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My first dream blog here- whoo hoo!

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I have been writing for years. I started a dream blog on Myspace a long time ago. I will post some of my dreams here. I dream about the same guy a lot. I call him DREAM GUY. This guy I do know in person but I haven't spoken to him in a year. lol We go on dream/astral adventures together and he has also got me out of trouble. I have numerous blogs about things we have done together which a lot of it can't be on this forum. Hahaha! I will edit those parts out and just write basics. This blog below happened last night.

This dream was weird and hot near the end. It started out that I was in a sculpture class, some type of art. I started getting to know and hanging out with people. This Indian guy was my roommate.

I made friends with this closet gay guy from my class. He had the hots for another guy. He was going nutz about it. I was with a bunch of people including a guy that looked like the singer from the band Queens of the stonage (QOTSA). (it was DREAM GUY- but he looked more similar to that band member). lol Anyway, this gay guy wanted to ask out the guy he liked. We saw him finally do it and it turned out the guy he liked wasn't gay. Awwwwww! He was just fem. The object of that guys affection was married.

After we found that out I tried to console the gay dude. The QOTSA guy and I decided to leave and got in a car. We sat and chatted about people in the dream as the car was going. I got out this food. One package was from QOTSA dude. The food was these fruit apple pies or something. I ate it. Before we got out of the car he asked how was my operating system? I said ok. I wondered why is he asking about my computer? I don't have any computer ____ with me.

This is not part of the dream- FREAKY PART- when I woke up my desktop computer was messed up. hmmmmmmmmm. It wasn't before I went to bed. The screen was black with the words talking about my operating system having errors.

Back to the dream--

We were in a bedroom. It was bunk beds.. lol He was naked in the covers on the bottom bunk. The was a white blanket covering him. I was drawing this religious scene. It was Jesus with two disciples. I started painting the figures white. The QOTSA guy was telling me to come and lay down with him. I was hesitating. I wasn't sure if I wanted to. When I got in the bed he was telling me that the Indian roommate guy liked me as much the gay guy liked the straight dude. I was like what? I was trying to remember the Indian guy again. Then he says - I like the roommate thing we have going. What is that supposed to mean? I got under the covers and we started making out. I really felt it. The taste of his lips and mouth. The pressure of his body on me. I even tasted garlic on his breath.

He stopped making out with me but acted like he liked the kissing. I asked why did he stop? I asked does my breath stink? I taste garlic, I know we had something to eat with garlic in it. He said no that wasn't it. He said that he was tired and had to get up soon. Suddenly I was naked and he was drooling over me rubbin my back. I started feeling self conscious and grabbed a white shirt to put on. I woke up.

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