>>10 Enjoy your drug-induced nightmare-free sleep
Haha, wrong on that count.
Night before last, I dreamed that the Cracky-chan community was like the TV show LOST, and we were the people on the island, and "Gary" was Benjamin Linus, and Suede was John Locke, and I was by a lake and there was a man in cracky makeup who approached on a boat and told me he needed to take me somewhere, and he took me inside some kind of facility where there were a bunch of guys in white lab coats who had been studying us all like animals, and some of them were frightened that one of us had been brought inside the facility. I saw a number of them approaching me, and then it got weird.
Last night, I dreamed I was at some kind of summer camp, and we were studying camels, and there were a bunch of them that we had to feed/wash/etc, and at one point we were trying to identify the alpha female's mate by leading another female among the herd to see which male the alpha female would block the other female from getting close to. Then they needed one camper to be taken to a medical researcher at a university to have his knee x-rayed as part of a study to determine if human knees and camel knees are the same, and I got volunteered somehow. One of the camp directors drove me a long way at night to the medical school at a university somewhere, and to get to this researcher's lab, we had to go down, down, down through multiple levels of basements and musky, leaky corridors... it took forever to get there. Eventually I was taken to a small, crude medical lab and was told that somebody would need to cut my knee in a certain way first to get the x-ray they needed... it took them a long time to find someone to cut my knee, and all this time I had my laptop with me, and I was trying to write an e-mail or IM to someone, but it was taking a long time for some reason. I realized I didn't even know what state I was in, but then I saw a postcard sitting on a table nearby and I picked it up and realized I was in New Jersey. I started frantically typing something into my laptop and just as I was hitting enter someone took it away from me so I don't know if it went through. A black nurse was there to jam a needle deep into my knee so they could do the x-ray they needed. She asked me which knee I wanted to use and I changed my mind several times before deciding on my left one. I closed my eyes. I didn't feel any pain when the needle hit, but I found myself losing consciousness, paralyzed, terrified, and as I slipped out of consciousness I heard the laughter-filled voice of a little girl. Then everything got really, really weird.
I hate dreams so much.