Rediscovered IM Conversation

Me recounting a dream to a friend over instant messaging. All following lines are said by me...



an open field with hills

something about killing people

did i shoot someone?

hm...

no

did i get shot??

nope

then wtf happened in the dream fuck

maybe it wasnt about assassins

maybe it was about warcraft 3

was circle in my dream?

don't remember

CATS

CATS

CATS

CATS

CATS WERE IN MY DREAM

AND MICE

OH

RATATOUILLE

dude cats were in my dream i swear.

ahaha

an internet shock site of a guy trying to have his dog give him a blowjob!!!

that was in my dream

i dont know if such a shocksite exists

it probaly does

i had a cat.

but i didn't try to make it give me a blowjob

the cat was loving

So I was in bed with this guy

The test is to fly a rocket ship, launched from Earth, through a small ring barely bigger than the thickness of the rocket itself. If the rocket ship flies through the small ring without touching the edge, the captain is accepted into the elite group. If not, the captain is executed by "reapers."

As an omniscient observer I witnessed the deaths of many such captains who failed the test. They would be put inside an elevator. The elevator door would open, jump back to closed position, and re-open, in a very creepy infinite loop. During one such opening, small blue imp-like creatures, "reapers," would jump into the elevator and kill them.

So I was in bed with this guy. And I was wondering why I was here in the first place, or why this guy, who didn't seem gay, would want me in bed with him.

That's when I attained a third-person view of myself, and I realized I was a chick. I was a female captain who had failed the test, but I had made a bargain with this guy that I would have sex with him and he would see to it that I would not be executed by the reapers.

But this was a gross misunderstanding: I was only a male playing a female character! So I flung my hands up and said "Dude! Stop! I'm a man!" and hurriedly detached myself from this guy. He was confused at first, since I looked nothing like a man; I was a woman. However, he quickly realized that lots of male players choose female models for their characters in MMORPG's, so he believed me (thankfully).

Real-life connection to dream:
I have two female characters in the MMORPG Rohan, and they are both extremely attractive.

White Man's Sweat

Last night, I had a dream that I had special vitamins. The label's supplemental facts listed some ingredients and their functions, and the first one was "white man's sweat (adenosine... ...)" (for biology geeks: no, it was not adenosine tri-phosphate; it was adenosine [I forget the rest]).

I was kind of embarrassed of having these strange vitamins, and I didn't want to seem vain about my race or anything, so I concealed them from people who glanced in my direction. I also had this strange pill called "how to get white chicks" or something, and I DEFINITELY didn't want anybody to see THAT. If anyone found out, they'd immediately assume that that's how I've been getting the few girls I'd ever gotten. They would also assume that I have a preference for blonde chicks -- something that my friend Alexene had always suspected, and that I had always denied.

One part of me knew that I didn't need these stupid pills, especially that "how to get white chicks" one. So I passed on that. But the other one was more intriguing. I wondered, "Do white people really have something in their sweat Asian people don't?" And so I took the pill. I suddenly felt more confident. Fortunately, penis enlargement was not implicated at all in my dream, which suggests that I am not insecure about that very popular stereotype of Asian people.

Shortly afterwards, I found myself in a strange game of counter-strike holding DUAL deagles! Which is impossible in counter-strike; there are dual elites, and the deagle, but never dual deagles. I was amazed by their firepower together. (sidenote: I played a LOT of counterstrike last night)

Interpretation of dream: When I sweat like a white man, I become a lunatic serial killer.

Freudian interpretation: I have a secret desire to be white and have two penises.