Must be sober enough to sign your name.

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Johanna, Lisa and Linda had formed a burlesque troupe that was supposed to perform at a house party. They needed me to sign for the catering but I had to pass a breathalyzer test first.

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Yeah. No idea where this came from but the burlesque part might have had something to do with a club in Seattle I was telling some friends about last week.

My love for movies runs deep

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Dreamed an alternate scene from the movie Sphere. Sharon Stone was telling Dustin Hoffman that he had just spent an hour inside the sphere. Then she smothered him by hugging his head very tightly. 

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Note: This is the second dream (since I started keeping track of them) where I have dreamed a scene from a movie (you can read about the first one here).  Funny thing is, I can't remember the last time I watched Sphere. The book was great. The movie... not so much.

Additional Note: I had planned on posting a weekend recap on Monday but got distracted packing for a work trip. I guess I'll save it for nights I don't remember any of my dreams (or can't read my own notes. Writing in the dark is tough).

It was the scallop mousse!

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None of your damn business.

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This one's a little fuzzy but I remember sitting in a restaurant. There's a woman sitting across from me talking about the piece of food on her plate. It is a scallop mousse with little pearls of something (roe? Actually looks like those little scrubby beads you find in facial cleanser ) floating in it. She is complaining that it isn't prepared properly, that he spoon should just float through it.

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Looks like the company retreat (but it's not). Kirk stands up and wants to read a poem that he and Kacie have written. Can't remember if he actually read the poem to me.

This is not a scallop mousse. These are just scallops. But I'm hungry and they looked good.

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Continuing the experiment on how outside stimuli affects my dreams, my friend Ali decided to bombard me with a word yesterday in hopes that it would make it into my dream. That word was "synergy". Not sure if it's because synergy isn't a real thing, or just because I freaking hate that word, but it did not make it into my dreams last night. Will try again with something more tangible.

Apparently my boss likes Ginuwine

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In Spokane for a conference. I mention to my boss that I don't know all the lyrics for "Pony" by Ginuwine. He starts reciting them as I scribble them down on a Post-It.

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Note: New feature! This is where I reveal whether my dreams were influenced by anything in real life. In this particular case, I had heard "Pony" by Ginuwine on my way to Zumba class last night. Interestingly enough, it was also the first song I heard when I started my car this morning.

Zhaabi? Shumba? Better ask Mr. Bean.

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Was at the Shaabi (bellydance) workshop I'm supposed to be attending this weekend. Somehow it ended up being a giant Zumba class.

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Went to see Suze to check out her new car. Rather than the '99 station wagon I was expecting, she was driving a Mr. Bean car where the steering wheel unfolded out of the glove box. And it had one of those storage pods strapped to the top of the car but was off kilter because she parked too close to a low hanging tree branch. Her brother in law decided to join us for a drive. We were driving down River Road in Puyallup and thought we saw a tornado on the other side of the river. Turned out to be a tanker truck fire.

Tina Fey's a lot shorter in person.

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A lady I used to work with and a guy I hung out with last night were standing in front of me in wet suits... because they wanted to go into the hot tub.


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Tina Fey, wearing the dress she wore in Date Night, was the size of a parakeet and was in my bird cage. She was trying to crawl out so I held my finger up as a perch in front of her to help. 


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At Cindy's house with Manda for another Mary Kay facial. Cindy wanted to get rid of all her yellow/banana flavored lipstick so there was a pile of yellow tubes in front of me. There was also a teenage girl I didn't recognize sitting at the table, talking about car repair.

Welcome to my twisted nighttime brain.

I woke up at 4:30 this morning after a handful of truly bizarre dreams (that I can't remember because I didn't write them down) and thought to myself, "I should really start a blog about all the random crap I dream. When I tell people about them, they're usually amused (and occasionally disturbed). This could be fun!"

When I was about 19 I kept a dream journal for a while. I did not then (nor do I now) believe that dreams have special meaning and if you dream about a toadstool it means that you're dealing with pressures from your boss at work. I just thought they were really strange and I wanted to record them in some way before daylight erased them from my memory.

Since I don't sleep near my laptop and can't guarantee I'd type anything coherent even if I did, I will keep a notepad and pen near my bed and try to make an effort to write down what I dreamed. Later, when I have time, I will decipher my scribblings and type them up for your entertainment.

Here's a dream a I had a couple days ago. I remember it because it was Glee related.

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Finn from Glee was my boyfriend. However, Taylor Swift convinced him that he was gay so he broke up with me.

which transitioned into

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I dreamed/watched about half of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. The musical numbers I remember dreaming about were the Time Warp, Dammit Janet, Hot Patootie, and Wild and Untamed Thing.