Sweet dreams are made of this

Last night I dreamed that I was Harley Quinn, and I was accompanying The Joker on a mission to blow stuff up.  He had planted bombs all round the city, and on several aeroplanes that were all set to go off at the same time.  We got to the top of a tower where The Joker told me that I was to stay and guard the bomb to make sure no-one interfered with it.  I knew that he meant that to blow me up with it, but I was torn whether or not to disobey a direct order from my puddin'.

I then dreamed that I was Lois Lane, and that I had managed to get on to one of the aeroplanes with the bombs on it.  In typical Lois fashion, I had barged into the situation without really thinking it through, and quickly realised that I had no idea what to do with the bomb, even if I did manage to find it.  I yelled out for Superman to save me, only to find that he was already flying along side, and preparing to rip the plane's undercarriage off to find the bomb.

I had a simply awful dream last night.  I dreamed that George and I had gone on holiday to some seaside town with our two stuffed Pokemon (who had become real).  Piplup (who is a penguin) decided to go for a swim in the sea, but was caught by a strong current and swept out really far.  He got tangled up in a fisherman's net and was hauled up into the boat.  In the dream I could see all this happening, even though I was actually nowhere near; I could see his little flippers struggling to get free.  When I realised that he wasn't coming back I got really upset.  We had to wait for a couple of days, hoping that the fishermen would bring him back, but they never did.

When I woke up I couldn't find Piplup in the bed, and that made me even more upset.  I eventually found him tangled up in the covers and gave him a big cuddle.

No dream last night.

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Last night I dreamed that I had gone to a party.  I met my friend Lorraine there who was, much to my surprise, very heavily pregnant.  In real life Lorraine has told me very clearly that she never wants to have children, but there she was, with a huge bump, and apparently extremely happy about it.  I congratulated her of course, but privately wondered what the hell had happened to make her change her mind.

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Last night I dreamed that I was having a discussion with my Mum.  I can't remember what it was about or what the outcome was.

I don't seem to have been remembering my dreams very well recently.  I wonder if that's just a blip, or because I've got out of the habit of remembering them?  Hrm...we shall see.  Perhaps once I get this journal up and running for a few weeks my memory will get more detailed again.

There was no dream last night - I was totally zonked.

Last night I dreamed that My Mum and I were driving in the mountains.  It was a very bright day and the sun was glistening off the snow-capped peaks all around us.  The road was very twisty and there was a sheer drop to one side of the road.  I remember feeling quite frightening that the car would skid off the road and tumble over the cliff.

I can't really remember anything about last night's dream other than that George was in it.

Edit: Ah - I've remembered now!  I dreamed that my Dad was a ganster in the 1940's and I was somehow embroiled in his latest plan to rob a train.  I was sent away to a ladies college to hide after witnessing some of my father's men being gunned down under Central Station bridge.

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Last night I dreamed that I made an origami crane.  I used to do origami a fair bit when I was in Primary school, but I never managed to master the crane as it was a bit too fiddly for my wee fingers.  Even in the dream I was aware of this, and sort of sat there for a while wondering how the hell I'd managed to do it!

No dream last night that I remember.

Last night I dreamed that George and I were on a bus.  I think we were going through to Edinburgh to visit the zoo.  :-)

Last night I dreamed that I had gone to visit some friends of the family with my Mum and George.  Much to my annoyance, my Mum spent ages talking to her friend and her two daughters, and completely ignored me the whole time.  They even arranged a trip to the cinema together without telling me, and just laughed when I told them how angry this made me.

After they had gone, I decided that George and I should do something ourselves to keep us busy.  Along with one of the girls from my work, we walked into town and discovered a farmers market that was being set up.  There were lots of lovely stalls selling fresh fruit and vegetables, as well as some craft stalls and general amusement stands.  We walked around for a while, but didn't buy anything.

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Announcement:

Dream journal is on hiatus at present, and is likely to remain so for at least a month.  There are various reasons: one of those being that updating it became a chore rather than a pleasure.  I would like to resume at some point, but I need some time off.  See you soon.

Last night I had a very boring dream that I was at work.  I was standing in the fitting room, checking customers' clothing and handing out numbered discs.  Yay.

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