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- Feb 3, 2013
I occasionally have dreams in which I'm really bitchy, yelling at people and insulting them. I had one of those dreams a few nights ago with my mother on the receiving end of my dream self's ire.
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A certain member still has more negative ratings than that - and they're still around - so that many negative ratings wouldn't be _that_ bad.I had 1106 negative ratings.
Yeah, those are the worst. At least with nightmares you can wake up like, "Yeah! I survived that!"A certain member still has more negative ratings than that - and they're still around - so that many negative ratings wouldn't be _that_ bad.
I hate it when I have a dream that I have something awesome, only to wake up and it isn't there. I also have dreams where deceased childhood pets show up, and I think of them coming back to life like "they were just sick for awhile" and I'm glad to have them back. Then the dream ends.
Thank you, dreams, for the reminder that they've passed away. I really appreciate it. /sarcasm
And then there's the ones where you're paralyzed while a shadowy figure begins making their way towards you. It's one of the worst experiences ever. Sometimes they happen when I'm napping during the day.
Last night I had a nightmare that the whole country got nuked a-la Alas Babylon. I remember talking with my mother in the yard, and looking up to see a white atomic bomb floating down in the sky on it's parachute. I turned to run away, but my mother pointed out two more in the sky in the direction I was trying to run in. When I noticed that I was dead center in a perfect nuke triangle, I just stayed where I was.
So the bombs went off and it turns out I was a relatively safe distance from the three of them. The neighborhood was still horribly damaged and there were fires everywhere, but I didn't get burned alive or incinerated on the spot. I ran to find my neighbor and best friend to be sure that she was okay. Her house was burning, but neither she nor her family were in it. They were nowhere to be found.
I ended up seeing what was going on near where the epicenters of the bombs were. There were melted people still barely alive, tattered skin, no eyeballs, you couldn't recognize if they were a man, woman or child. There were also a bunch of people who weren't as badly injured, all of them with conceal-carry weapons, killing the heavily injured ones either as mercy killings or out of fear of the sight of them. I remember one "child" being shot, only for her to reveal she wasn't a child at all when she said "tell my husband what happened" right before she died. She was so small and disfigured that she just looked like a burned child.
It turned out that the whole country had been nuked by our own government, with the politicians being pissed that the country was going to vote them out of office.
...I have a lot of nightmares about nukes but that was by far the most detailed one so far.