:: Life when I'm asleep ::

:: Wednesday, July 31, 2002 ::

we had to move out of our house, and back into an old apartment we once rented, only this time it was a little bigger, and made an eventual loop.. I was still afraid that everything wasn't going to fit, so we made a bedroom a storage room and put the bed in the kitchen. I was cleaning up the table and the cupboards when the neighbors came home. I introduced myself and said we had lived there a long time ago, and that I had always really liked their apartment. the couple brought me in for a tour. they had a pool table in the middle of their living room with some large 'sculpture' thing on the ceiling made out of fabric that had pool balls on it. they showed me several rooms that weren't there before, and introduced us to large numbers of their extended family. however I didn't see the front or back bedrooms.. we talked about them for a bit. what they used to be like, how they used to be decorated..

:: posted by the sleeping one 6:41 AM [+] ::
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I am back at school. Im pissed that Im at school. I feel I should be somewhere else. I am loaded down with books, and a HUGE backpack. I am walking down the stairs from math class and then out to the science building. Im not walking down the stairs fast enough. Im getting jostled around by other kids. Im getting angry, and winded. I felt the need to stop to breath. I feel something must be wrong with me. but no one cares, so somehow I suck it up and muddle through. I walk around the outside of the curve in the stairs to have the most step to stand on, and again people are getting angry with me and I was getting more and more frustrated. I got outside, and headed towards the science buildling. I felt someone purposfully jostle me, so I turned around and saw bill. He was smiling down at me and just seeing him made me happier. I turned around and reached up and hugged him tight. He said he was glad to see me, and told me to meet him later, and he wandered off. I got to class. I had a group to get to, which was up a ladder from the classroom. I put my stuff down and took only what I needed. I put my diary down, and a small jennifer type girl got up and started walking toward my stuff while I was adjusting my stuff to get up the ladder. I saw her coming and turned and picked up my diary. She got huffy and walked off, but kept an eye on me to see if I put it down. I again felt an overwhelming sence of frustration and felt I sooo shouldn't be in school. The person sitting next to me was also frustrated and was withdrawn. While looking at her, I realized my glasses were falling apart. I pulled them off and tried to tighten up the screws.. some of them wouldn't tighten no matter what I did and in the process the lenses fell out. I was extremely frustrated.

:: posted by the sleeping one 5:44 AM [+] ::
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I was in a small room with a couple of other women. We were waiting for a doctor's appointment. My girlfriend said she had her period. I felt bad for her. She asked if I had mine, I said no, and she asked if I was sure, and then said something about having a red crotch. I went to the bathroom and was shocked I had mine as well. I cleaned myself up a bit, and went back into the room. They were gone, and the doc called me into the other room. He had me undress. I was then in a dinning room fully dressed with my girlfriends. We were talking about nothing in particular. People started screaming. We looked about and then at the large glass windows that covered one wall on the other side of the room. We wondered what could be out there since we were a few stories up. All of a sudden a fire truck floated up into view, and started shooting into the room. I ran, and ducked into a bathroom with out windows, but it did have another door that went outside that hadn't been used in years, but I was still scared, so I tried to bar that too. I backed into a smaller room off that room which was a shower stall. I covered the entry way with the shower curtian.

:: posted by the sleeping one 5:31 AM [+] ::
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I was new to town. and bored. So I went to the local library to find a book. I looked through all the books in the library set up as my high school library was when I attended. Nothing caught my interest. Someone came up behind me and asked if I needed a suggestion. I said I did, and he asked me what I liked to read.. I said a bit of everything. He suggested I read up on some of the local lure. I looked at him wondering what he meant. He was incredulous that I hadn't heard of the man who had killed his wife, his lover and his three innocent daughters. He pulled a book off the shelf and handed it to me. I was instantly transported back in time and in point of view to the man. He was having a knock down drag out fight with his wife. He also desperately wanted to leave because he knew his lover would be waiting for him. He was waving his arms about wildly because she just would not accept his point of view on the argument. Wouldn't even consider it a valid possibility. He was beyond frustrated and just yelled louder. I then shifted POV again, and this time was a nanny, or some other house servant. I went to check on the girls who were very close in age the oldest was two years older than her next sister, then one year between the other two. they huddled on the bed with their dolls, wanting the shouting to stop. The eldest one took her sisters hands and communicated that it had to stop. they stopped looking scared, and started looking quite menacing. with their dolls under their arms, they chanted. The shouting stopped. I looked back into the room where the parents were and saw blood. Lots of it. The father was still standing, but the mother wasn't. The father looked stunned. He turned, and ran towards the little girls. He saw what they were doing and tried to get them to stop, but they wouldn't. He felt that if he didn't stop them, that terrible terrible things were going to happen. He grabbed the little one and pulled her away from the circle, stopping their chanting, but in doing so caused the little girls to loose their heads as well. The father fell to the ground devastated and speechless. He kept mumbling an apology over and over. He looked up and saw the oldest girl sit back up on the bed with out her head. (which freaked me out to the point of waking myself up)

:: posted by the sleeping one 4:28 AM [+] ::
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I am living in a house that has many rooms on display to the general public, including the bathroom which was being remodeled. I had to go pee though, so I walked down the long hallway to the bathroom, then down the long bathroom to the toilet which sat facing a busy road. I lowered my pants, and sat down as quickly as possible, not showing anything, but people still knew and gave me looks as they drove by. I tried to discreetly finish up and get up, but the toilet itself gave way of its mountings and we fell over. I felt horribly embarrassed till I felt a hand on my shoulder and felt the toilet being picked up. I looked up and there was a beautiful blond man in his mid to late twenties standing there offering me a hand to help me up. I took it and thanked him, and offered him a tour of the house. He accepted. We walked back through the bathroom through another general room where a dark haired man sat, and gave him no notice. We went into another room where my roommate was. She was in her late thirties, dark haired and beautiful. I told her what happened, and she expressed that we needed to show him our gratitude for his 'saving my life'. Well apparently when she said we, she meant herself, and I was subservient to her, because I stepped back behind the guy, but led his hand towards hers. She took it, and pulled him to her and kissed him deeply. The guy was stunned, but pleased. She took his hand and led him back through the room the guy sat in, and through a long bedroom. I followed them. The guy followed us, and I told him to back off, and shut and locked the door in his face. I could feel his hurt and anguish over this, and he had been her latest lover / conquest. I had no time for him though because the woman needed me. I turned around to see the man staring after me. I took his hand and told him to come, and he followed me into the bathroom, where the woman stood already naked in the shower. I was slightly taken aback by the fact she had a very hairy chest and no boobs, but looking down I saw the dark hair form a pubic mound, so I just turned to the guy and brought him closer, helping him out of his shirt. He didn't seem to mind her appearance, and when she reached out to kiss him, he kissed her back. She pulled him to her, and he went to her, but he wouldn't let go of my hand and forced me to sit on the edge of the shower. This was not normally how it went, but she didn't tell me to leave but just worked harder on distracting him from me. I could feel his reactions to what she did to him, and was almost shocked to find his hand between my legs and his fingers inside of me. When she had climaxed, he turned from her and kissed me deeply, and pulled me close to him. While she had enjoyed him fully, she wasn't used to sharing with me as an equal. When we were done and dry, she had him sent away. The dark haired man was very glad, if not relieved. I however was distraught. I watched as he was escorted away... walking up a dirt path in the woods up over a hill. I stood there crying until she told me to come away. Which I did.

:: posted by the sleeping one 4:27 AM [+] ::
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I got this really cool arm band tattoo.. or was it a fake tattoo?

:: posted by the sleeping one 1:14 PM [+] ::
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I was at home. It was a very cool home.. but it was actually an appartment in an old building, so it had many twists and turns and the rooms were all the wrong sizes for what they were.... which is actually pretty awesome in my eyes. My friend Dawn was going to visit, so I was running through the house cleaning up. I gave her a tour of the house, and she became more and more revolted that it wasn't microsopically clean, and when she saw the kitten room she actually said "got to go" and almost ran out the door. I was hurt, so I went outside to talk to the neighbor. He was working in his wood shop. I needed some wood chips, and I started looking around for some. My neighbor said the ones I was looking for were over on the other side, but that he had taken out the best I took some, and went back into the house to give the chips to the creatures who live above my tv. I then crawled up there and started reading a book.

:: posted by the sleeping one 7:00 AM [+] ::
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I had a smiley face balloon. I was headed to some place I couldn't take it, so I stopped into the library, the place I usually leave my balloon. Unfortunately the place I normally leave it was too busy, so I left it upstairs. I went off and then came back with a kitten in my arms. I went right upstairs to get my balloon. But it had moved. I looked and looked, looking for the gold ribbon I had tied to it, and finaly found it in a corner behind a rack but a little deflated. I asked for help getting it. A woman behind the counter sent off a young man to get it for me. While he was gone I saw another balloon I really liked, so I asked her if I could have it. She said of course, and got it down. The ribbon was totally wrong though, it was very fine, and there were multiple strands, and was only about a foot and a half long. I asked if she had any more for it, and she agreed to put a new one on it. She pulled out a wrapping paper type of roll of silver stuff that was just like the stuff on the balloon. the young man walked over with my refilled balloon at that point and said 'well that would explain the overage today' The lady smiled and told me that it would be two dollars. I said that's obsurd, and took my balloon and started to leave. she shouted after me that I couldn't do that, but I just kept going. the library started looking more and more like a mall, but I just kept walking right out the revolving door. I headed toward home, but got a little turned around, when I saw Jason. we talked a little bit, and I then asked him where he lived, cause I knew that I lived near him. Well he took me to his new appartment instead, which turned out to be an old strip mall store. When we walked through the door, the room was huge, with a few different sets of old chairs in different places... each with people on it. One rosie perez look alike yelled at me to leave cause there were just too many of them living there now. I walked up to her and yelled right back that I was just visiting and told her to chill. Jason smiled, then asked if I wanted to tour the place, I agreed, and he walked me to the far end of the room from the door. There was another chair in front of a door, he pushed out of the way and there was a man in there wearing a chef hat with three puppies. they were so cute and I said so. He thanks me, and puts on the song "who let the dogs out" just as the puppies made a break for the door.

:: posted by the sleeping one 6:32 AM [+] ::
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I was living in a large run down victorian house, that was part of a traveling carnival. There was a murder, and I did a lot of investigating, and realized one of my sisters was in major trouble from the killer. She wouldn't tell me who it was, till I told her that he would most likely kill her. She confessed it was my brother who chose at that moment to walk in the house and up the stairs. I went after him, but my older sister was in the way trying to tell me it couldn't possibly be him. I screamed at her that it was, and she got out of the way, but someone else shoved something in my mouth that sent me tumbling down the stairs and into another room. I pulled the item out of my mouth, and it was a stuffed cat head. the room I had fallen into was a plushie factory type of thing. I attached the head to a doll. it didn't quite go, but I didn't care.

:: posted by the sleeping one 3:38 PM [+] ::
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I was living in a dorm room. I was living in the single dorm room unit I lived in while I was in college, but there were two people living in it and there were two smaller rooms off to the sides. One was a small closet not much bigger than a bed and a walk way. the other was a bathroom. My room mate, which was my hubby, but not currently so, was taking a shower. I unpacked and left. Went to a computer station and was chatting and surfing. Not something I did at college. The professor switched my computer station over to the big screen so he could make a presentation.. which was actually a reading of a will.. which was also strange cause it was in the form of a treasure hunt. The whole time he was reading the info, I just wanted to get some closure with my chat buddies.. and more and more and more of them messaged me. it was driving me nuts. Finally the computer crashed, and he brought everyone into another room. after some more not listening to him, I went back to my room, and took a shower. While I was showering, I heard a noise, so I climbed up and looked over the wall. My room mate was doing something. (and this time it wasn't the hubby). I quickly finished my shower and went back into the room, to find all of my stuff gone. The roomie had shoved it all into the smaller room. I grabbed my uniform and put it on, then went back in to look around. I grabbed a piece of cheese and left. I went to work delievering .... something. mail.. newspapers.. im not sure. there was this one house that was way set back, and he wanted his delievery in his outhouse... which I did.. but when I left, he accused me of using it, I told him I didn't.. so then he accused me of not using it.

:: posted by the sleeping one 3:58 AM [+] ::
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was a night of surprises for me.. first something fell off a shelf at me while I was shopping, then as I was driving home on a long straight road, I thought Id speed up, only to then see a bunch of toys in the road, and a police car flashing its lights coming hte other way, then when I got home and was cleaning, I reached in a small area to find a mass that had been there a while.. it was dirty, with cobwebs, and when I looked at it closer, I realized it was a dead kitten

:: posted by the sleeping one 6:48 AM [+] ::
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