Two dreams last night. In the first I was investigating a series of murders for the king. Two had been committed in different houses on the street, and as I got more details about the murders (for example, the house numbers of the crimes and that a BMW was parked outside the houses both times) I realised that this was exactly the same as a previous serial killer had done, and so I knew where and when he would go next. I was waiting outside this house when an old woman came onto the street downhill of me, carrying a ball. She dropped the ball and it started rolling away, and being the jolly spiffing chap that I am, I ran after the ball to stop it going for miles.
When I came back and returned the ball to her, I looked up to the house I was supposed to be guarding when the serial killer ran out of it, carrying a severed head in both hands. He went towards the boot of his car, but I caught him and performed a splendid if reckless rugby tackle on him. Unfortunately he swung his sword at me and I died. Considering that he was carrying the head in both hands and still managed to effectively wield this weapon, I'm not too keen on trying to recall the logistics of this. :zombie:
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The second time I was accompanying an old woman who was biking up a hill near my old house. Soon after she started she was tired, and so I encouraged her by lying that the hill was over a thousand metres high, and that you could even see that the clouds obscured the top of it. As we got closer it turned out these "clouds" was just a lot of smoke from a burning building, and we went past as people were being evacuated. I seem to remember trying not to cry at the thought of people being trapped in there, and suddenly my companions were a couple of friends rather than an old lady, and we were on our way to school where a big festival-type of meeting was taking place.
When we got there I went into the classroom where us UMers were meeting up, though the only "real" people I can remember being there were Gaby and Ulla's friend Anni (who I don't know, so that was odd). We were sitting on a couple of benches in the corner of the room when a security guard came and threw Gaby out for having weed in her bag.
Then came a really bizarre conversation. I was sitting right behind a girl who I knew in the dream but is no one I actually know. She was leaning on me, and when I shifted position slightly she said, with a wink, "if you get any closer I'll have to show you my man-string." I looked at her blankly, and she explained "it's a g-string but with a picture of a man on it." I asked who, and she said "Shady!" "Not Slim Shady, I hope" I replied, and then she said "No, Tom Shady from Nevermore." :|
Before I could reply, Gaby rejoined us, and then a few minutes later an American (yep, turns out we were in America after all) cop came and arrested her because she'd been caught expressing an interest in buying a poster for sale that had the word "spliff" on it. As she was taken out again I went to protest, and coming out of the next classroom was someone else I knew (who happened to be an American version of Janet Street-Porter
). I said to her in mock complaint "You know, your country is really.... very bad," and she laughed at me for ages and it's the last thing I can remember.
So, anyone feel like telling me what the hell either of those mean?
