random ireland

Had a dream about a friend (last name ireland) last night... I'll be seeing him in London. I had a transam of all things and he asked to park it in the house. It was greasy underneath and I was worried a bit about the mess, but it seemed rude to not let him park inside the house (as odd as that sounds). His car also had an OR license plate, although he is a UK fella. Hmmm so we met, we ?? I really don't remember the rest, but that I really felt like he was in the room with me.

Dream before this, I was camping in an odd camp site. Each site had a little fence around it, a metal shed and grass. I was packing up my stuff and some guys that were macho was telling me I was ticking him off... and I needed to leave or he would mess up my stuff. He thought I was a gal named Amy (who is someone I work with in my new job). I said that I wasn't her and why was he mad at her? (she was coming to the campground next and I wanted to give her enough warning) He said he was mad at her because she made wigs... I asked what from? He wasnt' sure, so basically he was just angry. I was worried about Amy and also that Amy's brother might come too and want to beat the guy up. I didn't mind if the guy would get beat up, he just had a lot of guy friends there and her brother might get hurt. I went to go pick up some crates that were full of food and bugs were crawling all over them and I just dropped everything and tried to get out of there.

archeology....

Ok.. so was aware the dream mid-story. I had a metal object in my hand and was cleaning a groove of a wood box with it. It looked like the inside of a pen.. the metal part that holds the ink, but it was thicker and had a weird triangular shape at the end. I picked up another box... some relic... it was odd shaped, had some cut outs on it and I figured out that the metal object was a key. Although they were using it like a tool and?? a something that could be thrown away. I put the metal object down a long hole in the box and turned it.. the box openned and flat metal pieces of gold fell out. They were stamped into different shapes. They were images of gods or ?? god or ?? I was thinking it was spanish... so christian/catholic.. maybe jesus. I knew what ever it is I found, I wasn't supposed to have found. The box had been locked for a reason etc... the objects had some sort of message with them.. (not written).. but you knew what it meant. Something that would reinterpret religions of today... A mang started coming after me (think someone that looks like a musketeer)... I ran across a creek and tried to get away (oh, this all happened outside)... and that was the end.

I had another dream that I was selling my house (one I owned before) and that my ex wanted half of the $$. I was trying to figure out how much he actually paid on it, if any.... but I remembered that he helped work on it.. . it was stressful. Kind of an ... I owe someone something that I didn't feel like I owed thing.... hmmmm

couple of older dreams...

I haven't written my dreams in a while. I have had a few, but I don't remember them all. I have been jogging a lot more, getting up earlier, so maybe I'm not having more normal dream time.

1/4/08
I had a dream a friend (Sascha) of mine was going to his work or class or something and he kept stalling and/or forgetting things. I was looking through a pile of papers that we had both worked on. But they were all paintings, not good. Then I turned into an invisible person.. people were going through this house that was mine and my family's (but it wasn't my "real" family). I think I was one of the parents and not sure if I was the father or the mother.

1/6/08
The last part of my dream I was choosing bread. Then a guy came up and looked lost with the bread so I was showing him the different kinds I liked. I think I had many other dreams though. Oh. I remember another dream. I was on a bus or something with a group and we were going on some field trip. There was a guy there I was in love with and he with me. Then I told him some things that I was reading about. I think they were mystical etc. and he didn't like that I was even thinking about reading these sorts of things, and he thought I was odd, so he quit talking to me. I was very upset and hurt and just ran away and hid. Then once they were gone, I just kept walking.. through the streets, then I found an outdoor market of sorts with artists and things. I walked around for a bit and then was looking at this woman's art and accidentally spilled water on the table. It didn't hurt any of the art, but it just made me feel worse. Another artist and the floor near her made glass snails. I decided to sit down on the steps...