[Dream] - Ultra-Weirdness

So I had this dream last night where I was at my parent's place, obviously Christmas night or something. We put "the kid" to bed (I assumed that was my niece) and just sat around in the lounge room chatting and stuff. My Dad fell asleep in his chair, as usual, and I believe that my brother must have gone to bed or something, because it was just us girls (Mum, my sis-in-law and me) still awake.

[Edit: or now that I think about it maybe my Bro, Sis and niece weren't there/were in bed/had gone home, and the other person was my s/o at the time. I'm not sure now. Just that there was a 3rd person in the room with us]

Next minute Dad wakes up and jumps out of his chair and climbs over Mum to get something from behind the couch, either a baseball bat or a lump of 2x4 wood or something. Mum asks him what's going on and he states, matter-of-factly, "there's an intruder in the house" then runs off into his bedroom. We all freak out a little, but none of us heard anything, so we assume he just had a dream and he's confused.

I followed him into the bedroom, where funnily enough all our christmas presents from that morning were stashed (a handful of game consoles such as my xBox and a new PS3 I got given, plus my bro + sis' consoles), and... There's nothing there. The window's closed, but not locked, and the curtains are fluttering a little oddly. But there's no one in there.

So we tried to reassure him that he was only dreaming it and to sit back down or go to bed... when the kid wakes up and freaks out, starts crying. Mum (who's usually the first to molly coddle a kid) tells me to just ignore it and leave [her] be, [she] will just go back to sleep in a minute. So I watched from the lounge room as the kid (about 2 years old I'd guess, sleeping on a short lounge/spare bed) crawls out and comes running straight to me. It's a little boy, and he's treating me like I'm his Mum.

Weird think is he was babbling about what we assumed to be a bad dream, but I managed to decipher he was actually trying to say someone is/was in his room. I hand him to Gramma (which he could actually call her coherently), and go to investigate while Dad and my brother go searching in the dark outside. Turns out there's no one in the kid's room, but there's evidence someone was in my parent's room...

An extra console. Turns out whoever broke in was going to replace their shitty xBox with mine, and in his/her haste to get out, left it behind. Hahaha. Sucks to be you, burglar. That's what you get.

We locked all the windows and double checked them, before going back into the lounge room. The kid made grabby motions at me soon as he saw me and kept squirming til Gramma gave him to me. I woke up soon after this.

Just complete weirdness as far as I'm concerned. I don't have a kid, and aren't having one anytime soon/ever as far as I'm aware. Who knows.

Although now it's all written down, it's a lot less weird then the 2 "Golden Girls" reunion special dreams I've had in the last 3 days. >_>
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[Challenge Accepted] Episode 4: Terraforming (Part 2)

That's right, one yesterday and one today. Yay me, for getting back on track (Yeah, right. XD Like that ever happens, Mea). Going to work on Ep 5 as well. ZOMG. And yes, me and Vyna will be playing some more of this soon enough, we're running low of footage to edit, so if you have any challenges for us feel free to suggest away.

Check out http://CA.WeirdDreamsInk.com for more information, all the credits and thank yous, the challenge list, and all sorts of cool stuff.

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[Challenge Accepted] Episode 3: Terraforming (Part 1)

Okay, so it's more derp then terraforming right now, but seeing as we "completed" the first few challenges it's time to get down to serious business now. Beginning our shelter requires trees and farm land and a place away from the evil mobs. We'll get there.... eventually.

Check out http://CA.WeirdDreamsInk.com for more information, all the credits and thank yous, the challenge list, and all sorts of cool stuff. Spent all yesterday updating it for y'all. =D

VynaNyx's Point of View can be found here: http://youtu.be/hNwpMERLrcQ

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Lamest Spam EVER

""Greetings,

How are you doing today? I hope fine. I have been working so hard to see you get your funds without paying any money and thanks be to God now that all is now set for your fund to be released directly into your nominated bank account and I have taken care of all the charges required to complete this transaction. I also want you to know that I have processed and procured the documents that present's you as the legitimate Beneficiary of your fund.

I was at the bank to get approval for your transfer and your funds are now ready to be transferred, All that needs to be done now is for you to contact with consultant that will assist you have the funds transferred directly into your account. I want you to get back to me urgently so that I can provide you with the details and further instructions. Kindly click on the link below or copy and paste the link below to your browser then login with your email address and password to access your funds.

[Link Removed]

Immediately you get in contact with them please keep me infromed. Thank you and God be with you.

Regards,
Dr. Elizabeth""

Really 'Doctor Elizabeth'? Why is a Doctor in charge of 'my funds'? How much am I getting? Why have I never hear of this before? Why did it get immediately marked as spam?

I'm not clicking the link to find out, and certainly not giving you my email address let alone the password to it. You don't even have a last name. You can't be trusted not to hack into my email account Ms Elizabeth.
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[Ramble] I feel like writing...

...though I have no idea what about. So my blog gets a ramble I guess. That's ultimately what it's designed for anyway, so I guess no one should be too surprised here. So, with that's said, let's talk about my dream. Not to analyze it mind you. Just because I think it's a fucking hilarious concept but I swear this really happened not even 2 hours ago.

So, I don't actually remember anything visual about my dream for certain, or at least I'm not sure that what I -can- remember isn't just based on my after-thoughts twisting it in retrospect. And thus I shant even hazard a guess as to what is truth and what is reality in that regard. However, what I do remember about said dream is probably the more important part anyway.

I dreamed in Russian.

That's right, as far as I'm aware the whole thing from beginning to end was in a completely different language I don't even know. Although, to be completely honest all I really remember is that it had Russian subtitles, and they weren't speaking English. It might have been Japanese subbed in Russian, I can't be certain now, but I definitely had Russian subtitles.

And I woke up thinking in Russian, at least... Until I swore physically and in someone's chat window (it was the first writing implement available to hand, sorry to he who got that randomly), and then it was like the English centre of my brain woke up too and went "oh fuck yeah, that's right, we don't know Russian right? You need me awake now? Okay."

In the aftermath I -thought- that my dream involved snow and arctic jackets and left over nuclear test sites of old abandoned multi-level slum buildings (my head is very cliché at the best of times), but again that could have just been the subtitles confusing the dream upon waking.

Either way I'm not sure if I should be proud that my subconscious has learned another language without me (probably form tv/movies, particularly DayWatch/NightWatch XD ), or worried that it just thinks it can and decided to confuse me about the issue. Why dream in two foreign languages? And why Russian of all things? I learned German for 4 years strain and we never use that! Why couldn't you have put all that to practical use, brain?

Although I suppose I shouldn't be so surprised, my head is full of all sorts of weird and often useless crap that shows itself at the most random and inappropriate of times. I just wish that sometimes it wouldn't be so quick to dismiss it from my grasp. Perhaps the dream was important in some way, but the truth of it will be lost to the depths of my imagination, thanks to the alarm clock.

Damn you alarm.
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