Dream Appropriation

I woke up several times in the night and had only a half-second of awareness of my dreams before they instantly faded. This sucks especially because one time after waking up I felt like something really exciting had happened, like maybe something to do with a giant monster. I wish I could remember that. I was pretty happy when I finally got up this morning to have some recollection of my most recent dreams. Most of the details are difficult to tie together, but I found a lot of amusing stuff that happened.

I'm pretty sure I was at a party with a smaller group of my friends. Either that, or we were getting ready to go for dinner or a party or something, but there was a group of us in a house that I don't think I've ever been to. All of the events that I can remember took place in here.

The first event that I want to mention strikes me as hilarious. As I said a few days ago, my friend Mitch has started a dream blog and I have been reading it daily because dreams are really cool to read. I was reading his most recent dream last night and in one part he had a dream that he was eating meat, which upset him because he has been a vegetarian for a year. He's also mentioned that he's had these kind of dreams to me before too. He'll just be eating something in his dream and then all of a sudden he realizes it is meat and he wonders how the hell he started eating meat without knowing it. Enter my hilarious dream... I'm sitting next to Mitch at a table at this party thing and there is a bowl of what looks like pieces of bacon in it. Next thing I know Mitch reaches for a piece and pops it in his mouth. I remember watching with curiosity, not wanting to interrupt his action immediately. After a few seconds I say to him "Hey Mitch, way to eat bacon", I think I was happy about it for him. He turns and looks at me with surprise. "This isn't bacon, it's ______." I can't remember what he thought it was, but I didn't think it was that. "I'm pretty sure it's bacon, let me try some." I take a piece and eat it. It definitely is bacon. "Yeah, this is bacon." He pulls out as much of the bacon from his mouth that he can, and I wonder if he ingested any of it and whether that's a big deal. I say that I think it is hilarious that he keeps dreaming about eating meat without knowing it and now he has done it in real life somehow. He isn't very happy. I can't remember, but I get the feeling that he might have just said 'whatever' and eaten more anyways. I think I was happy about it.

Another part of my dream I am sitting next to my friend from high school on a couch. He is a pretty big guy, tall and solid, not fat though. He is explaining that no one ever calls him tall anymore, they all call him wide, which is actually a compliment because it is referring to his wide shoulders. I mention with some regret that I am only called tall still, never wide. I'm disappointed.

I guess the party hasn't really started yet in the dream, but we are all kind of getting ready. I'm drinking beers. For some reason every time I pay attention to my beers I seem to have more opened. I'm thinking that I probably shouldn't keep opening beers. At one point there are more uncapped bottles than capped bottles and I'm not happy because it was stupid to open more than one at a time. I don't even know where all the beer is coming from. I'm trying to finish the one I'm holding before we leave and everyone is waiting on me. I'm trying to chug it as fast as I can but I realize that I will definitely need to pee before we leave because of all the liquid. I feel bad that I will hold everyone up even more and I'm afraid they might lose patience.

The other things that I remember are showing off the music I made last night to everyone. I am saying how awesome it is and people are generally agreeing I think. Some of my friends are going to do a bunch of drugs before we leave, and they are outside downstairs doing that. Some people are just getting ready to go out to join them and I think it is funny because they don't really do drugs but they seem really casual about it.

I also have to keep a secret in my dream and I keep getting really close to letting things slip at the wrong times. I'm good at keeping personal secrets but when it's about awesome things I can sometimes forget about not talking about them. I always feel under pressure when I am made privy to that kind of confidential information.

I know I dreamed about way more, but this is all I can remember solidly enough to write about. It's still the morning and considering I wrote my other post late last night I don't really have anything but dreams to report for now.