I was just going to go with crack dreams, but since I actually ate some pizza last night that may have contributed to everything. Also the fact that I went to bed at like 7:30.

Of course, I can hardly remember my dreams; only the ones that occurred right before I woke up those 100 times, but still. There was a large part where, after church (or after a wedding processional) there was a Calvin Kline fashion show. Afterwards, I found out that the daughters of this pastor's family we knew in Michigan were in it, and they ended up having super powers. The youngest could turn invisible, and their non-existent even younger daughter could teleport. All this caused the sun to explode or something, so I took this muffin that represented the earth out of its wrapper to roll it up so it wouldn't burn. Or something.

Then of course there was the part where I rode my bike from my dorm to Wilson, but half the time it was my car and I had to pull over when my backpack fell off. I ended up riding? to this house where there was some kind of evil witch lady (possibly had to do with the stuff I mentioned previously) that we tried to stop but she stole all the cars so no one could leave and so she could kill them. I ended up trying to run back the way I came, eventually coming to this woman's house that I knew, where apparently I had left my bike while she was gone. I was about to make a fabulous escape when the evil maybe witch lady showed up and started trying to kill us. I'm pretty sure I screamed at her and told her it wasn't the woman's fault, and I told her she could keep the bike.

There was another part that I wanted to mention here, but writing about the biking to Wilson thing made me forget it. Whoops writing the next part made me remember! There was something about some kind of Olympics where people would win trophies, and some people I knew were going to try to get gold in swimming... I knew all of the people who competed, which included my brother James (who lost, btw). The person I was supposed to want to win lost and got very angry, but my friend Alison won so I guess it was all good. Afterwards I took James out and this one guy said, "Aww, how old is she?" and I was all, "3, but James is a he not a she. He's just wearing this yellow flowered dress."

The last thing I dreamed (right before I woke up) had something to do with those Chzo games, which is weird because I haven't played them in pretty much forever. I was... sort of playing them, except I alternated from being the player character to being myself. There was something about jumping into pictures (Psychonauts-inspired, I think) and using telekinesis to find this little hidden demon thing that would help you (definitely Psychonauts-inspired) and while my main goal was trying to get out of this evil place where we were, the demon-thing wanted to kill all these evil goats. So I let the evil goats out and it went on a rampage, while I ran like hell to get away. Apparently it killed them all because I got out and started throwing an "I won the game woo" party with myself, (I basically started dancing,) but then this annoying dude old who had been with me the whole time was all, "actually you didn't win" and went to show me this crater that somehow I knew that I (still as the player character) was buried in. I deftly avoided looking into said crater, but it turns out I/dude wasn't buried in the crater, I/he had been hung and was on some kind of pine tree hanging behind the crater. This marks the point where I started being myself and the player character was himself, and he was quite upset to see himself looking quite dead after being hung. So he and I had to, in a very creepy fashion, go through the forest under and behind his dead corpse. However, he was faster than I, so he got much farther, which was bad because I was there to make sure he didn't actually die. In any event, I think I started being the dude again, and I had gotten through the deadly forest and was supposed to give this potion stuff to someone or else I would really die. Originally, I for some reason gave it to Kim Possible (no idea what that was) but that was wrong so I pretty much rewound the dream and gave it to the right person.

And then I'm pretty sure I woke up because I can't remember much after that. Kudos if you actually read all this! It was ridiculous!

edit/sidenote: The song mentioned in my previous post (No Children by the Mountain Goats) was going through my head for at least half the night. So most of these had that as some kind of weird soundtrack. Anyway.)