One Hundred Thousand Dreams

We'd been on holiday and I was still a little annoyed that Mark had cost us an extra $128 because he'd spent over an hour in the shower and used up all the water. When we got home we found that his Dad had spent $100k renovating our bathroom and it looked horrendous. In fact the sink area wasn't even connected right and the tiles were starting to lift off the wall. One wall had small aqua blue tiles, one had large off white tiles and the third wall was made up of tiles of all shapes and sizes with pictures on them. I spent the rest of the dream lamenting what we could do with $100k if we had it.

Aztec Zombie Bread!

I was at a secret aztec pyramid archaeological dig because I knew secrets about ways to get in, but the lady was a complete jerk so I took off all my clothes and hid in the sand because my skin tone matched perfectly and then went through a secret enterance with my pet frog to get away from them. Once underneath the pyramid I put on some clothes again and a professor and a bunch of students came walking through and I asked the professor to employ me so I wouldn't have to work for the she-bitch from hell again and to also get her fired and get my dog back which she had.

Then we found there were zombies everywhere and Mark and his friends had guns so we were shooting them, but they kept coming unless you really tore them apart and we were running out of bullets. We finally got to a safe spot and could get some sleep, but in the morning when we got reinforcements everyone had turned into slices of bread and I couldn't remember which one was Mark.

Tinkering with Necromancy

I was some kind of wealthy person expected to attend dinner parties, etc, but I decided that wasn't for me so I needed a new career. I could choose between tinker, gypsy or prostitute. I decided on tinker as they had started a small musical band and were more respected than the gypsy group. One of the girls was kidnapped and taken into a haunted house and as part of my initiation I had to get her back. I had to defeat all the undead things and I worked out there was a chant that had to be performed on a certain design on the floor which included a pentagram and "666". After we defeated the spirit necromancer he told us that this was only the beginning or "part 1" and he would return again stronger.

Flaming Pedophile

I was looking after a Japanese child star and a pedophile was trying to kidnap her. He had flame red hair that gradually turned grey as the dream progressed and we tried secret doors, travelling along roof-tops and balconies only, trying to lose him in a market place and all kinds of weapons from stun guns to samurai swords.

Secrets!

Mark was wanting to find my "more secret" diary, so to trick him I was going to lots of odd places and different cupboards going "hmm, is it in here?"

Actually, that I have a secret diary is news to me too...

Hidden Room

We were cleaning up Nanna's house to get it ready to sell until I found a secret door that lead into a whole other area of the building. It had high ceilings and an old fireplace, new carpets that needed a bit of a clean and a few large boxes of things. After a new coat of paint it would have been really special and it looked out onto a gorgeous secret garden noone had seen before.

No Bruce Willis!

"No Bruce Willis, you can't rescue the girl because you've got no legs" is what I said to a wheel chair bound Bruce Willis who was missing his legs from just above his knees and using a motorised wheel chair right before I carried a blonde haired woman from somewhere... before I was laughing too much I woke myself up about saying that to Bruce Willis.

Diamond Beads

My boss presented me with a huge envelope of beads and jewellery parts. There was a collection of flat beads which were made from flat slivers of diamond with a embossed letter. I didn't like them so I offered to make him a bracelet spelling the name of his daughter. I made one which said "Coraline" (not the name of his daughter) and then found some beautiful polished jade beads amongst strands of tacky plastic ones which I separated out to keep for myself.

Sorry Mark, You're a Ghost...

Mark died before we got married, but he was a ghost and I could still talk to him every day. I was disappointed that he couldn't have the tasty lollies I'd bought for him. Then I went to a shopping centre, but I couldn't get my car to drive up the very steep ramp to the car parks so I dumped my car in front of the ramp and rode a donkey into an elevator. When I got to the right floor an old art teacher from highschool was standing in a strange sculpture/water feature of crystal shards. He was painting feathers with purple paint and a paint brush the size of a broom.

Disjointed

*tossturn* I heard a noise outside and peeked through the blinds. There was a car with a trailer driving up a ramp onto the roof of our house. I didn't think it was strange, but wished the noise would stop *tossturn* I opened my eyes and I was lying on a couch-like seat which reminded me of a diner. A table appeared between my seat and another. Two people appeared on the seat opposite mine. I asked them to stop talking as I was trying to sleep *tossturn* The bed was huge and people were jumping on it. I told them where they could stick their jumping...

I had partially awoken just before this dream to noises outside of Mark getting ready for work and loading the car. I was told afterwards there had also been a phone call shortly after he left which probably added to the changes and strange disjointed dream