My memory is fuzzy of last night's sleep, but I remember it being prom night (I'm not high school age anymore, though...), and of J. taking pictures of someone in Iraq who was shooting everyone.


It was a weird night for dreaming, I'm kind of glad I don't remember all of it.

Jersey Turnpike

Last night, I had a dream I was going on vacation. I'm not sure exactly where I was going, but I know I was driving on the Jersey Turnpike.  I drove to see my friend Matt.  One of my other friends was there, and I convinced her to leave early and come home with me, which made Matt sad.  Weird dream.

On another note, J. kept trying to take my glasses off once I fell asleep and I kept yelling at him that I was trying to fix something and needed my glasses.  I was dreaming for a bit about fixing something, but I can't remember what it was.

Chicken Banditos

So I'm working at a Chipotle/Starbucks.  Weird, right?

In my dream, the girl I'm working with (who looks nothing like any of the girls I actually work with) deserted me and went on her break and never came back. A lady and her kid come in, and she asks for the "chicken burrito that goes with the beef one".  Apparently there is a meal of 3 wraps- one beef, one chicken, and one that I didn't know.

For some reason, I knew what she was talking about.  "Oh," I said, "You want the bandito?"  She leaned forward and whispered to me,

"Actually.... It's banditos".  For some reason, in my dream, this baffled me.


Then I tried to figure out how to make this mysterious banditos.  I figured it wouldn't be THAT hard- right?  I turned the oven on, or tried to, while my boyfriend sat at a chair in the corner, asking, "DID YOU TURN THE OVEN ON? IT'S HOT IN HERE." Over. And Over. And Over.

Baby Rabbits, among other things.

Sometimes I have dreams about terrible things, and sometimes I have good dreams. I always try to remember them, and I never can... so that's what this is for.

 Earlier this week I (apparently) licked my fiance's arm while I was sleeping- my answer to his "why?" was that I wanted to make sure he was real. I have no idea what I was dreaming about.

 Last night, I had a dream about a perfect sandwich, and I tried to remind myself to have J. take the loaf of bread out of the freezer when he woke up, so I could make a sandwich.


 I have been dreaming about baby rabbits a lot lately. (In my "awake" state, I'd call them baby bunnies, but when I talk in my sleep I always call them baby rabbits. I tell J. how many I want, I coo over how cute they are, and I name them. They never grow up- I don't lose them, or kill them or anything crazy, but I just always have baby ones.