Bittersweet Candy Bowl

Hey, it’s 01-10010-1011 again! Hi there. ^_^

@ Chaz: I can’t help it if you judge people by the color of their skin. :|

@ ILB and LaComi: Memorieeeees~

Oh yes, indeed. Happy ones, even. ^_^

Ah good times go- HUBBA HUBBA ZOOT ZOOT HUBBA HUBBA ZOOT ZOOT!

I’ve been having really terrible nightmares lately that don’t sound frightening at all when said aloud in the waking world.

Those are a bit fun. A friend of mine had a nightmare that the cast of Sesame Street was shoving him into a telephone box. ^_^

I usually don’t feel like divulging information from my nightmares, but I feel like I have to share this.

The dream started off normally, or as normal as my dreams can ever go, as I was accompanying an old man buy booze for his grandchildren in a bad neighborhood. A gunfight broke out, so we hid in a building. The building turned out to have several trick floors, like in a haunted house. The old man was gone now, and instead was replaced with my father. Along the way, my father disappeared.

I kept moving forward, eventually making it to the end which had a futuristic theme. Upon making it past this gate, I was rewarded as being the 100th person to get through a obstacle course at some children’s museum. As part of my reward, I was escorted to a theatre where I was treated to a few shows. I made friends with the two people sitting next to me. I wish I remembered what they looked like, though.

Anyways, people eventually started to notice I was there, looking at me with scorn as their eyes glanced at me. They then saw my bags of stuff which I did not bring with me. For some reason, these people started going through the bags, tearing at everything in them. The bags contained everything that I owned, holding everything except the clothes on my back. I scrambled to try and salvage a few things, but they would spit at me, claiming that they were doing God’s work. My two new friends tried to defend me, but the mob turned on them and stoned them to death.

Then I woke up. I felt so exposed. I’m still in a shock. I have no idea what this could mean or if it means anything at all.

Let us hope it means nothing.

Aww poor Gabe, don’t worry I’ll protect the dream you! That is if dream you will stop being jealous of Gabrielle the Sandwich.

I’m usually not the jealous type.

“Sandwiched by Gabriels”

*cough*

Just had a new nightmare………about THE BUTT BABY………Jerk, i think you made the next bogeyman or worse the next comic………You must make it a comic! THE BUTT BABY.

Yeah well I was in school and I was a cat, Paulo was brought in a carrige……..with IT INSIde, it jumped out and ate me chunk by chunk. It had Grayish fur with a orange underbelly. It had black eyes and thousabd apon thousands of teeth. My blood dripped from its mouth as he licked me clean. HE then swallowed me alive and then i was being digested i n his stomach for monthS(Inception shit, you know?) and =he threw me up, and i was dead. SAdly my ghost was STILL THERE TO SEE IT HAPPEN!

I BLAME YOU, JERK FOR THE NIGHTMARE. BUT IT WAS AN AWESOME NIGHTMARE

I have a lot of dreams invloving dogs after me or dogs trying to bite me while I’m pinned down…
I usually wake up crying or screaming.

If it wasn’t obvious, they’re my worst fear.

Two nights ago I had a dream where I was in this huge theatre and it was just after intermission and I had just arrived so the place was pretty much empty outside of the theatre room itself. I really had to use the bathroom but I couldn’t find one anywhere.

Finally, I found one on the second floor which looked much like a filthy McDonald’s restroom, except the floor was completely glazed over with a thin slurry of urine and excrement that had become insanely slippery. So I ended up repeatedly slipping and falling into the shit/piss while trying to pee and I was swearing and thrashing around and then I puked a bit too, but I washed my hands and suddenly become completely clean.

On my way out a small boy about 6 or 7 years old came hobbling in on a pair of crutches. I ruffled his hair and grumbled “good luck, kid” and walked out. That poor kid is probably still trying to get to the urinal

Nightmares usually revert to imaginary sex I:C

The last one i can remember starts off with what seems to be a gas station, you can feel an evil presance from the building . You can see a little blood smeared on the wall and ground and hear a light moaning sound. The sean pulls away and now i’m with a group of people, we’re going along the side of the building, going to kill the the evil. they have asorted weapons, me, i’m carrying a wooden katana. one of the people ask to see it so i point the blade at them. they examin the blade and say it will never do. i respond “Oh don’t worry, this is only for looks.” toss the wooden sword over my sholder and pull a real katana magicaly from my hip “This is for killing.” We procede the katana becoming wood again. we get to the back and theres a graveyard with gostes floting around. We head for the back door, killing as we go. When we get in, we’re in a meat locker type room with a dirt floor. The airs so cold you can see a blue mist. Suddenly two zombies pull them selves out of the floor. I drop the wooden sword and draw the real one and charge slashing one as i pass one way and geting the pther as i dash back. they still keep comeing so one guy pulls a pistol and shoots them both redead. We proceed to the next room, wich looks like the bottem of a wooden ship. Another zombie pulls itself out and i draw the real katana again (the damb thing seems to keep turning to wood) and cut off the zombies head, it turns to dust. we walk into the next room and see a rack full of pistol like guns and ammo wraped in plastic with that little cardboard top. i look through the ammo and find some on a bekt clip and say “Sweet, weres the gun that uses these.” I look up and the rest of the people had moved ahead into a door so dark you can’t see whats on the other side, “Guys?” i say, no reply. Suddenly i’m slamed with this horrable fear, i mean almost vomit fear. next i hear VERY heavy footsteps come from the door. Clunk Clunk Clunk and just as i think whats making those is about to apear, i wake up still feeling that fear and almost swear i hear the foot falls.