what a morning...
Jan. 2nd, 2012 12:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sonjajadeWeird fuckin dreams man.... weeeeeeeiiiird. I will detail them under the cut. When I woke up I was playing around on facebook on my phone waiting for te baby to wake up and I found out my best friend from 6 yrs. old on into my 20's, his dad passed away in a motorcycle accident. I don't know any of the details yet, as I haven't been able to get in touch with either my friend or his brother (whom I was just as close to) but what a shitty way to start the new year, I believe he died on New Year's Day...
As for the dreams... It's gonna be kinda jumbled here- I remember most distinctly (though it as in the middle or towards the end of my dream) that I was with my stepbrother and an african american couple. We were going to have a 4 some. Why, I have no idea (this had to come from me speaking to my stepbrother last night, we used to sleep with each other because we were horny and not related and not raised together and subconsciously I was prolly reminded of that year we spent together in his bed). Anyway, we go to a shop, I think it was a book store, but it was full of porny things. And we run into cornerofmadness and she's recommending different manuals for group sex. And then I remember being in line to check out and that's all I can remember about that.
Another dream was Mom and I were on our way back to Myrtle Beach and we got caught in a downpour and we had to turn the van around and come home. It was mostly uneventful.
Another dream was about Braeda being a real dude and working at a real bar and he made me Screwdriver and told me I reminded him a lot of his wife. And then Miroku somehow manages to have sex with me while sitting on the barstool and no one seems to know what he's doing (or care). It was glorious 8D I love Miroku sex dreams.
There was something else about an older woman getting her head pooped on by a bird and she just rubbed it into her hair saying it was good for the roots or something. She reminded me of my math teacher at Louisville Tech, but it wasn't her. And those were the weird dreams!
When I got up and got Joey out to breakfast and everything, I caught a whiff of my nightshirt and realized it molded in the washer... What a gross smell. Cliff was giving me tips on how to make some credits in TOR. I guess I should get on and see how many of my auctions sold and see how close I am to speeder training. First I think I'll see if I can find out funeral arrangements for Mr. Gadlage and get some flowers to be sent over.
As for the dreams... It's gonna be kinda jumbled here- I remember most distinctly (though it as in the middle or towards the end of my dream) that I was with my stepbrother and an african american couple. We were going to have a 4 some. Why, I have no idea (this had to come from me speaking to my stepbrother last night, we used to sleep with each other because we were horny and not related and not raised together and subconsciously I was prolly reminded of that year we spent together in his bed). Anyway, we go to a shop, I think it was a book store, but it was full of porny things. And we run into cornerofmadness and she's recommending different manuals for group sex. And then I remember being in line to check out and that's all I can remember about that.
Another dream was Mom and I were on our way back to Myrtle Beach and we got caught in a downpour and we had to turn the van around and come home. It was mostly uneventful.
Another dream was about Braeda being a real dude and working at a real bar and he made me Screwdriver and told me I reminded him a lot of his wife. And then Miroku somehow manages to have sex with me while sitting on the barstool and no one seems to know what he's doing (or care). It was glorious 8D I love Miroku sex dreams.
There was something else about an older woman getting her head pooped on by a bird and she just rubbed it into her hair saying it was good for the roots or something. She reminded me of my math teacher at Louisville Tech, but it wasn't her. And those were the weird dreams!
When I got up and got Joey out to breakfast and everything, I caught a whiff of my nightshirt and realized it molded in the washer... What a gross smell. Cliff was giving me tips on how to make some credits in TOR. I guess I should get on and see how many of my auctions sold and see how close I am to speeder training. First I think I'll see if I can find out funeral arrangements for Mr. Gadlage and get some flowers to be sent over.
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Date: January 4th, 2012 07:30 pm (UTC)He's my anime husband, and I've had dreams where he insists he's my son's true father (because the night Joey was conceived I was imagining him sexing it up with me instead of my husband XD)
yeah, Miroku is the fuckin bees knees if you ask me.