I have to record these dreams, because they were so weird, wacky, and entertaining…

I had a pair of them last night, both pretty vivid and interesting.

So the first dream started out in Versailles.  I had to be living in Versailles, and I was married, I remember Mo playing a slight role.  Anyway, I was driving around, I remember going to the local grocery store and Dairy Queen, and the next thing I remember, I was at the bank.  I don’t remember actually doing it, but I specifically remember getting back into the car, with my friend Kevin driving…I had robbed the bank.  We split up and went our own ways.  I ended up back at mom and dad’s, and they were both there.  In a “Tell-Tale Heart” kind of way, the guilt of robbing the bank was too much.  I was trying to avoid it, until Kevin came in.  He blamed me for everything, saying it was all my idea.  I told him that he had a part in it, that he had helped me.  He wasn’t hearing it, denying everything.  I told him that I couldn’t remember anything. I couldn’t believe it.  I was totally blanking on what happened.  I had a good idea what happened, and I think I had the cash on me…  I was panicking, and trying to think of a way to get the money back to the bank.  I remember asking, if, I dropped the money back off at the bank, would they just forget anything.  Everyone thought it was ridiculous, so I got mad and asked them if they had any better ideas.  Of course no one did, and I was left to my own devices.  At that point, Mo’s alarm went off, waking me up.  I woke up feeling nervous and paranoid, the dream felt SOOO real, I really woke up feeling like it really did happen.

I was able to get back to sleep, and I was treated to another dream theater experience.  I was single, and having a rough time dating.  Finally, I found a girl who seemed interested.  She reminded me of a girl I knew a LONG long time ago named Erin.  Anyways, so we went of a first date.  It was somewhat of a bust, not exciting, lots of silence…rough date.  It didn’t end bad, but I had better.  I told her I’d give her a call and left it at that.  I remember if had been some time, I had the impression that she was seeing other people, which wasn’t a big deal, and I didn’t feel like it mattered much, I just met her, so I didn’t care.  Anyways, I had gotten in touch with her again, and got a second date.  It went much better, and we had a lot of fun.  Time had gone by, and I remember still being with this girl.  We had been invited to a wedding of a cousin, and I remember waiting in line outside the church to greet the new bride and groom.  I remember looking in my hands and seeing wrapped candy that we were supposed to throw at the bride and groom.  I thought it a bit weird, but, hey, who am I to complain.  So they came out, and we ceremoniously pelted them with the assorted candies.  I remember getting a weird feeling from this girl, I can’t really say that I knew why, but I felt uneasy being with her.

So we went to the reception, a huge old hotel.  There were a ton of people there, with huge, old rooms.  At some point, something happened, and she basically nothing short but went nuts.  She pulled out a MAC-10 (I know this for a fact, as you’ll find out later), and started shooting.  I was Matrix-diving and turning to avoid the bullet, but two bullets grazed my bicep.  She got knocked down and was on her back.  Some people came in, I was thinking it was CSI?, to see what was going on.  I pointed and yelled at them, “STOP HER!!  Double tap her to the head (send two gun shots to the head), it’s the only way to stop her!!  If you don’t, she’ll get 0ut of jail and kill me!!”  I can’t remember what happened, but I do remember seeing myself over her with a gun pointed to her head.

I went outside of the hotel, and remember seeing Tanya Rasler, her boyfriend, and Tabitha and Troy Sauer.  I went to hug Tanya, but she walked on by with her boyfriend.  I was like, “What a bunch of shit!” and said “HEY.”  At which point she gave me a hug, a very awkward one.  She looked afraid to do so with her boyfriend.  I thought it weird, but, hey, whatever.  So Tabitha and Troy asked me what I had been up to.  I responded, “Oh, BEING SHOT AT BY A CRAZY CHICK WITH A MAC-10. A MAC-10!!”  They were all kind of, “Huh…”, and went about their way.  I followed them into a grassy area, overlooking a pool.  As they sat down, I just kept going, “I can’t believe she shot at me with a MAC-10…  I mean…REALLY…”  At that point, Mo woke me up to let me know she was leaving.

Freaking bizarro dreams…  I don’t think I missed much.  They were both very vivid dreams, very emotionally charging.  Even after I woke up after the second dream, I was still feeling it from the first dream.  And then compounding it with the second dream, it just took a lot out of me this morning.  These were my strongest dreams I’ve had in a while.  Very interesting, very exciting, and very, very bizarre.  But, that’s the beauty of it.