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I am the queen of anxiety dreams!

Aug. 25th, 2006 | 12:14 pm
posted by: mildred_strange in mildreds_dreams

Last night I spent the whole night dreaming about work at the bookstore. Monday is the first day that they're not allowing anyone in the bookstore and it will be my job to take book lists and find the books for students.
In my dream my first list of the day only had three items on it. The first one was a sword, for some reason, and the other two were books. It took me an hour to gather the three items, mainly because the sword was Excalibur, and I had to basically go on a mission to aquire it. Regardless, my supervisor was none too happy that it took an hour.
After that the dreams were just getting books and messing up.

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From a plane, to a dream.

Aug. 23rd, 2006 | 11:24 am
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I had a dream about Isis (my snake, not the Goddess). Two dreams actually.

the first one involved Richard, the guy I do stuff for MAC for. He is hugely afraid of snakes, to the extent that I have to cover Isis' tank every time he comes over. In the dream we both forgot, and on his way out, I noticed a snake on the railing of the stairs (Isis likes to wrap herself around the railing). I mentioned it to him and said if he wanted to go into the bedroom to be out of view, I would put her back in her tank. As I was watching him go into the bedroom I noticed that Isis was alread in her tank. I turned around and saw the snake on the stairs coming towards me. It was a huge cobra. as it got near me I freaked out and stomped on it's head. Thinking I had killed it, I relaxed a little, but then felt bad. Turns out the blow to the head just stunned it. It got really mad and went down the hall towards the kitchen, where Twig was. Twiggy started hissing and swatting at it, which made me afraid that the cobra would kill him. I took a knife from the knife block and tossed it across the room at the cobra. I hit it and killed it.

The second dream was this:
I went to take Isis out of the tank to play with her, and I noticed that she was taking up a lot more room than usual. When I took her out I realised it was because there were two other large snakes in the tank with her. One was an orange coloured one, with similar markings as Isis, but all orange. The other was black with a yellow belly. I had no idea where these other snakes came from, and I didn't want Isis to get hurt but other snakes, so I took her out of the tank and had to go buy a new one. I woke up from the dream before I could do research on what kind of snakes they were, and whether they were poisonous or not.

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Dream about Sampson

Aug. 21st, 2006 | 02:21 am
posted by: mildred_strange in mildreds_dreams

I had a dream about Sampson the other night. He was my dog growing up. He died when I was 17. I was the only one home, and I think he had a stroke. It was pretty traumatic, since I grew up with him, he was sort of like a brother. He was a beautiful, pure bred german sheperd. Absolutly beautiful. I still to this day have not seen a GS that compares to him. And he had the best personality I've ever seen in a dog.

Anyways, the dream was really simple. He was still alive, and we were wandering around the city together, sitting in parks, having fun. I even took him on a bus, which was funny, because he wanted to sit at my feet, but he was way too big too. I laughed a what a silly pup he was.
It's amazing how such a simple dream can be so heart breaking.

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dream about gorey_ballerina

Aug. 15th, 2006 | 12:14 pm
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I'm going to shorten her name to G for the sake of time.

In the dream, G and I are talking online about this, that and the other, when I mentioned a visit. She said in December, when her work is done she'll come up and visit. She then added laughing, that her work is never fully done, but it will be slower in December.
We start talking about the variuos places to go, and shopping, when she asks if nocturnalia still has off-the-rack clothing. I tell her not really, and asked what she was looking for. And this is what she described to me:
A dress, resembling that of a mountain shepherdess, with a long full skirt, but with sections that could be torn away, as if they got caught on branches and rocks while running through the mountains. It was a really cool idea, and I was looking forward to making it. Maybe one day I will.

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Work dream

Aug. 11th, 2006 | 12:59 am
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I've been doing a lot of things for MAC cosmetics lately, and last weekend I was bombarded with masks for some instore promotion (I had make chokers for them a couple weeks earlier). How does this relate to dreaming? Well, I worked a total of 30 hours over two and a half days, along with an eight hour shift from a friend. On Sunday I had planned on waking up early to finnish things before the guy I work for got back from Montreal. I ended up waking up at 1pm, after waking up at 7am, deciding it was too early, and going back to sleep. The problem was that I was dreaming about making masks. My dream was simply me, sitting in the spot I'd been in for the past few days, glue gun on, double sided tape at hand, sticking feathers onto masks. At one point in the dream I had finnished everything, but then discovered there was one that I'd forgotten (which ended up happening after I had finnished in the waking world). I woke up very un-relaxed, since I'd just spent the last little dreamy time dreaming about what I was supposed to be doing.

I let work get under my skin far too easily.

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FAT anxiety dreams, take 2

Jul. 25th, 2006 | 09:52 am
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Another Alternative Fashion Week dream last night. This one got really violent.

I got a rejection letter from the organizers of the show. They said that they two images I submitted were too intense. I for some reason submitted my Fashion Cares dress, along with a picture I did submit which was my tutu and straight jacket. The letter said that the drawings I submitted could maybe be used in a future show, if I used softer colours, and drapier fabrics. They suggested yelllows and orange. My collection has a definite black and white theme, with the exception of one dress which is trimmed in red. I decided to go and have a chat with the organizers. I explained to them the idea of a themed collection, and that changing what I did would take away that theme. They still didn't budge on my rejection. So I started yelling, stating that one of the dresses had been used in Fashin Cares. Their response to that was "oh yeah, that was the red whore dress, right? That's too riskee for us, being a whore dress and all". I had a water bottle that I threw at the person's head. It bounced right off, but the water bottle split in two. It went on like this with me having a tantrum, saying that if it were an established business with a store front, they'd never ask them to change the designs. I've had many experiences in my life where I've gotten mad and started yelling. This dream was like that in that everyone was laughing at me being mad, which made me even more mad, which made them laugh harder.

I couldn't understand why "ALTERNATIVE" fashion week wouldn't accept my designs, because they were too edgy (which they're not).

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Jul. 24th, 2006 | 11:12 pm
posted by: mildred_strange in mildreds_dreams

I, the Queen of anxiety dreams, have already started having bad dreams about Alternative Fashion Week. It's not untill Oct, and I don't even know if my collection's been accepted yet. Here's my dream from last night (perhaps inspired by the massive dress on the dress form at the foot of my bed).

We're at the final runway show, and I'm going over with the girls how I want them to walk, and act. I wanted them to walk slowly, with only one person on the runway at a time, looking distant. The music starts, and it's wrong. It's some sort of upbeat, pop stuff, totaly wrong with my Bedlam theme. The girls go into default model mode upon hearing the music, and start strutting it, all confidence, and once one girl reaches the end, another one goes out. Having only 7 outfits the show goes by VERY quickly. So I walk out once all the girls have gone, wearing my outfit, and for some reason I'm wearing abusdly huge heels. I walk to the end of the runway, but my brain doesn't register that it's the end, and I go barreling over the edge of the catwalk. Into the audience.

I'm pretty sure at that point I forced myself awake. Thank the gods I'm not involved in fashion in a bigger way. I'd never sleep.

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anxiety dreams about work

May. 31st, 2006 | 10:18 am
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In the first dream I got an email from the head of wardrobe at the Opera, to all the potential candedates saying who got the job, and who didn't. At first, I was in the list of people who did get it, but when I called to thank her, it turns out I didn't actually get it, she put my name in the wrong place.

In the second dream I'm being told in person. They told me that they didn't think I was qualified to work for the Opera. They said that my sewing abilities were shoddy. I pointed out in despiration that I'm making something for fashion cares. They said that didn't matter, but they had other jobs available though them. The one they were going to give me was guarding rooms that they have at the Royal York, because the crime rate had gotten higher since they were given those room. Also, Toronto looked like Halifax.

I'm going to call the head of wardrobe now.

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May. 20th, 2006 | 12:07 pm
posted by: mildred_strange in mildreds_dreams

It's been a while, but working a job from hell means I don't remeber my dreams.

This is one from the other night:
I was at an interveiw at the Canadian Opera Company, with the head of wardrobe. (yes, this is an anxiety dream). I don't have a portfolio, and the head of wardrobe is really unimpressed by this. I swear up and down to her that I can sew, and I offer her a list of references. This is a stupid idea because I don't have any of their numbers on me. I so grab a peice of paper, and start writing down the names of people who would be references for sewing, and I start to try to remeber their phone numbers. I end up handing her a crumpled piece of paper and tell her I'll email her their phone numbers.

This is one from tonight:
I bought a diner. I tried to make it just a normal restaurant, and conference room, but it doesn't generate business. It also has rats and needs to be over hauled. I decide that it has to be a 50's themed diner, and start auditioning people to play various roles in the diner. I have no concern whether or not its clean, I just want the theme to be right.

I also had a dream last night, but I don't remember the details of, but it scared me so much that I almost wasn't able to fall back asleep in the early morning light.

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wedding dream

Apr. 30th, 2006 | 07:30 am
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I'm getting married in my dream, but I don't know who my groom is. It was sort of a last minute decision, and it's going to take place in my parents living room with just the family and anyone we can wrangle at the last minute. I start going through my phone book to see if there's anyone in or around Newmarket who could get there. I remeber that Peter is visiting Aurora for the weekend, so I call him up, tell him I'm getting married, and because I think he needs extra insentive, tell him that my sister is making vegan desserts. Sadly, he can't make it. I never did actually get married in mt dream, but there was lots of choas of a last minute wedding. It was kind of nice, and thrilling.

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