the other night i had this CRAZY-ass dream. i was out on a beach towel in the middle of the desert, naked except for another beach towel wrapped around me. with me was a guy who looked kinda like Hammersmith's userpic, but he was wearing ski-glasses. and there were two baby cobras on the towel with me. the guy was there teaching me to handle the baby cobras. i didn't know why and kept asking if i had to, and he was so exasperated with me but he insisted.
so, i was supposed to monitor the cobras, and try and pet them, and if it looked like they were going to bite me i was supposed to say "yield!" which would obviously reassure them and make them stand down. but i was the one doing the yielding. this bastard was making me play pictionary, or rather he'd draw something and i had to guess it or he'd get even bitchier. so, he's drawing in his little red pen and there's a table, two chairs, some place settings, and what appears to be eggs and bacon on the plates.
"ummm.." i shift my weight slightly as i think, seeing heatwaves beyond the drawing pad. just then i notice that one of the baby cobras is between my legs. "ah! whoa! yield!" i gently place him away and settle back. but i don't notice the second one, and she sinks her little fangs right into my cooter!! "AHH!! AHH! YIELD!!" i can't hurt her, and i'm in agony. i look at the guy for what to do, expecting him to get it off me. but he just huffs and rolls his eyes. "way to go. now GUESS!!" he waves the picture again.
"AARG! uh...uh...kitchen!"
[huff]
"noooo, guess again, sherlock."
"EERRRg! UH-- bacon! basement! breakfast! no? LUNCH!! dinner!!" her fangs are pinching even tighter and i howl in anguish. he throws the pad down in disgust.
"NO!!! DATE!!
jesus, it's a date!! gpd, what the fuck is wrong with you?!" he reaches over and unlatches her like a snap. sour-apple green venom oozes out of the two little holes on my mons.
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so guess what we got today?!?!?
BABY QUAIL!!!
our clutch hatched today, and we moved them to the brooder. they're so freakin' adorable. they're about the size of a large cherry cordial, and covered in bright gold fuzzy with chocolate-brown stripes down their heads. they peep. i almost wet myself.
also, nobody died today!
yippeeeeee!
so, i was supposed to monitor the cobras, and try and pet them, and if it looked like they were going to bite me i was supposed to say "yield!" which would obviously reassure them and make them stand down. but i was the one doing the yielding. this bastard was making me play pictionary, or rather he'd draw something and i had to guess it or he'd get even bitchier. so, he's drawing in his little red pen and there's a table, two chairs, some place settings, and what appears to be eggs and bacon on the plates.
"ummm.." i shift my weight slightly as i think, seeing heatwaves beyond the drawing pad. just then i notice that one of the baby cobras is between my legs. "ah! whoa! yield!" i gently place him away and settle back. but i don't notice the second one, and she sinks her little fangs right into my cooter!! "AHH!! AHH! YIELD!!" i can't hurt her, and i'm in agony. i look at the guy for what to do, expecting him to get it off me. but he just huffs and rolls his eyes. "way to go. now GUESS!!" he waves the picture again.
"AARG! uh...uh...kitchen!"
[huff]
"noooo, guess again, sherlock."
"EERRRg! UH-- bacon! basement! breakfast! no? LUNCH!! dinner!!" her fangs are pinching even tighter and i howl in anguish. he throws the pad down in disgust.
"NO!!! DATE!!
jesus, it's a date!! gpd, what the fuck is wrong with you?!" he reaches over and unlatches her like a snap. sour-apple green venom oozes out of the two little holes on my mons.
*********************************
so guess what we got today?!?!?
BABY QUAIL!!!
our clutch hatched today, and we moved them to the brooder. they're so freakin' adorable. they're about the size of a large cherry cordial, and covered in bright gold fuzzy with chocolate-brown stripes down their heads. they peep. i almost wet myself.
also, nobody died today!
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runelateralus:
Interesting dream.
molonel:
I have a friend who frequently tells me about similarly vivid and complex dreams. It sounds mostly like your mind is simply playing with images and symbols rather than offering material that needs to be interpreted. Anyone who says differently is probably selling something.