Mrs. Dean Winchester

Last night, I had a dream that I was married to Dean Winchester.  Not the actor who plays him (Jensen Ackles) but the character himself.  I went to a Christmas party with friends and was mad at Dean for something so I decided I was going to cheat on him.  I went to a website on my phone where you could "buy" an Italian guy who was in prison.  I ordered one and waited for him to be delivered.  I told one of the other girls at the party that I would only keep him if he were cute.  Turned out he was cute (tall, dark curly hair) and really young.  I can't remember his name, but he only spoke a little English.  He came with a note stating what was wrong with him (he had something wrong with his brain that messed up his balance or something) and, unbeknownst to me, developed a crush on another girl at the party.  Somehow, Dean found out about all this and said he was swinging by.  I panicked and told everyone to say that the Italian guy was the new dishwasher I hired.  Dean came and was making his rounds at the party and guilt overwhelmed me.  I ran up to him while he was talking, put my hands on his waist, and said, "Dean, can I talk to you for a moment?"  He said yeah and we walked away from the party.  I started crying and hugging him, the realization that I was married to freakin' Dean Winchester finally sinking in, and apologized for my stupid moment.

My Supernatural dream

I got caught up on the new Supernatural episode last night, which in turn fueled a weird dream.  Satan had taken over a warehouse and stationed himself in the center via spider webs.  As if that weren't creepy enough, he was surrounded by every kind of monster known to man and they were killing all the humans.  Someone cut a small piece of Satan's leg or pants off to make Sam meld into him (Sam was originally Satan's vessel) and something else happened to Dean, I can't remember.  Anyway, there was no one to save us from Satan.  There was a restaurant in the warehouse and Satan cast a spell over it to make it look normal.  A group of heroes (probably absorbed from my playing Diablo III last night as well) traveled to the warehouse to defeat Satan.  They knew how to kill all the various monsters and they did, but some of the monsters were kids.  There was a separate monster fight where I was fighting, too, but it was very disjointed and complicated; I don't remember much of it, other than it was husbands killing their new brides.  The heroes made it to the floor with the restaurant and they walked into the trap Satan had lain.  Most of them died.

Not sure what happened after that, but suddenly we were in a war and Crowley (the "king" of hell) was on our side (kinda like the episode I watched.)  People were out to kill him and I was sad because I liked him.  There was also some side business of my trying to find a new house to live in and then moving everything in and decorating.  I ended up at a hotel where we were all gathered to prepare for the war.  They caught Crowley, but I created a distraction so he could get away.

The next thing I know, we were headed to a cave where it was rumored Dean had been.  The cave floor was covered in wet sand and I found a digital camera half-buried.  There were pictures and videos of Dean, but he still didn't believe he had been there, because the rumor was he had run away with another man.  Somehow, this other man found out where Dean was and wanted to join him in the "alternate" world (I guess, TV world?)  His family from the real world was chasing him and he shot them with a grenade launcher.

Tornado

I had a wonderful dream last night.  Why was it wonderful?  I'm not sure.  Me and a group of friends were at the beach and a hurricane was coming.  (Well, because it was the shore, it should've been a hurricane,) but in my dream I saw a twister.  We were standing really close to it and rain was pouring down, but people were still walking around and going about their business.  Just as the twister was going to hit us, it dissipated.  We started walking down the main street to a restaurant and we spotted another one.  Hurriedly, we rushed into the nearest eatery (which was full) and were seated.  I remember thinking, "The ocean is right at our back, we are in a lot of danger," but I wasn't scared.  My ex-best friend was there and she ordered a strawberry margarita.  I ordered one too (not to be out done) and the two other girls with us got ginger ale.  The owner of the restaurant waited on us and he asked for our I.D.  He made a comment that he was glad we were over 21 and not joking about the drinks because he'd have to go back to the kitchen and change the order and it gave them problems with their taxes (?).  But our two friends left before the drinks came because they wanted to get somewhere safer.  I looked around and saw everyone else eating normally in the restaurant and said, "We're safe here.  This is the safest place.  Everyone else is here because it's safe."  They left anyway and I was stuck wondering what I was going to talk to my ex-bff about.

I seem to have a lot of dreams about her, actually.  Where she'll call me up out of the blue and want to hang out.  That's happened before, when we had our smaller fights.  This dream was probably brought on by my seeing her facebook posts about being hungover and such...and she has a kid now.

I could punch someone.  There's just so many things not right with the world.  Everyone and their sister can get pregnant but me.

A week of dreams (draft, half-post)

This week has been full of weird dreams.  Last night I dreamt a lot about murderers.  Also, ocassionally I dream about State College; mostly that I'm trying to get there (for some unknown reason).  It happened again last night.  I was trying to take a train because the highway didn't take you right into State College.  Then I was at school (I revisit Calvary Baptist a lot in dreams) and some special event was going on.