When I was younger I used to have these curtains with pictures of animals on. Well if you looked at it in a certain way, they made a face, and one side of the curtain was evil-looking, the other one had a kinda' smile. So whenever I went to sleep I always had one curtain drawn and the other pulled back (the evil one). Weird eh? I was only four at the time though .

The dreams I had for the past weeks are all Rated R. Scary dreams I never knew my mind was possible to even entertain . . .

Freaky!

My malaria pills give me weird dreams.

Onto first night in Africa, I had a dream a giant tiki face was chasing me.

I keep having apocalypse-surviving dreams. There's always this sense of impending doom in my dreams, and I don't like it. I'm always running from something, or running to what I think is safety, keeping vicious things from my child, trying to find my husband, mom, siblings, etc.

I've never finished a dream like that, though. I always wake up at like 4 am in a sweat.

I recently had a dream where I went into a local shop with the Bee-Gees...They were taking me to buy one of those eighties, big shouldered suits...I should mention at this point that my only thought of oddness at this point was the fact that this shop was where the chippy should be...Aaamywho, we bought a suit and damned good I thought it was too...

So we all left the shop...Barry and Maurice were, by now, in their 70s white suits...

And I was holding Robin's hand... ...

I rather hastily woke up...

O.M.G!!!!

That is just so wrong!

How could they close the chippy?

What's a chippy?

...Blimey... ...

Chippy - Chip shop...Fish and chip selling emporiums from where fish and chips ('nd some other foodage) may be purchased...

Dude, I'm from Texas. We don't have chippies, lol

We're chippy free in Arkansas as well.

But...

but....

How have you both survived?

*faints*

I jest of course, but it is a British tradition. Fish and chips, salt and lashings of vinegar, with maybe a little tub of gravy or mushy peas. Oh, and a can of cloudy lemonade...

Now I'm hungry... and there ain't no way I'm going outside in this. Stepped out earlier, and it was up to my, erm, rude word, knees.

I think I had a weird dream last night, but I can't remember. If I remember, I'll share it.

Okay!

Okay, I vaguely remember this dream...

It had something to do with a portal to skyrim in my fridge. I remember something about Alduin cooking an omelet and nagging paarthurnax to clean out their cave as well. Something else happened, but I can't remember anymore

LOL, there's a phrase I never expected to hear!

And that makes me want to write a Skyrim/Narnia crossover; the Dragonborn discovers a portal to Narnia in the pantry and hijinks ensue...

What is WRONG with you?!

My malaria pills give me strange dreams.

*stepping up to the counter*

-Hey! Yeah, I´d like to order a good dream, please. Maybe a lush Oblivion forest or a stroll down the Waterfront with a beautiful sunset? Thanks

What? Pfft. Give me a huge Sanguine Realm Emporium with some Lusty Argonian Maids and a bunch of Dibella worshipers in their undergarments and we have a deal!

No . . .just me?