think about it, lol. I was more like a cashier at a bakery then.

No deep story or anything here, just thought that dream was odd...

[WeaponTheory]

Bad Service

I separated from my friends and walked into a restaurant. I ordered coleslaw and two BBQ ribs. The server CONSTANTLY kept suggesting that I order more things with that. But I couldn't because that's not what I want and I had just enough money for what I ordered. I remember one of the stupid things on the chart was to extra fry the meat (what?). I went from calm to annoyed to the point that I knew from my actions reacting to his actions that at the least they were going to spit in my food.

FINALLY got my food, sat at an empty table, lo and behold, there's something's wrong with my order, there was mac n cheese and not coleslaw and the ribs were cold.
Here we fuckin' go. So I get up and walk to the guy and told him the issue. He acknowledge it and says he will do something, but he's just fucking standing there. Eventually he whispers something to me in Spanish. And I'm like "What?" and he kept saying it every time I said "What?". Then I said something along the lines of "Dude, speak English man, I don't speak Spanish." with a tired and defeated attitude. And some jackass that was seated near us overheard and instigated with "Ooooh wow". As if I said something racist. The server walks away from me and I tried to tell him that's not what I meant and tried to rephrase what I have said.

Like a fucking fool, I'm standing there waiting for something to happen. The server walks by me and sits a group of black dudes at my table, with my fucking plate of food just chilling right there in the middle. I'm still being ignored, and in a minute they got their order of food. And my food is just sitting there. My issue didn't get solved. And one of the motherfuckers ended up digging into my food as if it was free! I didn't know what to do, I knew I wasn't going to get my food back, I knew I wasn't going to get any food, but I walk to the table and said "Excuse me, that's my plate you're eating off of". The guy spits out a chunk of mac n cheese back to the plate. But he proceeds to fork half a BBQ rib and dip it in some sauce that one of his friends ordered.

At this point, I'm pissed and the server is slowly getting out of my vision crowded with other people. I haven't paid for shit, and the only true lost here is their inventory, I was just about to leave until a fight broke out. That was clearly a sign for me to leave, but I kept waiting for the side exit door to be cleared out of the way so I can run the fuck out of there. Soon enough, some cops came and I'm thinking "Okay, can't run out now, what if the server sees me and tells them that I'm stealing?". I was so pissed off. Then one of my friends walked into the restaurant. I was just about to talk to him of a plan but I woke up.

[Disk]

(10-26-2016, 06:15 AM)WeaponTheory Wrote: Bad Service

I separated from my friends and walked into a restaurant. I ordered coleslaw and two BBQ ribs. The server CONSTANTLY kept suggesting that I order more things with that. But I couldn't because that's not what I want and I had just enough money for what I ordered. I remember one of the stupid things on the chart was to extra fry the meat (what?). I went from calm to annoyed to the point that I knew from my actions reacting to his actions that at the least they were going to spit in my food.

FINALLY got my food, sat at an empty table, lo and behold, there's something's wrong with my order, there was mac n cheese and not coleslaw and the ribs were cold.
Here we fuckin' go. So I get up and walk to the guy and told him the issue. He acknowledge it and says he will do something, but he's just fucking standing there. Eventually he whispers something to me in Spanish. And I'm like "What?" and he kept saying it every time I said "What?". Then I said something along the lines of "Dude, speak English man, I don't speak Spanish." with a tired and defeated attitude. And some jackass that was seated near us overheard and instigated with "Ooooh wow". As if I said something racist. The server walks away from me and I tried to tell him that's not what I meant and tried to rephrase what I have said.

Like a fucking fool, I'm standing there waiting for something to happen. The server walks by me and sits a group of black dudes at my table, with my fucking plate of food just chilling right there in the middle. I'm still being ignored, and in a minute they got their order of food. And my food is just sitting there. My issue didn't get solved. And one of the motherfuckers ended up digging into my food as if it was free! I didn't know what to do, I knew I wasn't going to get my food back, I knew I wasn't going to get any food, but I walk to the table and said "Excuse me, that's my plate you're eating off of". The guy spits out a chunk of mac n cheese back to the plate. But he proceeds to fork half a BBQ rib and dip it in some sauce that one of his friends ordered.

At this point, I'm pissed and the server is slowly getting out of my vision crowded with other people. I haven't paid for shit, and the only true lost here is their inventory, I was just about to leave until a fight broke out. That was clearly a sign for me to leave, but I kept waiting for the side exit door to be cleared out of the way so I can run the fuck out of there. Soon enough, some cops came and I'm thinking "Okay, can't run out now, what if the server sees me and tells them that I'm stealing?". I was so pissed off. Then one of my friends walked into the restaurant. I was just about to talk to him of a plan but I woke up.

Good thing you woke up.

I actually had nightmares in a short amount of time when I wake up then go back to sleep this is during the weekdays...

One of them I got stabbed with a needle by some guy in the stomach, some kind of drug shit I felt that it was real and started to freak out but then I woke up.

The other was a few days ago, I dreamt that i went to work and did the usual mail routine, everything was normal until a giant pitfall appeared and i fell down, as i was about to impact i woke up.

[WeaponTheory]

LIBRARY

I was in a school library, a big library. I'm in the back which is kind of secluded. And there were a group of either High School or College age youngins. There was a male and female having sex in a corner, while there was a few others surrounding them to be the lookout and to body cover the scene. Due to the noise, they almost got caught by the librarians that would walk around due to the suspicious noise. They've stopped. And when the coast was clear, another set of couples took over. Again, due to the moaning, a librarian comes walking around, and they stopped.

Eventually the Principal and a few security guards came, walking around. The Principal soon eventually made this big speech about life and to take it serious. During this speech, there was this class clown dude who randomly said some shit to be funny towards his targeted people of choice. After the speech, the Principal left.

The class clown was near a book shelf getting something. One of my friends who was a target of a joke from earlier came towards him, distracted him as if he was going to ask a question and with all his strength pulled down the heavy book shelf on him. The crowd goes crazy with shock. My friend jogs away a few feet, and quickly the class clown gets out of the rubble of books to fight him. My friend pulls out a stake knife and attempts to swipe at him. He lost his fuckin' mind. He probably had enough of his shit.

The class clown during the struggle manage to take the knife out of his hand and toss it away, but immediately as if he appeared out of nowhere, my friend quickly retrieves the knife and stabs him in the back, he runs away with the knife in his back. Everyone is freaking out, including me. I slowly walk towards my friend, constantly yelling at him "What the fuck!?" "Why!?".

With bloody hands, he attempts to grab onto both my wrist.
I told him "Don't touch my shirt, you'll get blood on it".
He grabs my wrist, now with blood on the sleeves of my shirt. He's crying with a smile on his face and he says to me "You can wash it out!"
I told him "No I can't, it's a white shirt, you don't understand my luck." as I tear up and chuckle.

[GodHatesHipster]

Last night I had a dream. I was with the friend I vistited in Alaska. He wasn't married yet so it was just me and him in his apartment. We get drunk and go visit one of his chick friends which we end up banging. This part is blurred out (thanks brain, saved me) so cut to a few days later, we get drunk again and sneak into her place only to find her boyfriend there. We shouted "let's fuck again" or something to that effect which sent him into a rage and us giggling like idiots. We bolt off running , laughing and drunk as can be through the apartment complex.