Dreams about TT and its members

Last night I dreamt that I had just woke up and was walking down the hallway in my jammies, stretching- when suddenly don_riina walked into my house! I was like, "GAH! don_riina!!" and he just stood there looking at me for a minute when it occurred to me I was wearing the ugliest jammies I own and my hair was a mess. So I was starting to feel a little self conscious and he goes, "Wow. You look like you should be on the cover of <insert name of unknown magazine> magazine." And I didn't exactly know what to say. But then I realized that the magazine he mentioned was a magazine dedicated to ugly women. So I go "Look, that's a bit harsh. I don't normally look quite this bad-- but I just woke up. And I have my ugly jammies on. And I have arm issues. Come on." And he just looked at me like"...yeah... right."

Edit: I just realized the last time I dreamt about a TTer it also happened to be don_riina. I have no explanation for this and frankly it's starting to concern me.

Are you and don_riina neighbors? Perhaps he needed to borrow some ingredients for his at-home bacon curing project.

Not that I know of.

So, whilst trying to block out all of the dry-humping et al that I witnessed for several hours at Kilians last night, I fitfully dreamt about a couple of TTers. While I don't know why or what the context was, I dreamt that Honeebeaz was knitting something and refused to teach me how because she was pissed that I wouldn't let her on my computer when I was checking my email. Very strange.

And in case the image got wiped from your memories...

Got the hump?

I think I just threw up a little in my mouth. Again. Thanks for letting me relive that awesome experience.

OMG! all kinds of freaks were active this weekend. yuk

that is hilarious!

that is defo a cause of having funny dreams Bern, scarred me it did, i think i want a ciggi break now!

That was going on for well over an hour.

Good Lord, why oh why did they not get out of there and get a room

They did. About an hour too late.

for whom, you?! or was it already too late for that guy!

Ah...the theory was that they were having an affair and didn't have anywhere to go. So they just went...there. Oog. Way nasty. And I'm NOT watching Keydeck's video. Twas enough the first time around.

A strange one this morning.

So I'm sat around chatting to my mate back home and Perdido about what music we like, Perdido's answer was "Shaddupding" or some equally obscure word that made no sense. At which point, some bearded bloke walks in the room and starts to take all my coat hangers. Then GreenTea walks in the room and starts to remove all my coats from the wardrobe.

3L - "Hi, GreenTea. What are you doing here?"
GT - "Moving out!"
3L - "I didnt know you'd moved in!"
GT - "Well you've got to move out too!"
3L - "Why, no one told me".
GT - "Well you know that woman downstairs who cleans all our coats, she says we have to."
3L - "I've never given that woman a coat in my life before, this cant be right"
GT - "Oh" (Then continues to take the rest of my coat hangers).
3L - "They're my coat hangers by the way"
GT - "No they're not, they're mine"
3L - "No, they're mine. I bought them when I moved in"
GT - "Oh"

I woke up at this point contemplating what the hell I had just been dreaming about.

Must be the full moon. I have now had my second Bad Doggie dream. Actually it was not him directly, but his piano. His piano was shaped like one of those "little house on the prairie" school-desks. Quite a small little piano, but no water damage

3 Lions, I hope Green Tea didn't remove the outfit I gave you.

@Showem - I keep that in a special place, a place no one but myself knows about. That outfit requires special cleaning.

Nope, the word has just come to me, when asked what his favourite music was, Perdido ansered Badonkadonk.

Do I really mumble that much? Everyone says I do. Anyway being in 3l's dream ,honorable as that is, does worry me a bit. Dont get me wrong he is charming and such, but there other TTers dreams I would rather be in.

3 Lions, that is scary! Were you dreaming about me at the same time that I was dreaming about broken bananas last night? Or maybe I just thought they were bananas and they were really coathangers? Not quite sure where this train of thought is leading, but anyway, gotta go and do some work now. If I find any of your coats, I'll let you know.

This is hilarious! I am so mean in your dreams it is great.
The funny thing is that it is a mix of two conversations that we did have before: the computer bit stems from your Thanksgiving dinner when Keydeck said I could use your PC to check if there were still tickets available for Casino Royale the next day, when you were all going. You said yes, of course, we can check, and I was like, no, don't bother, might not be able to make it (which I indeed wasn't).
The second part of your dream is fairly recent given that we talked about my knitting with Wahoo last week at TT Tuesdays in GM's.
See, funny how you can trace origins of dreams like that. Didn't know my knitting would scare you like that though.
Btw what is your favourite colour?

Edit: I really can teach you if you want!

It's supposed to be easier with needles, but what do I know.

It is a new technique of knitting in France, ze country where I come from, zis is why you ave not yet eard aboot it.

Edit: good 'un, Yeti, really!

Having thought a bit more about 3Lions' dream, I suppose if you needed a corkscrew urgently and didn't have one to hand, you could try to do the job with a coathanger instead, if they were the kind made of wire... somehow it all ties in with the bananas.

I shall meditate on coathangers before going to sleep tonight, and see what happens.

Had a dream last night where as a teenager my parents kicked me out of the house, and Carm took me in until I got myself sorted. The feeling upon awakening was lots of (platonic) to Carm. Very strange indeed...

maybe because I was helping you abit on saturday at the party... those stairs were hard to do drunk on the way to the toilet.

Well thank you very much kind lady.

always ready to help out a nice person.

That's me buggered then

Why, did the dice work?

Dice? Did Carm have her dice there?!

nope, i got the dice for my secret santa

Dice - I got a mouse figurine, I'm hoping it's a limited edition mouse figurine with only one ear.

no his set had about 6 dice- with places, like the kitchen, with your tongue... that kind of thing. Much more better and descriptive then my dice.

Last night I had a dream that I was the only user online with Showem, she went into labour and I went to her house and delivered her baby girl which she in turn happily named Nicole

.. just so you know showem, you did very well

A week ago I had a dream where I was bar-hopping with Renia and Jenny L which is interesting since I've never met either of them before in my life.

Appropriate dream for those ladies.

I'll bet you had a fab time too, nixe.

I think so ... but I only remember up to doing shots - beyond that is a bit of a blur

Oh forgot about this thread, I did actually have a TT dream a few weeks ago, details a a bit hazy but me and some mates were looking for holidays on the net or something, and I saw one for a retreat type thing for young highly motivated, highly educated entrepreneurial high achievers. And I thought, oh yeah that should be good for a laugh, might be able to wind up a few uptight cunts there, but it was pretty lame, but my mate sent me a text and he was doing a web search on the thing and found some secret forum thing and he said that a small group of them were going to have a pot and puss party, and gave me details of where and when. So I stake it out a bit, and see who is going in, and its a group of the most uptight snobbish elitist people there and they were all TTers going in! The ones that were acting the most pretentious about being entreprenurial, and educated and on to it and shit. (Oh forgot to mention in the dream the me in the dream didnt know the TTers and they didnt know me, but I as an external observer (the dreamer) were more like a third party who knew who everyone was if that makes sense).

So I am hanging out outside and mention to one of them, oh is this where the pot and puss party is? And they were like yeah man come on it. So I go in, and everyone is baked, and there is phat tunes playing and all the chicks were naked! At first everyone stared at me like I am the stranger there, so I stand up and start pulling down my daks saying "oh sorry are we supposed to get naked", and then everyone starts laughing saying "no fuck that put your daks back on and have a cone man, only the chicks need to get naked". And then its all on, everyones having a good time, turns out all these uptight serious cunts are actually all loose dudes! Eventually things get pretty hard core, turns into an orgy with people pissing on each other and stuff. Not my thing as far as turn ons go but it amusing to watch. Eventually things cool down and everyone gets dressed and starts acting all serious and uptight and highly motivated again and leaves the room and joins the normal activities of the retreat. And I talked to one of them about it later why they arent chilled out all the time and they just said life has to be balanced, you cant be a loose cunt all the time. After that I go back to my mates, and I cant really remember this bit but they werent as fun as I remember or something and yeah then I woke up.

Not enough rohypnol induced boy bum sex, am I right??

Sadly not, fucking family friendly dreams.. Sandman must be on some censorship buzz or something.

Ok, it finally happend to me too. I had a dream about a TT member. I dreamt that GreenTea and I were out somewhere. She was reading poems to me. They weren't crap poems though.

Ooh, that's already two fellow TTers who have dreams about me ... or at least, two who are brave enough to admit having dreams about me . I wonder if that's a good or a bad thing?

Strange that I was reading poems in MB's dream. Ever since I discovered the crap poetry thread, I've been trying to write a crap poem about the 4th toenail of my right foot. It would be a perfect subject for such a poem. But the inspiration just won't come. I think I just wasn't born to be a poet.

So i had one the other night. I have never met them so do not not know what they look like. In my dream though they sent me two photos but each one was completely different from the other.

Dreamt there was a proper English supermarket right round the corner from the Arc and loads of TTers went shopping there before drinks night. Sk8rgrl was buying spinach rolls (?!) from the deli and held up a whole queue of Germans to try one straight away so she could tell us all what it was like. Ok but nothing special, apparently. And Jeeves got very excited about the crisp section...

Jeeves is shocked but slightly relieved to hear that he has a crisp section

I miss s8rgrl.

I never have dreams about TTerins . . . .

Not even about jennyL? Dude you must be dead