Boring dreams
Last night I had a dream that I was picking up a couple courses at a community college in Kalamazoo to make extra money.
The night before, I had a dream that I was trying to find The Girlfriend a route home and I somehow had to assemble the route according to the rules of Blokus. (We had played Blokus, which you can do online, FYI, that day and had difficulty getting home via public transportation after our New Years party.)
What boring dreams have you had recently?
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I dreamed that I was in a plane that was taxing on a runway, waiting for a terminal to open. It was boring enough for me to think about how boring it was, while I was in the dream.
Comment by DrP | January 2, 2010
i wanted to dream serpents on NYE, but no luck, the frequency of the visual stimulation was not enough, such a pity
Comment by read | January 2, 2010
Perhaps this is too exciting to meet the requirement, but I had a dream that I was inside some 007/halo like video game, and I sniped off Zizek, and then he came back and was gonna shoot me close range, but he was out of bullets, and then we sat down and had a friendly conversation.
Comment by micah | January 2, 2010
Filling out PhD applications.
Comment by Daniel Lindquist | January 2, 2010
I was awoken by a buzzing doorbell at who knows when in the morning and thought at first that it was a goldworker outside my window.
Comment by ben | January 2, 2010
I don’t know, even my boring dreams are all paranoid and neurotic in some way. I’ll dream that I’ve run into an old classmate I haven’t seen in years, but it’ll be an old classmate who’s far more successful than I am, underscoring the vast gulf between his professional success and my own stillborn career, and then I start panicking and looking for some way to escape before he asks me how I’ve spent the last eight years. I’ll dream that I’m back at school for some reason, but the class I’m taking is now being taught by (yet another) former classmate, once again underscoring the unbridgeable chasm of loserdom that looms between us, and again I panic and desperately search for an exit, and then all my teeth start falling out.
Comment by stras | January 3, 2010
teeth falling out is bad, someone is going to die like
so then you have to wake up and say some tarni – a prayer
emeekhe umaakha pani pani suukhaa and perhaps you’ll save someone or you can spread some salt over the stove so that it’d hiss with some sound, then the bad dream could be amended too
Comment by read | January 3, 2010
My dreams are usually so literal that they barely even register as dreams (e.g., I’ll dream about not wanting to wash the dishes, or about feeling guilty about talking shit to person 2 about person 3) or else they are completely amazing and great. I’ve dreamt two dreams of which I’m especially proud (one was about a friend of mine — in my dream she had a like 13 year old boyfriend who was a revolutionary guerilla warrior leader and looked like Johnny or Luther Htoo, except his name was Victor Eremita and he sent her secret messages coded into New Order videos), and the other is terrifying and also totally awesome (it made my mom practically faint when I described it to her, and I just retold it to a friend on NYE as a ghost story, with excellent results).
Comment by jms | January 3, 2010
I just woke up from a dream in which I was discussing the price of hooded sweatshirts with my cousin. He was frustrated that they cost so much, and then he used a pejorative term, which I called out as pejorative.
Comment by currence | January 4, 2010
I had a dream where my mom was using her retirement funds to purchase a gas station and I was concerned that she wasn’t getting a baseline environmental assessment done to protect her against future liability and perhaps make her eligible for cleanup funds.
That was the boring part. The less boring part was the fact that there was also an underlying concern about vampires.
Comment by Matt in Toledo | January 4, 2010
I had a dream that a friend was blatantly fishing for comments. Twice. Haha, hate me yet?
Comment by ebolden | January 4, 2010
Maybe if you’d had the dream three times.
Comment by Adam Kotsko | January 4, 2010
I dreamt that there was a band called the Genuine Neil Band, who wore those broad-striped boating jackets, suspenders, and were all named Neil. One of them played the banjo.
Comment by ben | January 11, 2010