Hello,
Oh the weird dreams I have been having lately.
They have involved zombies,wild animals in my backyard, crazy adventures.
The weather of late has been quite chilly, but very fall like. It is supposed to be rainy for the next two days or so. I was able to get a nice sweat jacket with a hood as well as pair leisure pants...ya know, for lounging.
What should I have lunch?
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 09, 2013
Friday, September 20, 2013
Motorcycle Stunt Fun!
Hello,
I often have wild, crazy dreams.
Last night was no exception.
In my dream, a friend had talked into doing a motorcycle stunt for a rave she was hosting in a warehouse. The warehouse was like a Lowes/Home Depot and was full of empty shelving. Anyways, so the motorcycle stunt was to have my ride the motorcycle, jump off of it, and through a the hoop of a child's basketball net. For some reason, I agree to this stunt. Now, I tell my friend I have never driven/riden a motorcycle before, she tells me not to worry about it and that i'll "figure it out."
On the night of the party, we go to set up the stunt and I find out that I am now the opening act, instead the mid party entertainment. This means I perform first. I was frustrated because that meant I wouldn't be as prepared as I would like to have been. So I put on my costume which is a neon green tight tank top, black pants, and neon green stiletto heels. The costume is to match my motorcycle. And for some reason, in my dream I have all this long, flowing hair and I'm trying to style it in a ponytail high on my head (my sister is there to help). I put on my mascara and I start to mentally plan the stunt.
I'm walking the "route" and notice that the shelves are blocking a direct route to the kiddie hoop. But the party is starting soon and I have to get on the bike and ready myself.
So, the host of this party starts to introduce me and my stunt and I'm revving the motorcycle. Someone behind me hands me a helmet. I remember thinking, "thank god! I almost did this thing without a helmet!" So, I put on the helmet and the host is making a face at me to just go already. I pull off and almost fall off the bike, but I recover and I speed done the aisle, and somehow manage to jump off the bike and through the hoop.
People are cheering and clapping. I don't land on my feet and I have cracked a toenail and it is bleeding, but I am happy I am alive. I don't know how I did it.
The party starts and music is pumping and I'm mingling with the crowd (heading toward my special VIP section) when this tall tattooed, pierced white guy comes up to me and says,"That was awesome! Maybe we can hangout later and you can play with my guts!" I tell him that is gross and that we can hang out but I don't play with guts. Then I continue toward my VIP section picking several folks to come hang with me during the party.
Then I wake up.
Crazy dream, right?!
I often have wild, crazy dreams.
Last night was no exception.
In my dream, a friend had talked into doing a motorcycle stunt for a rave she was hosting in a warehouse. The warehouse was like a Lowes/Home Depot and was full of empty shelving. Anyways, so the motorcycle stunt was to have my ride the motorcycle, jump off of it, and through a the hoop of a child's basketball net. For some reason, I agree to this stunt. Now, I tell my friend I have never driven/riden a motorcycle before, she tells me not to worry about it and that i'll "figure it out."
On the night of the party, we go to set up the stunt and I find out that I am now the opening act, instead the mid party entertainment. This means I perform first. I was frustrated because that meant I wouldn't be as prepared as I would like to have been. So I put on my costume which is a neon green tight tank top, black pants, and neon green stiletto heels. The costume is to match my motorcycle. And for some reason, in my dream I have all this long, flowing hair and I'm trying to style it in a ponytail high on my head (my sister is there to help). I put on my mascara and I start to mentally plan the stunt.
I'm walking the "route" and notice that the shelves are blocking a direct route to the kiddie hoop. But the party is starting soon and I have to get on the bike and ready myself.
So, the host of this party starts to introduce me and my stunt and I'm revving the motorcycle. Someone behind me hands me a helmet. I remember thinking, "thank god! I almost did this thing without a helmet!" So, I put on the helmet and the host is making a face at me to just go already. I pull off and almost fall off the bike, but I recover and I speed done the aisle, and somehow manage to jump off the bike and through the hoop.
People are cheering and clapping. I don't land on my feet and I have cracked a toenail and it is bleeding, but I am happy I am alive. I don't know how I did it.
The party starts and music is pumping and I'm mingling with the crowd (heading toward my special VIP section) when this tall tattooed, pierced white guy comes up to me and says,"That was awesome! Maybe we can hangout later and you can play with my guts!" I tell him that is gross and that we can hang out but I don't play with guts. Then I continue toward my VIP section picking several folks to come hang with me during the party.
Then I wake up.
Crazy dream, right?!
Friday, February 22, 2013
Porn Training Center
Hello,
I must share this wacky dream I had the other night. I dreamt of "Porn Training Center."
Basically, this place is school on how to perform in porn movies. I don't think I was student but I was given a tour of the facility.
There was a floor just for BDSM, there was an all girls wing, and all sorts of places to practice. The practice area for BDSM floor was like gymnasium. The all girls wing practice area reminded of dance studio/spa
The majority of the faculty and staff were white (of course), but they were very excited at the idea of having a black woman join the school as a student. The woman on the All Girls area were very happy to see me and wanted to participate in one the classes. They kept urging me to take my top off and join them on Girl on Girl make out practice session. There was also a class on oral sex and fisting going on in the same area.
On the BDSM floor, the tour guide wanted to know if I would be interested in training to be a Dominatrix. Then things get a little fuzzy in the dream.
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Rise and shine, just waking up or just going to sleep....
I must share this wacky dream I had the other night. I dreamt of "Porn Training Center."
Basically, this place is school on how to perform in porn movies. I don't think I was student but I was given a tour of the facility.
There was a floor just for BDSM, there was an all girls wing, and all sorts of places to practice. The practice area for BDSM floor was like gymnasium. The all girls wing practice area reminded of dance studio/spa
The majority of the faculty and staff were white (of course), but they were very excited at the idea of having a black woman join the school as a student. The woman on the All Girls area were very happy to see me and wanted to participate in one the classes. They kept urging me to take my top off and join them on Girl on Girl make out practice session. There was also a class on oral sex and fisting going on in the same area.
On the BDSM floor, the tour guide wanted to know if I would be interested in training to be a Dominatrix. Then things get a little fuzzy in the dream.
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Rise and shine, just waking up or just going to sleep....
Monday, November 19, 2012
Holiday
Hello.
Today was an easy, breezy day.
I recently did some small shopping. I needed a new nighty and a nice bed robe....an animal print slippers.
My newest obsession are tobacco free electronic hookahs/cigarettes.
I bought my first one in Japan. I'm trying to develop an oral fixation or something.
I haven't had anymore crazy sex dreams about Benedict Cumberbatch and John C. Reilly (that was weird). I still think there was another person in that dream, but who...I'm not really sure.
Today was an easy, breezy day.
I recently did some small shopping. I needed a new nighty and a nice bed robe....an animal print slippers.
My newest obsession are tobacco free electronic hookahs/cigarettes.
I bought my first one in Japan. I'm trying to develop an oral fixation or something.
I haven't had anymore crazy sex dreams about Benedict Cumberbatch and John C. Reilly (that was weird). I still think there was another person in that dream, but who...I'm not really sure.
I need to do more risque photos...don't I?
XOXO
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