I don’t remember this portion of my dreams. I had many last night. One was very sexual. I woke up with a boner and really wanted to finish the job but didn’t. In the dream I was peeping on a woman that looked a lot like Andrianna. It was a dorm-room setting. I watched her undress and then comb her bush and wash her snatch. In the dream I was whacking it but couldn’t get it off.
Next thread is a birthday party for me, that my mom put together. When I hear that two Emilies are going to be there I get very angry and sulk because I didn’t want my sister invited. My brother is there, which excites me. He shows me this new hockey stick he got. Its blade is complicated by a pedal and the whole thing is almost like something you could ride. I couldn’t figure out how anyone could shoot a puck with it. He got it at a Columbus Blue Jackets game?
I calm down and it’s fine that my sister is there but all these other people start showing up, people I don’t know. This pisses me off. I can’t play any of the music I want to play.
Then a thread set in a mall. Brook there. Trying to find a place to sit and eat. I shoot down her suggestion. But then the mall takes on a dorm-like feel and I am warning some guy about one of my ex-girlfriend’s current boyfriend being pissed off and looking for blood. This guy I warn says he doesn’t even know her.
I wish I could remember more of the Ron Paul thread. It was such a chore to actually write it down. I dreamed I wrote it down several times and it probably kept me awake knowing I hadn’t. I was surprised to see it scrawled there this morn.
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