What was your last dream about?

I was in a large courtyard of some king or duke, when a giant came in as a guest. He and his clothes were dark and he looked half human, half demon. Then his servant appeared and we were told that his mother is Turkish. Some noble man said that this would be unacceptable and the servant became angry because of that. He took and knife or dagger and slit the throat of the nobleman.

it involved me getting a tattoo. That's all I remember

I went to Bulgaria or Romania on an exchange program to do an internship at a company there. I was part of a large group of young international students. First day we all get in a bus (like a school bus) to go from where we were staying to the factory where we were going to work. For some reason (maybe because the bus was full) I ended up going in a van instead of in the bus.

The journey was taking a very long time and I was worried that maybe the van was not going to the right place. Finally we arrived; it had taken 90 minutes. I thought that 90 minutes each way every day meant three hours a day on the road, which would be too much, and wondered why they couldn’t put us in a hotel closer to the factory.

I went inside the bus (I think to retrieve my bag) and everything and everyone was covered in sand, as if the bus had gone through a sand storm with the windows open. In the van everything was clean. I asked the others what had happened and someone said that it happened when they crossed the US border. I said I didn’t remember that, I must have been sleeping. Then I realised that it didn’t make sense, we couldn’t have crossed the US border in Eastern Europe, so I asked if it was an American military base. Someone said “a research station or something”. I asked if they had to show their passports, and they said yes. I said that I was never asked to show my passport during the way. A pretty girl said jokingly “typical Canadian”. I was pleased that she remembered me and remembered that I was Canadian. I replied, also jokingly, “Canadian privilege”.

Jennifer Aniston started hanging out with my group of friends. I was very interested in her, but I didn’t know what was the best way to try to get close to her. I figured I shouldn’t be too eager and should treat her like a normal person.

We were in a restaurant, seated at a long table for maybe 20 people. She was sitting across from me and to the side. There was a TV on, and “Friends” was on. I thought it would be a good opportunity to engage in conversation with Jenn. I pointed to the TV and said something, and then jokingly said that I should ask her for her autograph, hoping to convey the idea that her fame wasn’t a big deal for me (some sort of reverse logic, I guess).

Music started playing and someone at the table suggested we all get up to dance. I tried to object saying that food was coming, but my real reason was that I figured my chances with her were higher talking at dinner than dancing in the middle of a large group.

Next thing I know, I was on the street, where there were lots of people, and I had lost sight of her. Then I saw that she was on the roof of the building where the restaurant was. There was a party going on there. I tried waving at her and finally she saw me and waved back. I thought that was a good sign.

The dream is TMI but I'mma tell it anyway. 🤣

I had a dream I was married to a friend from high school named Heather. I was rich and we lived at an amusement park that went out of business. She was divorcing me and trying to take half of everything and the home. Several restaurants at the amusement park were re-developed into 4 bedroom guest houses where she had guests staying.

We had a 12 year old son together that I did not want, nor did I do anything sexual with her to help create this child. She was employed as my maid. She walked in on me masturbating and when I went to go take a shower afterwards, she wiped my sperm off the floor and impregnated herself with it behind my back. A DNA test on the Maury Povich Show proved I was the father. After the show, she played mind games and tricked me into marrying her for the sake of the kid.

But it was all a scheme with the intention of divorcing me years later to take half of my money and the property.

She was hosting a dinner party for some of her friends And I had over heard them talking trash about me being a horrible father. I snapped at them and told them how horrible of a mother she was for doing this for money and how she got pregnant with the kid in the first place. They got up and left and said they no longer wanted to associate themselves with her.

Think I had one of those fully immesed dreams but the only thing I can recall was something about contact lenses and whenever I have dreams about contact lenses, the lenses become comically huge. In this dreamI discovered two and three lenses together for both my left and right eyes and a huge lot of lenses that were all bubbled together sort of like an unorganized bubble wrap sheet or shell.

I was at the family home where I lived as a teenager. My mother, sisters and brothers were there. I think we were the ages that we are now, not the ages we were then. There was an electric contraption that turned on a light, but not a flashlight, something more complicated. It was missing a battery. I wasn’t sure if it required an AA or an AAA battery. I thought it was an AA, so I went to get one at the place in the house were we kept spare batteries. When I came back, I had a 9V battery instead (the bigger, square ones, not the cylindrical ones). I couldn’t understand how I could have mistaken one for the other.

I got the right type of battery and put it into place. It didn’t fit neatly, I had to kind of pry open the receptacle, but I could see that there was power. Pretty soon smoke started coming out of the thing though. I was afraid it was going to catch fire so I wanted to remove the battery, but I couldn’t find anything non-conductive that I could use. Finally I used a piece of metal, thinking that the risk of getting an electrical shock was smaller than the risk of causing a fire.

I got the battery out but there was a lot of smoke in the room. I told my younger sister to open the sliding patio door completely, to air the room out. She objected saying that it was going to be very cold. I insisted that it was more important to air the room, and that it wouldn’t have to be for very long. She then said that my other sister was really sensitive to the cold and wouldn’t be able to tolerate it even for a short time. 

I had a dream my mom and Bob Saget were still alive. In the dream, I'm at this 20 story mall and at the end of each story was a set of doors that could only be unlocked with a key or a code on the keypad.

These were rich people's homes. My mom was a Shrink who handled celebrity clients. And we were rich and lived on the 15th story. and she operates from her home at the mall.

Anyway, I'm leaving to go shopping and as I leave, Dave Coulier addresses me by name because he knows me and says he needs me to get him into our home because he's here to pick up Bob Saget.

I forgot my wallet anyways, So I have to go back. So I get him in, and While I'm trying to get to my room to get my wallet, Cher is waiting to be seen but she's a crack addict and currently high acting extremely bizarre so I grab my wallet and leave.