Dream log: I was a nudist in a band with Natalie Portman

I dreamt that I was a in a five person band, where another member and I were nudists with acoustic guitars covering ourselves, one was Natalie Portman with her head shaved, and one was a drag with eyeliner/false lashes and a hair straightener addiction. The other member was a regular man with a mustache and beard resembling Chris Martin.

I remember we walked to a train station, then climbed onto blue tiered seats on a wall. They were arranged like rocks jabbing out of a mountain with plastic-y coverings and you can only mount them as if rock climbing. With lots of people walking by in winter coats and woolly hats, I suddenly remembered I was nude but didn’t feel cold at all (and I also felt like I was a man). I voiced my amazement out loud, and the drag was curious and thought he might give it a try. The regular man laughed and told him his balls would freeze off. Then I thought – does that mean I’m not a man?

We were at a house gathering where the entire place was packed. The drag had on false lashes and makeup, and had his shoulder length dirty blond hair pulled pin straight. The top front section of hair was pulled back into a high loop and gelled so that it was shiny and smooth as if it was plastic. He was wearing something like a pink bath robe. He was going somewhere – I had a feeling he was leaving for good or for an audition – and we all gave him kisses on both cheeks to wish him good luck. I remember I teased him and pretended to mess up his meticulous hair. He chuckled with watery eyes and returned the kisses. I had a feeling I was going to miss him.

Time: Sunday Evening Nap.

Harry Potter kidnapped

I dreamt that young Harry Potter was kidnapped while walking next to young Ron Weasley, and I witnessed this right before my eyes, or maybe saw it as a vision or on tv. Then, I was researching this on a computer, and was finding some clues about it, then these 2 people with dark uniforms asked me casually what I found. I knew these 2 were bad guys, so I lied that I only found the usual coverage.


Next, I dreamt of a house which has a lobby that would fill up with fire and demons at nightfall - or was it a town that had this curse? I had a feeling I dreamt of this before, and it was a sequel. It felt like a TVB drama series...
So, a girl who lived at a house in that town was helping a male coworker (who seemed to have feelings for her) move his suitcases in preparation for a trip. They were carrying large empty suicases in black and red and tan and pink and walking on these paved roads in the middle of nowhere... Then suddenly, realizing the sky was getting dark, the girl yelled for the guy to hurry up, then just dumped the empty suitcases down, dragged him by his arm and they ran home. They jumped through the main entrance - which was a gate that was sliding close - as the lobby burst into flames and giant skeletons appeared amidst them, at the same time as the family members of the girl. Then, I dreamt that I was in a bathtub in that house watching the news, which said that a rich heir had gone missing as he was preparing for a trip, whom I assumed to be the male coworker. Then the rest were a blur.

Very strange, elaborate dreams. I think I need to make use of them and write short stories.

Start > Program > Accessories > Paint

I promised to show the painting of my Cupcakes on a Spaceship dream. I pretty much ruined the painting by using gray that was too dark. But, I'll upload the tray of cupcakes with the red/pink oven mitts:


The red blob on the right is part of the red table cloth

And while I had leftover reds, I decided to do a pink themed page. What goes better in pink than tutus?


and there were some leftover yellows too:

I think this is the most delicious looking thing I've ever painted!

I don't care if I paint like a 7 year old. Next up: an entry on food :9

I dream of a Black Paris Hilton and Victoria's Secret models

There's a reason I record down my dreams.

Just today, I was supposed to wake up at 10:30, but I went back to sleep. By the time I woke up at 11:40, I dreamt of Paris Hilton and Beyonce, Victoria's Secret models, and Oprah.

First, I dreamt that I was watching movies with these 2 people I don't know in a bedroom, and we're all just chilling. Then skip ahead a few moments later, I'm in a lingerie store and there stood...

Alessandra Ambrosio. She was looking and picking out some lingerie and turned around when I entered. And then I woke up to the first alarm. (dammit)

It was cold and I didn't have class in a few hours, so I just stayed in my cozy bed for a bit more...

And I dreamt that I was watching TV with le boyfriend in bed (being the lazy bums we are). The room was neither of ours, and there was a TV mounted on the wall/ceiling - those big, chunky ones from the 90s with the black shell and convex front. It was showing Oprah (I never watch Oprah!!), and the stage and background were blue. On the side of the stage stood Beyonce and Paris Hilton, both wearing a red sparkly strapless dress that touches the floor, and a slit up to their thigh... Now that I'm thinking of it again, it's the the Jessica Rabbit dress that Jessica Biel wore on SNL!!

So anyway, not only did I dream of Beyonce and the Herpes Queen, but they were made up to look like each other. Paris'ed-Beyonce was pale, with curly blond hair, and her lips are super thick (just to show that it's still a black woman underneath). I didn't see much of Beyonce'd-Paris because the camera didn't stay on her for long as Paris'ed-Beyonce started singing her dramatic ballads, with the typical arching of the back and holding the mic up in the air like she's a sword swallower ready to inhale that tiny mic.

Dude, are my dreams strange?! One theme is... I'm always in bed...???