Figured we need this one for more OT whackiness. Anyway, I had a particularly odd dream last night. I dreamt Manchester United was playing a side of eleven southern accented farmers in overalls. I was on the United squad, which went ahead due to a goal from silver-haired Alan Smith. Then a free kick just outside the box, taken by Rio Ferdinand, he passes it into the box to me, I square it right towards goal to Bette Davis whoc puts it in for a 2-0 win.
Erm, that's kinda random Daniel. How did Bette Davis get involved in all this? Did Rio have his dreadlocks in your dream? Last night, I dreamed that my husband was speaking to me in fluent english (he's still really choppy in reality). It was a little annoying because he kept going on and on and on and on and on Also, I dreamed I cut my hair with one snip of these giant scissors, and it looked really fabulous afterwards.
I really have no idea how Bette Davis played into this. yes Rio had his dreadlocks, although Smith had silver hair, literaly, and Davis in this particular scenario was a blonde. It was just very weird. The other night for example I had a cooler one; My friends and I were taken by helicopter to this island in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night. Turns out many other people were there already, and it looked kind of like a huge private school of some sort, everyone had their dorms, we ate together, etc. Occasionally, we were given drills, like in the army, running up a giant mountain facing obstacles. I remember running up the mountain past my other friends, looking down at my feet the entire time. Once I looked up, this beautiful woman with skintight leather just popped up with a scythe(re-occuring item in my dreams) and chopped my head off. Then she proceeded to kill everyone else with some kind of rusty chain. Then I woke up.
You feel superior to people from the south, hence them being the opposition and you surounding yourself with people whom you respect (United players). Amongst these people whom you respect there was Alan Smith with his silver hair. He's like a knight to you, someone who stands out because of his strength of character. As for Bette Davis, feck knows? maybe you've got a thing for her? You secretly worry that your husband may find it difficult integrating into an American way of life. The fact that he was speaking fluently shows your desire for him to fit in and be happy.A natural concern if there ever was one. You are either currently working towards a long-term goal, or when you do work towards something you feel that the best way to achieve this is "to keep your head down" and just get on with it without letting anything get in the way to distract you. You feel that as soon as you let anything distract you, particularly women then this could prove fatal in letting achieve your aims amd ambitions (reaching the mountain top). Ok, so I just made all that up and don't believe in any psychology/ psycho-babble/ dream interpretation malarkey as alot of it seems to be down to common sense. If you went to so-called professionals you wouldn't get better answers than these, FACT. Dr. RoM's surgery will be in session again sometime soon.
Actually, RoM, that was pretty nifty and I suppose some of those ring true (except for me having a thing for Bette Davis, I'm still perplexed as to why she was in my dream) Anyway, last night, I just had another really odd dream. I was on a small airplane, travelling to Europe with a bunch of friends. I put my really geeky friend and girlfriend in the cargo area to sleep, while I had the nice comfortable first class seats. We were flying over London, and before I know it we crashed onto a highway in the middle of a dense forest. We were all ok, and all stepped out to investigate the area, meanwhile my girlfriend stepped out of the cargo area with Billy Zane (the actor). I stayed put but the rest of my friends went into the forest to explore because they were drawn by some sort of siren, I wasn't with them but I followed them. They reached a giant rock formation with loads of women on them who were luring them in and it was like a magical "Midsummer Night's Dream" kind of scene. All my friends were immediately turned into demons and the pilot then called because the airplane was fixed and ready to go...we took off..and I can't remember anything after that, except going shopping in this expensive European mall where a bunch of little people zombies were watching me from outside.
I'm going to do my best RoM impression with this one. Ahem. You hate Billy Zane and equate his presence with demons. You have some odd fascination with Greek mythology. You think zombies kick ass.
alright, new feature on United podcast, you predict things, is Ruud going to succeed or fail at Real? Will be buy a new player, ever? Is Peter Crouch not really just three people stacked ontop of each other?
Ruud- sadly, succeed Buy a new player- eh? what's that? Crouch- not really, unless you count anorexics as "people"
Ding!! Although it's a little strange that all his talking was annoying me. I guess that's a manifestation of my anxiety for him to adapt. Ok, paging Dr. Freud . . . please explain the dream a had during last season in which I was madly flirting with (and actually attracted to) one dipping scousing Steven Gerrard -- who, in case it even needs to be said, I find utterly repulsive in just about every way imaginable in real life. In the dream, I was hanging out in a club (actually we were all club-hopping) with a bunch of football players, including united players, among them Keano and Ruud -- both of whom, in case my fancies aren't common knowledge, I find utterly gorgeous. This was a particularly strange dream, because I almost never dream about United or even football, so it's not a recurring dream or anything. It does, however, haunt me still. Please help.
Lol, you're just a freak. Hmm, the fact that you left your friend with your g/f shows that you generally trust him with her and her with him. After all he's a geek right? She's not going to want him. It's not for the sage to judge but I'm a little worried that you put her in cargo. I said generally trust because if I'm reading this right, your geeky friend appears to have morphed into Billy Zane sometime during the crash? (Or did he eventually come out too ). Now let's face it, Billy Zane is a good looking-dude, or at the very least could be considered somewhat cool and it appears that he was part of the party that led your friends on to the rocks. It means that you see your friend, or other geeky people like him as no threat to your relationship with your g/f but sometimes have secret anxiety that she might be tempted away by someone you perceive to be either richer, cooler or better looking than yourself. Maybe you're a little insecure in your relationship or the "jealous kind"? Maybe you only trust him because he is such a geek? Women luring your friends in is similar to the last dream where you had your head cut off. Sometimes you feel that women are a distraction that can lead to bad consequences. Zombies outside the mall? IIRC you've mentioned that you're somewhat of an anti-capitalist on here in the past, (apologies of that's incorrect). You regard mall-rats as mindless sheep and malls as places where the brain-dead congregate. Like I said before, just having a laugh with these so no offence meant if I'm way off the mark. Dear god, I thought SirM was messed up. Nah, this one's easy. You were with some footballers that you find attractive (Keane and RVN). The fact that you were flirting with Gerrard, who repulses you means one of two things (or possibly both). Either: 1) You admire Gerrard for his footballing abilities and would welcome him into your group or clique, in this case United. 2) You're not very judgemental and don't choose to hang around with people because they look a certain way. Career advice from the sage - You should seek employment in a recruitment agency/ human resources as a hirer/firer as you are capable of assessing people by what they can bring to the table, rather than just looks and/or personality. You seem a fair-minded person.
very simple, like me, you have a subconscious admiration of Liverpool. RoM - you're right, I am rather insecure and the epidome of the jealous guy. Everyone should start posting their dreams here, I'm really getting a kick out of this. Thanks.
DEFINITELY not. True. But my repulsion for Gerrard is not only physical. Next to the thumbsucker, he's my least favorite scouser. But I think I am a very accepting and open-minded person generally. So, maybe I wanted to include him, despite his bindippertude. Or not.
I am also concerned that you're putting your girlfriend in cargo, but my reading is different. You're losing interest in your girlfriend, and want to do other things that you possibly can't do with her (eg, sit in first class) -- but, you're afraid to put her totally out of your life because you're afraid someone "better" will get her (as if that were possible ). There's probably a related anxiety about not being able to find someone yourself, as evidenced by the fact that you were alienated from everyone else in your dream after that point. Maybe you have some mutual friends that you would lose if the relationship ended, or, less literally, perhaps it would be hard to connect with people. Also, you're anxious about trying a relationship with someone new, who could possibly really hurt you, like the menacing sirens hurt your friends. . . . Of course, things might actually be cool with your gf, and I'm just projecting anxieties on your dream. As to zombies in the mall, no more "Day of the Dead" before you sleep, and no more shopping at Abercrombie.
You're in denial. Always struck me as rather amusing when a shrink says that on tv/ in a movie as there's no real comeback. If you say you're not it kind of proves their point. Looks like you've usurped me as the resident psycho-analyst on here with the interpretration you gave to Sir M, impressive stuff even it hadn't of turned out to be accurate. I know I could never have come up with something like that so think it's time to burn my mythical couch. Might as well put up one of my own dreams, although it probably means I'm just plain desperate and has some parallels to yours as in I found myself doing something I wouldn't normally do. The other night I dreamt that a new girl started at work. Now I work in warehouse where the men are men and the women tend to be rather manly too. Although the new girl wasn't exactly stunning, she wasn't ugly either and was what I'd call "average", whatever that means. Anyway, I get talking to her and I dunno, she just seemed really easy to talk to, funny and a little more intelligent than most of the folk I work with and I'm beginning to feel a connection so decide to ask her out. She agrees to let me take her out but only if I take her to go and watch Man City reserves play on a Saturday afternoon. I'm kind of hesitant to agree to it but also a little smitten with her so reluctantly agree. So I go round to her place to pick her up and it is then when I discover that she still lives with her parents and kid sister and she asks if I wouldn't mind if her dad and sis tagged along as they were huge citeh fans too. I'm like, yeah, great of course they can come. So we're all there in the stadium, me sat next to my date with her kid sister sat on the other side of her, and her dad, who was a big guy sitting a couple of rows back and sort of off to one side. Every time I try talking to her and start to work my charm her dad would stand up and start singing city songs at the top of his voice or her kid sister would just start acting up and being a brat. It got to the point when I was seriously getting pissed off and frustrated with it all and about to give up on trying to woo her when we finally got to talk uninterrupted for a while and ended up kissing. That's about it. LMAO, makes me sound like a little kid or could be something out of a bad romantic comedy/ chick flick. Must be getting soft in me old age.
Stop projecting. It's you who are in denial. Physician, heal thyself. OK, so you seem to be settling. You settle for the girl in the first place, when she's just so-so attractive to you. Also, you hesitate to agree to the terms of the date. And, I don't need to mention the Man City situation, do I? Eventually, when I think you're about to sprint away from her, you say you kissed her. You're attracted to something that isn't what you want or isn't good for you. Further, I would actually connect the dream to work more than relationships, because that's where you met her and since she's kind of a manifestation of your work environment -- a sort of butch woman. It sounds like you might deserve a promotion, a raise, or some other kind of professional recognition that "the man" is not giving you. Fight the power At least, that's what the psych 101 course I took 10 years ago leads me to believe.
