Gob Bluth

So this is kind of personal- mostly just really weird, and I don’t know if anyone else has any similar experiences.

After my Dad died, I had one distinct dream where my Dad “came back to life”, which was really a dream where he showed up in the house after being gone awhile, and he explained that it was a mistake and he wasn’t dead and he was able to come back.

And since that, in every dream I’ve had he’s been alive. As if it’s a continuation of that one dream. That yeah he was gone, but he came back and since then he’s still there, always at the house I grew up in.

So last night I had a dream that I was going to sleep with Gob Bluth, for some reason, and he was shirtless and we were kissing, but I heard my Mom come in the door so I shoved him in my room. I couldn't remember which one was his shirt, so I gave him a bunch to find his. He comes out wearing one of my Dad’s shirts, the tan short sleeved kind of plaidish one. And I said “You can’t wear that, it’s my dead Dad’s shirt.” So he apologizes and goes back to put on another one. And he opens the door and I realize it's not just my Mom, it's both my parents talking. So Gob looks at me and my only response is “I guess I made a liar out of myself with that dead Dad comment.”

Like, even in my dreams when I think he’s not there, it ends up as “Nope nevermind I was wrong.”

8-24-14

Disneyland was Venice, you had to boat everywhere and rides were on different islands. Except it seemed like only one part of the park was like that, and I made some comment on how I rarely ever went to that part of the park. I had gotten to that ride by a previous theme of a dream, where I was on some kind of boat going around and writing a song with someone that of course sounded really awesome in the dream and now I can't even remember the point. All I remember was that it involved tomatoes, and I threw a tomato at someone on a little floating island, and it just fell in the water really anti-climatically. Then we ended up at the dock of this Disneyland ride that was seriously just every Disney character smashed together in all kinds of animatronics. So we dock the boat, get off, walk into the queue line and there's immediately an animatronic Spirit Stallion of the Cimarron (which is not Disney) that would look at you and stuff. So we get in the line, and there's two Asian kids ahead of us who have "ride counters" which apparently was a thing where this little counter would show how many rides you had been on supposedly per day, but this kid's had millions on it, so I was standing there trying to figure out how that was possible. Then these two kids, a blonde girl and a boy got seated in the ride and started clicking back and forth. In this horrible drive you insane kind of way. And we were all yelling at them from the line "Shut up!" because we thought they were leaving. Then we realized we were supposed to get on the same boat with them. And I was sitting next to the blonde girl. It was non-stop back and forth between them. So Kevin Callaway was there, and I started telling him "You should show her how big your hands are and then they'll stop". I went to SSHS with Kevin, and he did have huge massive hands. So I start telling Kelly, "Remember when we left for the summer, and came back in the Fall and all of the sudden Kevin was a giant!" This didn't happen. So the ride starts, which was essentially a boat ride like Small World that took you through really intricate Disney scenes made either animated clips or animatronics. And the girl kept clicking, and all of the sudden I start getting really violent and threatening her and the kid, and start kind of slapping and hitting them. And it just kept progressing, where she wouldn't stop or show pain, and I started biting her ear with my 2 canines, and I was essentially going to rip a hole in her ear, and she finally stopped clicking and was like "Why are pregnant chicks always NUTS" And some guy (I think Benji) said "Because they aren't getting any anymore" and I was just flipping out. And the clicking kept happening, but the kids weren't doing it anymore so I thought she had just driven me completely insane. But when I woke up I realized it was my Mom's stupid clock in the living room.


Something about being at CSULB or CSUN and there was a flyer that the choir was doing excerpts of different "musicals turned into movies" and one was Yeston and Kopit's Phantom, and I flipped the heck out because I didn't see it and I guess I wasn't in the choir. So I was walking towards the music building, which was a giant 8 story building where some of the floors were just open to the outside and you could see pianos and junk. And I found Grant and asked if he was in Concert Choir or Vocal Ensemble (Ok this means we were at Moorpark) and he said "Neither, I couldn't fit choir in, but they let me kind of hang out sometimes, I'm known as the drifter."
What.

I have absolutely ridiculous nutso dreams. The period between waking up naturally, and when I choose to wake up (because let’s be real, I never want to get out of bed) is full of them. It’s almost like my brain says “Okay, it’s time to get up now, oh you didn’t? FINE.

Let me barrage you with some scheme more detailed than movie plots where you have to save your childhood idol (The Scarecrow from Wizard of Oz) from dying because he’s really just a hologram and his real body is a candle slowly sinking into a lake, don’t let the flame extinguish! Something about the Sontari being there too. And Sheldon Cooper? And about me always ending up in compromising positions with male fairytale characters and them being too innocent to realize it.

Or the best one, where my Dad had a curse that made him look like the Green Goblin when he was a teenager, and after his death (present time) I was sent on a mission to go find the secret documentary from the 70’s that was made on him and then kept hidden. And I was working with Jiminy Cricket from Once Upon a Time to do it. And he had a secret file that I had to flirt my way into seeing, and then realized that it was written by Dumbledore, and I think at that point even my brain was like "Wait- this has to end."

It’s funny, because things like that make me feel close to my Dad, even though that was absolutely not a fuzzy warm memories dream.

As a side note, I also had a dream that Charlie came back from his mission and I fell in love with him, and then my husband today said he had a dream I divorced him. So that’s not okay brain. No. 

At Target, notice an advertisement sign using some pictures of me from 7th grade when I was at my all time ugliest. Sign says "Don't look like this, ew!" The only explanation was that they used pictures I had developed through Target, even though I don't get pictures developed through Target.

My ex was there, so we started discussing how this was grounds for me suing Target. We had a nice talk, and he concluded with "Bye babe" and then realized what he said and got all awkward and ran away.

Had some kind of small house with two beds. Mine was crammed in front of the fridge, so you had to move it to get to the fridge. Max's bed was by the dishwasher and sink. I thought Max was there but it was just a lump of blankets that looked like a body. So I called him and he said he was at school. A lot of other people were in the house.

Going to a college seminar for music students on another college campus, sister to Moorpark College. I know because they had a bunch of our concert posters up. Katie S in the courtyard with bright purple short hair, doing some kind of performance art where she was throwing a bouquet. We said hi after. Headed into a room where we were waiting for the classes to start. The kind of 15 minute seminars on different subjects. Most were music based, some about specific art songs. But a couple were called "Kittens of Ojai" or "Gardening". Noorin was there, wanted to sign up for Italian, so I decided I should do a class too even though it was last minute. I wanted to do Italian but the lecture was 50 dollars and I didn't feel like spending another 50 dollars when I was already taking an Italian class. Looked in German. Decided to take nothing, but the lady was mad because I wasted time asking her about the different classes.

People who didn't go to classes sat in a big room together that was like the Primary room in the Erringer building. A lady came in and got the gardening students for the gardening lecture. Then there was an Earthquake, where everyone rocked back and forth holding hands to stabilize themselves and started singing a church hymn. The second verse everyone sat down and only one lady was singing, but I thought it was supposed to be everyone so I was still singing and showing off. People were giving me weird looks, so I realized it was supposed to be a solo.

Later on in a room with a guy named Professor Chang, everyone was screaming regarding the Seminar. He said that you could only talk if you had the clipboard. People passed it around, but Wesley Wilson decided to just draw on it instead of talking, so everyone was getting mad. A couple kids I knew from Elementary school were there. Hayden and Russel Mox. Hayden talked about cocaine a lot. Then someone showed a clip from All That when Josh Peck was really fat, and he was in the room talking about how funny it was. Drake Bell was there too, and Amanda Bynes. I was thinking how it was cool that they were my friends.

10-14

Max kept forgetting what a birthday was. I'd ask him when his was and he'd say I don't know. I asked him when mine was and he said "Well it was Sep. 1 this year, but last year it was in December." And I got really mad at him, and said "It's the same day every year, the day that you were born initially!" And finally I said "Yours is March 6th!" And he was like "Oh yeah that sounds familiar."

Sitting in a really high area with Kristen, Shawna, Noorin, and Kelly. Kelly was called down by Mrs. Abbe to sing Juliette's aria and Kelly just starts singing it, and Mrs. Abbe is like "No wait til you're on the floor." But she keeps going until she's finished and then walks down on the floor. Then proceeds to sing some other ridiculously high aria, but as I'm looking at the sheet music, I notice that she's singing way lower than what's actually written. Anyway, she comes back and we're all clapping and everything, and then this kid with a guitar starts singing and Kelly and I start talking about how his range is literally only 5 notes.

Lastly, we're in this crazy world where basically everything you do is some kind of test or game. So there's "heaven" which is on a tall hill that you have to climb to, and everyone there is a spirit, and a body together. And if you don't have your spirit with you, you have to go back into the world and find it, because it won't find it's way alone. And then there's a ferry, which takes you to hell. Kind of too Greek for me. But you do have to get stuff from the ferryman in order to progress, but if you talk to him for too long, or get tempted by his ticket offers, you end up on the ferry and can't come back.

10-9-13

I forgot a lot of my dreams. It was cold this morning and I kept falling back asleep. One I remember though,

I was in my parent's bedroom with my parents. My Dad said that he had been at the VA, and was told that if he installed some crazy sauna in the bathroom, then he would get better. It was just the Master bathroom, but bigger with a tub, and the door was in another spot.

I went inside and my Mom said "Don't go in there too much, it's radioactive." And I was really upset that my parents would have installed something radioactive in the house. So I said "Mom you're always so concerned about health and stuff, why would you put something radioactive in our house?"

In some other part of a dream I was watching some kind of movie on this big screen outside, but laying on the ground and cuddling Max. There were other people around, but I totally forgot everything else that happened unfortunately  I remember everything when I wake up, but if I don't write it down I forget within in an hour.

And this weird thing has started to happen where as soon as I write down the dreams, I actually don't forget them. So I'll be trying to remember a dream that I did forget, and then pieces of dreams from weeks ago come to mind, and I'm like "No that was an old dream."

Update:
I just remembered the rest! This old family friend of mine who used to be my Bishop was putting on a play in the performance place at Bob Cole, using only fruits, or clay. It was a horrible show because I didn't know any of my lines and was just making stuff up. So after the show backstage I really wanted to get a copy of the script to keep as a momento. But they were all gone, random people had taken them. So I kept asking people if they had a copy I could have, and no one did. 

And then this girl held up this picture of Jesus, and said "Everyone keeps defacing our Jesus pictures!" And I said "THEN STOP MAKING THEM LOOK SO BAD."

10-7-13

So I actually have horrible dreams when I take naps.

Last night though, I had a dream where all of my grandparents, my cousin's wife, and my friend's wife were all dead, and then buried in my room! It was lovely. And I was searching on an online "dead people" website, and typed her name in, and then a flashing thing came on the screen that said "WARNING: NOT BURIED ON PREMISES". So good! And I remember saying something like "But she always ate gluten-free, and vegan. I guess it didn't help her." But my friend who's married to her was really sad. And then I was really sad that my grandpa had died, because he's supposed to dance with me for the father-daughter dance, because my actual father really did die! And speaking of, when I woke up I was so legitimately happy that it was just a dream, and then remembered that my Dad really was actually gone. So, bittersweet?

Then later on I fell asleep for 3 hours. And I had some kind of dream influenced by conference I guess. I forgot a lot unfortunately. I was driving up some road in a convertible, and there was this guy I knew just standing there. He's some guy I knew from the Stake a long time ago, named Max. Anyway, I was like "What are you doing?" And he said that he went there to smoke weed. And I was like "You shouldn't do that." And he just said "Oh all LDS missionaries do." But he called me Agent Holly, and I made some joke about him being James Bond. Uh. I did forget a lot.

I know later I was in my mom's room (where I was asleep) with all the stuff on the bed that I was actually working on in real life, trying to get dressed to meet Charlie (who is on his LDS mission) but it was taking forever to get dressed, because doing anything in a dream is impossible. So time kept going by and I just couldn't put on my clothes right.