Last dream you had

Yes it was Dutch, I somehow thought that would be more comical than German, French or whatever. And you wouldn't get any self-respecting Dutchman drinking Foster's, let alone a German ...

I think your dream is about wanting to break free of everything that holds you back in life, and feeling frustrated. That's what my dreams tend to be about anyway.

 

I had recieved some post which came in the form of brown envelopes. Now in reality I am still waiting for my claim to budgeting loan. I have waited nearly two weeks, so there is expectency. In my dream I recieved a few letters. All the same, one was a kind of handwritten account, but was poorly visible. Then there was the clear version in print. I then saw not just one Giro, but three. Each was like, well one was 150 pounds, another 674 pounds, another 200 pounds. I was in a brilliant mood.

Then the dream sort of switched to me being put in an American jail. I was rebellious and I said stuff that indicated I hated American laws etc. It seemed Britain was softer.I wanted to get a plane and go to France. I am not sure about this one.

But then there was another theme in which I recieved a phonecall from a radio station. I spoke on the phone, but it seemed like I didn't speak clearly enough. I think I was speaking about how my life is and the plight of British society and stuff.

Is there someone who can interpret dreams?

 

I dreamt last night that my dad tried to murder me in front of my family, but somehow I escaped and ended up in a nice cafe. Then I woke up.
Went to back to sleep and dreamt I was on a rollercoaster, then in a stately home where I kept going in the wrong rooms and getting told off. The house had something to do with petrol...oil crisis dreams ftw...

 

A recurrenceof the psychotic ex dream.. only this time she had black dreads and bizarre clown makeup.
WTF.

 

I was walking down the street and someone behind me shouts "attends!" and i look back and its just a silhouette and the word is in a speech bubble Woke up then when the phone rang but didnt get there in time

 

Something about the jug from work we use to fill up the hot drinks machine.... I think I am spending too much time at work.

 

aren't we all?

apart from folk on the dole or still at school of course...

 

Im none of those things, so

 

I was at a zoo and the all the animals started to attack. Bears were trying to eat my head and monkeys were fighting me. Was quite scary. It then turned into my house but the animals were still there and we were restraining them to stop them biting us, then had to call the fire brigade for some reason.

I think it was because I was the response nurse last night and was called every two hours.

 

i cant remember my last. But the one i remember.

I was cold. There was an igloo but it was a home. I went in, it was beautiful. But bare. There were nowt but beds on the floor. Not "proper" beds, just sheets really. Dirty brown compared to the white of the walls.

It meant i was cold - sleeping in a room made of ice, i know it meant i was cold because i briefly remember waking up, feeling cold and pulling the duvet over my arms.

 

My last dream sucked. I know pretty much what it meant.

It was about Emelia.
It was about how we arranged to meet up and she never turned up.
It was about how she sent her goth male friend to explain it to me.
It was about how I got lost.
It was about how i ended up on my own with this guy (not like that) guy i just met.
It was about how he left too. To go to the pub.

But then it changed, because then Louise turned up. Because then she and me went around the pub having a fucking great time just to say fuck you to the guy in the pub. Then ponce we'd circled it once, we went in, and it turned into a fine dining restaurant and it was brilliant. It was beautiful. And i know it was only a dream but it really did renew my faith in our friendship. Not that it really needed renewing after what we did yesterday!! =]

 

oo, I'm not telling you what i dreamt about last night...

 

was it to do with candy canes?

 

Not that I can remember. It did involve a tent though. An old scout ridge tent.

 

I was being over-run by mice, more than my humane traps could handle, so I had to improvise mousetraps using bowls

 

Mousy dreams!

I forgot to mention, your mouse problem inspired us...were bringing home a pair of mouses at the weekend...ee, eee!
Seeing as you wouldnt hand over yours

 

Heh, well I'm glad it inspired you:tongue: My mouse (Gerald) was released into a lovely orchard with a stream running through it, I'm sure he's now living a happy and fulfilled life

 

aw, bless

 

I dreamt I was working in a team of bodyguards, something to do with MI6

 

Mine was odd... I went back to visit my old platoon in the Army. Very emotional as it goes.