Mutliple #wiigii! dreams last night. Most notable was seeing the Hulk's son Skaar come to Earth to fight Iron Man (there's a lot of back story there), so IM has a plan, calls for people to fill this auditorium/sports ground he has with 17,000 nerds. His words exactly. Iunno how it works, maybe the combined geek mentality will dominate? So, I'm there with a few friends (I was in a section totally empty at first, so was able to bounce down about eight rows of seats on big cushions, but then ahd to move to see other people, blocking our view of the central field). So, trying to see it on a little screen, I turn, there's LV, coolslider, lithrael, astro_l. I make some comment about how they got there, LV simply turns and points at Bryce, who I notice is completly high. Like, bloodshot eyes from hell, and I don't think he knows where he is. Cryptic LV is cryptic.

anyway, non dream stuff - home life is very tense lately. I would make a big post about stuff I plan that gets no support from family, or my work situation, but I find I mostly run out of time; I'm barely ever actually at the computer much. In some ways, I feel like a ghost of myself.

Despite sightings over east, Target, K-Mart, Myer and Toys R Us have nothing new TF-wise at all. It doens't help my subconscious is making me dream I'm finding new toys.

(Does anyone else get those? I hate it when you either pick up stuff, then somehow it's gone from your hand and you try to find what it was, even as your memory erases it; or you get to the checkout and you've magically mislaid everything you had in hand; and then you wake up and realise you don't have anything to show for your efforts.)

So, #wiigii! dream. I'm in San Diego, and end up at a strip club with Ant, and others. I'm pretty sure Waspy was there too. Initially there's just four of us. Later, as the strippers start coming out, almost in a cavalcade of stars to meet and greet us, I see others. Rapido, Lith, etc. Even a few people I know from here in Perth were there, like Jenny. It's a very non-traditional strip club. I don't actually recall any stripping, just.. conversations. And you could go and get massages, etc. Jenny offered to crunch my back, but I said no, since I thought it might get her in trouble, not being an employee. Anyway, eventually I see my old friend Lis there. Note that at this point in real life, not seen her in a few years - she basically dropped off the radar completely :(. so I'm chatting to her, finding out what happened, when I notice it's dark, andpeople's eyes are glowing red, like under a blacklight. Some people have blue. Others, no glow (I assume I was the same). And checking back in the room, I can see the crowds sitting on the floor, facing the same direction, almost in prayer, but their ears are also quite pointed now.Vampires? Werewolves? I just decide to get out of there, and drag Lis away, so we set about running through the streets of San Diego. Note that the club was right next to the San Diego zoo, as I walked over there from the club before vampire time to grab a map. Eventually she vanishes, and I'm wandering, lost. Later Ant finds me, and we realise I had no US cash on me at all, and I must have found my way to a bus station and fallen asleep there.

Woke up with a worse sore throat. On the plus side, I also woke

a) to the now downloaded #wiigii! Bosstones clip of DANGER WEDDING.
b) after a dream about BEING at said DANGER WEDDING.

Multiple crazy dreams. Among them:

* cracking a computer AI's code that allowed it to send two separate components it developed back into two timelines, to reconverge such that it would lead to its own development
* trying to meet Julian Barrett from the Mighty Boosh on campus
* another one I'm kicking myself for forgetting, since I knew I should note it down
* finding Animated Bumblebee, some Japanese rarities, and a bunch of comics I wanted - and then having them magically disappear as I go to pay for them. FUCK I hate those dreams.

Was just totally reminded of an AWESOME dream I had last night.

So, I had the Transformers: Animated Megatron roleplay gun toy.

But, you say, THAT AM NO EXIST!

It did last night, and it was SWEET.

It was pretty much a black laser pistol/rifle, akin to those used by Stormtroopers. But clipped onto the side of it was a large white/translucent add-on pack. Curved and sleek - think a bit like the robots in I, Robot.

Which separated away, and functioned as a separate gun.

Which had internal LEDs, so you could make it light up.

ONLY you could also hold down the trigger, and get this huge powering up sound effect.

AND THEN IT FIRED A REAL LASER POINTER BEAM OUT, like, continually, in addition to bright flashes of the LEDs in the "muzzle", which lit the whole gun up. So, the laser beam is streaming out, as a targetter.

And then you plug the smaller black rifle into this clearer/white piece on the front, creating a huge combat rifle, with two handgrips, and a targetting beam on the top.

It was VERY AWESOME.

My brain is an engine of chaos.

First dream of note last night: I am working at the zoo. Behind the lion enclosure, in the "night den" region, the lioness is being brought in. Only, something happens and she slips out. After me. I'm slowly backing away as she gets faster. It ends up with her pinning me with one paw, while I dig the fingernails of one hand into her windpipe as hard as I can, trying to keep her paw off my face with her other hand. I said something in the dream of especial note.

Anyway, later, the other keeper involved (who really wasn't at fault) is being blamed by the media. A channel 10 reporter talks to her, distracting her, while elsewhere, a live feed cuts to another reporter "showing how dangerous the zoo is", jumping over barriers etc. I lean into her shot, and call her a "vapid whore" on live national televsion. This makes me feel better.

Anyway, about 5am is when I hit my deepest sleep. And wow was it complex. At an airport, I run into windchaser and autobottrixter. We're going to some convention. These other people end up joining us. We don't really know them, but they know us. I go for a wander, because they're mostly acting like morons. Only one follows me. I tell him I'm meeting a date for lunch, but he keeps following me. I try to lose him, only to end up with this other guy following. And that's when it gets creepy. He says, "You lefties don't have long anyway."

Yeah, basically, some extremely rightwing Transfans are rounding up the "leftie" #wiigii! for nefarious purposes.

So, knowing this, I set about trying to rescue/help people. I eventually find a lot tied up in this room,a nd then it goes into crazy fight mode time. Lots of battles, people I met this weekend turning out to be villains etc. Somehow people I know have powers. In the end, everyone is rescued, yay us (and then the alarm went off, so happy ending).

Only, the best bit. This Asian guy, kinda big, has a change of heart. He helps us. And his power is that when he basically sumo-slams into somehow, he can alter their mass and density, sending them flying off, or making them slam into other people harder. At one point I ask, "You gotta let me know how your power even works!" He had an Einstein t-shirt on.

and I get in the shower after waking, and I realise what his name would have been.

SUPER-COLLIDER.

Before I dash to work, I HAVE to post this dream.

I was in a race to get to some sort of Disneyland attraction across a field. Upon getting to where we would board these sort of monorail cars in water, I found a little girl who was standing on the edge, just asking to be knocked in by the crowd. I was going to help her onto the boat, but then her sister told me they had lost their mother somewhere. So I was trying to help them find her, whilst also showing the girls the park. It was a very conscientious dream - at one point, the littler one needed to pee, so I had to tell her sister to take her to the bathroom, since I didn't think their mum would like me helping out in this case. Eventually, I bought them apples and noodles for dinner from some sort of supermarket within the park.. and I knew I would wake up soon. So I was tryig to tell the girls goodbye without upsetting or scaring them. I told them how tbe real world might seem scary when they woke up, but it was okay, and would all make sense again soon. But then how else to leave them?

So my brain went into overdrive, and made us in cartoon versions, who were running down this old sewer-like pipe, being chased by a Hulk-like monster. I told the girls to keep running, and was going to pull this big heavy safe from an alcove across, but.. something went wrong, and a surge of water came, and the older sister was caught in the alcove and got crushed by the flow of water and oh god no.. only it was like that's what I *thought* would happen.

That is, until a friendly band of ghost pirates and a vampire pushed the safe back, and we all ran down the tunnel to safety, where Will Eisner's The Spirit blew a hole in the floor with a massive shotgun that siphoned away all the bad stuff in the area down into a giant whirlpool.

THE END

I hate my brain.

Got home from a late shift of work training, and couldn't sleep. Plus eating dinner at 10:30pm doesn't help.

So, I firstly dreamt about having to fight off a two-headed spider that was controlling the mind of this poor pet store owner. The spider was psychic. It got squished. Then some time later, I dream I'm part of some military group (probably derived from recently watching Buffy eps featuring the Initiative). Lisa, who I work with at the museum, is in charge ofus, and is evil. I think she was being controlled by the spider, or seeking vengeance. She's really hard on us, then orders us to do this new challenge.

Eating shards of glass, coated in glue, then puking them back up. Oh, but if you bleed, you can get operated on.

Leading me to ask, "Do we get anaesthetic first?" No reply.

So, we have to coat our hands in glue, shove thm into these piles of glass (which had food mixed with them, I dunno), and then eat the glass. The glue'd stick to the throat, making it harder to get out.

Only, I figure something out. I only coat my palm with glue, and pick up a small piece of glass. I swallow it, and because of my reflux, bring it up pretty much with no hassles. In showing it off? I flick the bigger piece I had glued to my palm up and across her throat.

At this point, the dream sort of went meta, and I was considering the plot events; do I grab her gun, to threaten the medics, and when they point their guns at me, stating it's a standoff, I point my gun at the vials of bioagents sitting on the shelf?

Seriously, WTF brain.

I have awesome dreams.

I'm told to set up a camera to take a picture of a tennis match. Only, when I unfold the tripod, it a) has four legs b) is some sort of vehicle. I eventually get a hatch to open, and climb inside. It's got a massive panoramic window, and a steering yoke. Buttons on the yoke allow it to move side to side like a crab, while rotating the upper section, so you can move and fire in any direction.

Did I say fire? Well, it has a big laser, machine guns, and a fine cutting laser mounted so they can all be fired at targets.

So of course, the first thing I do is start shooting Iron Man while tearing down chainlink fences.

I want my retro mech now.

I dreamt I was in the US (how I got there specifically I don't know*). I went on a riverboat cruise, and it turned out the people running it were thieves, so I jumped ship, leaving my backpack, and swam to shore. I was in a US city, wandering around with only my wallet, phone and keys. I ended up inside a store selling cheap Australian souveniers, where I saw steven047 - only it wasn't him, it was his older brother who looked exactly like him. He told me I was in Florida (dunno which city - it was as if I was in Florida City). I knew I had some friends living there, but didn't want to make trouble for them to come and get me..



* I can't recall if I got on the boat in Perth, or if I was somehow already in the USA

More crazy dreams.
This time, I was somehow in the US, and visiting xsr. We went straight from the airport (no memory of a flight though), and got takeaway. Some sort of enchilada. Then at his house, we were trying to fix up his computer, which was some sort of dual-case - like if you crossed a PC with a catamaran. The fan on it sounded more like it was a jet engine though, so I promised to buy him a newer, quieter one as a thankyou for putting me up.

LAst night's one involved me escaping and being on the run from a Christian cult; Psycho Christian Stalker Girl Sarah was on my side, and I helped her escape. Then it was one of those running dreams, where you're forever on the move. We were being hunted down by Jack Sparrow, who chased us through a mall. Then for some reason, my grandmother and this little old lady who visit the museum wanted to join us,s o I had to care for them too. And then we were caught up by these two old men in suits, who were straight out of Peter JAckson's "Bad Taste". They ate bombs, not knowing they were going to explode, and then we had to lure them away from everyone else into the sea. I drowned keeping them underwater. And then I saw fliers in a mock-penny dreadful style advertising the sequel.

And that's why I hate how my brain makes my life so much more interesting.

You scored 90 ye pirate!

Ye be a pirate now!! Go plunder on the high seas!

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 63% on Pirate

Link: The Pirates of the Caribbean: 2 Test written by lillyofheart on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

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Had a bad dream last night, that my grandmother had died. I remember sitting next to my sister, both of us sobbing. But I went up to the casket, kissed Gran on the cheek, told her how much I loved her.. and her lips moved, a faint whisper escaping. I thought it was just breath leaving her, her last words or something, but when I said "I didn't understand you", she started talking again - faster, and faster, until she was talking, and I propped her up, tears pouring down my face, while I tried to call my mother over.

I'm blaming it on having a few moments of a panic attack before going to sleep.

My dreams last night included one about my fellow classmates trying to drown me in New York seawater, and running through the streets as a superhero.

And being trapped in a North Korean political camp (in Kalgoorlie), and uncovering a skeleton.. which was actually a classroom display model that had been buried.

I love my dreams.

I've got my final test this morning before prac.. and am all angsty. Not from the test, but the sore spot on the side of my neck. Feels like a lymph node made of stone.

Dreams of parties, replete with gatecrashing extortionist hookers who demand payment to leave your house. Medication can be pretty awesome.

Uhg, a terrible dream last night involving Kalgoorlie, people I know (clue: they weren't in my icon), betrayal, violence and angst. I mean, at least it was only a dream.

I dreamt I was at my highschool, and people were split into two groups.

They were applying makeup and similar.

javaboy32 pressganged me.

Yes. It was a battle between PIRATES AND ZOMBIES

Awesome dreams again, this time about #wiigii! BotCon-esque gatherings.

Of course, they all *end* :(

Last night's dreams included:

• penny farthing races
  
• giant spiders
  
• ornate stained glass windows exploding
  
• Bruce Campbell
  
• killer cock-of-the-rock birds
  
• my weak grandmother
  
• long pathways, uphill, inside a building.
  

Four hours sleep.