I'm in this old victorian style house. It's all dirty and cobwebbing but for somereason we're all there (everyone that i have ever met pretty much) but the key players to this dream is the soon to be former General Manager of the Resort & His Daughter. We'll just call them GM & GMD for short.
Ok so I'm wandering this place and thinking to myself that it needs a good scrubbing but all of my bags (Taranis' too) are all upstairs along with my pledge, etc. Flash forward this part is hazy but then I'm upstairs and I'm going through my stuff and about 4 women I should know (but I can't think of thier names) is wandering around too and thier talking about going to a new Superman movie or something and asked if I'd like to come along and I said I don't know maybe ... we'll see how things go around here...
Then GMD shrieks from below and all go running downstairs and she's just layin there dead and all these people around her and they say the lights started flickering and then she died and she's crying tears of blood. Then GM runs in and he's flipping out someone murdered his babygirl.... and the next thing you know I have a child in my arms, its a baby. And thier eyes are like GMDs eyes and then I start calling up the "grandma" who murdered these children and to bring them back to life, etc... the lights flash and there is lighting and wind and rain inside the mansion-like house and then the baby is crying and it's nolonger blood tears and GMD is awake in her daddy's arms..
and I wake up....
one of the others had an "amusement" type of feel to it but it was dark. we were in a stadium type of place and people would come and watch excecutions made upon humans by demons... I don't know its some weird shit I dream about sometimes. Maybe it's Sneezy driving my brain to mush and it doesn't know what's dreaming material and what's not...
please note there were alot more dreams, like hearing a woman do the play by play at a sporting event about my pregnant body (only pregnant in the dream so far)...so it's not all blood and gore and messed up crap. that one was kinda nice except for the play by play...
right after sex with my Taranis "and now the sperm is traveling into the fallopian tubes. they sight the egg. thier rushing, thier charging!! TACKLE! looks like this baby is going to be a girl.....oh wait, do we see back? HOLYWOW, there's another egg in there! It dodges left, it dodges right but no, it's tackled too and this one's a boy" etc.
it carried into the like 2nd trimester and then i woke up to go pee, went back to sleep and that's when i had the amusement dark carnival dream, i think...... or was that the "missing child amber alert put out on me because of someone's child and it turned out to be Paco with the baby in a hot tub...."
that one was just messed up because apperantly the baby had something wrong with it and they put out an amber alert for it and paco was in the hot tub with it. and then it started having majors issues from being in the hot tub and so he called the ambulance and i was in the ambulance with the baby and it died and when it did this stuff came out of its eyes and tried to enter the paramedics eyes and when it did they started having anal sex forceful hateful sex just mean it was like they were beating eachother up instead of sex infront of me..literally almost on top of me and i was tied down for some reason and no it was not some fantasy dream gone wrong.....it was a complete horror of a near nightmare.
don't ask me why Paco was in that dream. I have no idea. I havn't talked to Paco in months... ok enough with the dreams....i'm sure you all think i'm a frikkin psycho by now.
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I should be cleaning the house but I just woke up about 30 minutes ago. Figured it'd be nice to *really* sleep since today is my only day off but yet I'm working today... Laundry, Dusting, Cleaning, you know the things we women do because, well I don't rightly know why we do it. We just do. I honestly don't know of many men who will dust. Or vaccuum. Nope, not getting any... Taranis will take out the trash, which is nice. When he remembers to he'll clean out the litter box and I've come home to him having cleaned the counters in the kitchen and put the dishes in the dishwasher and turned them on... And I've told him he doesn't need to do those things. And he'll do the laundry sometimes while I'm work. If he thinks of it. Makes no difference to me. I'm just happy to have a roof over my head to clean and keep together, etc.
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