I had a dream this morning, right before the phone woke me up. I dreamt I was back with an ex of mine, who I just saw by chance on Friday night. My dream was getting SO good, when the stupid phone started ringing. And then I realized I was just dreaming.
I tend to do this a lot, dream about me getting back together with ex’s. I hope this is normal.
Oh, I also saw the Matrix last night, for the first time. Very cool!
“I am so smart, I am so smart, s-m-r-t, i mean s-m-a-r-t”
I understand completely. Very unfortunately, my wakings seem to coincide almost perfectly with dreaming of changing positions. 
I had a dream this morning (I’ve been working second shift) that I was up for a great job, but would be out of the running if I couldn’t locate my boss from two years ago. I was frantically trying to track this guy down in Seattle, and I couldn’t even remember his name.
I graduated USMC boot camp 16October 1998, and I still have the same re-occuring dream:
Some how I end up back in boot camp as a recruit, but retain the knowlege that I have already earned the title Marine. After a few attempts at telling my Drill instructors that I am in fact not a recruit, it becomes obvious that they don’t care. So the torture starts a-new…
The really wierd part is that the Barracks in my dreams are the same as the actual ones, but eveything else about boot camp changes. Once we were at my High School, once we were at work, and other times its been in those strange dreamlands that are a combination of sugar coated moutains and dancing purple elephants.
But the Drill Instructors are always the same. I am always there because of some paperwork screw-up. And no matter how hard I try to explain, no one cares that I shouldn’t be there.
The worst part is the endings. It always ends with me failing. Usually its something like a Hump, or a 5 mile run. I fall down. I can’t get up. No one helps, they just burry me as the step on me and keep on going. At this point I wake up and remember that I am one of the “gifted” that remember ever dream.
What would Fraud say?
“We’re surrounded? Good, that means we can fight them in every direction!” -Lewis B. “Chesty” Puller- Greatest Marine ever.
Now there’s a Freudian slip if ever I heard one.
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(sig line courtesy of WallyM7)
Or is Fruade? I have no clue how to spell his name.
Hey, my first simul-post!!!