For the last week I have been trying to keep a diary of my dreams. For the most part I have been successful. There were a few days I could not remember what I had dreamt about the previous night. My descriptions below are quick notes taken when I woke up in the morning. Because of this they may not be complete sentences or make much sense.
Sat June 25: I was superman who was afraid to fly. World was ending. I was not able to save anyone. People died.
Mon June 27: At a Duran-Duran concert near a river or lake. An alligator got loose and started attacking and killing people. I went to the food court and had a snack.
Tues June 28: Neighbors thought I was spying on their wives. They tried to kill me. I blew up the complex.
Wednesday June 29: Pet dog gave birth to puppies. I lost each puppy. Dog killed me.
Sat July 2: Friends were hunting me. I hid from them and then killed them one by one.
Tues July 5: Bought a kitten. I liked it. I set San Francisco on fire and burned the entire city down.
Wednesday July 6: Was out grocery shopping with Top Cruise. He tried to convert me to scientology. I killed him.
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I once dreamed that I encountered Katie Couric when she was still on the Today show.
I was squirting her in the face with a spray can and she was screaming.
I read the label, which said "WD40 stops annoying squeaks."
So I kept spraying until she shut up.
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