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So, about two nights ago I had a pair of unsettling dreams. They weren’t nightmares, but I guess they were scary enough to make me wake up. Well, one of them.

First, some background. There’s this old NES game called Uninvited that was ported from a mac game (I totally didn’t know this until I just looked it up). It’s a pretty simple point and click game where you’ve happened upon a strange mansion and spooky things pop up everywhere. It’s actually kind of scary, especially the part where the ghost that looks like Scarlet o’ Hara rips you to shreds if you talk to her.

My dream was that I was sort of in this world. I dunno if I was playing the game, or actually in it. The point and click interface was there, regardless. I was walking around the house, and I knew that there was some kind of monster on top of the stairs. The plan would be that I’d go up the stairs, see the monster, run down and then spray it with some sleep spray or something. But the first time I just used the spray without going up the stairs and I think it killed me.

So the second time (I guess I was playing the game), I went up the stairs and I don’t really remember what happened next. I remember the whole experience of playing Uninvited to be quite freaky, so this translated into the dream as well. At the time the game did have a pretty strong effect on my mental state. While it wasn’t a full blown nightmare, it did wake me up and I had to assure myself I wasn’t being eaten by a ghost or something.

Oh, and the other dream I had the same night was that the old Lobos runningback, Dontrell Moore, had some kind of genetic disease and was going to die. I have no idea why I dreamed about that…

So I had this weird dream last night that I was auditioning for American Idol. I haven’t been watching the show this season, but I guess that it somehow seeped its way into my subconscious mind (actually, I think it’s probably because my friend Mark asked me if I was watching it).

I was in a group of about 30 or so people auditioning. First, we took a tour of the American Idol facilities (which I don’t really think exist). They mainly consisted of empty rooms and hallways. It was sort of like a cross between Costco and a warehouse.

After the tour, they split up the guys and the girls (just like in the show!) and the girls auditioned first. They all went into the audition room together. Whenever a girl would walk out of the room, you could hear music (it was sort of like a rock concert in there). The guys’ turn came up, but unlike the girls, we had to go one by one.

It was at this point that I realized I was auditioning for American Idol, and should probably figure out what I was going to sing. I wasn’t really thinking about it before. As my turn grew nearer and nearer, the only song I could think to sing was “Isn’t She Lovely?” by Stevie Wonder, but I didn’t want to do that because everyone sings that! Plus I only know the first 6 words… I was also thinking of singing a weird Of Montreal song that would totally confuse the judges.

My friends started calling me on my cell phone, and I was like, “not now, I have figure out what I’m gonna sing for my American Idol audition!” They were excited, but I think they still just wanted to talk about their own stuff.

Next thing I know, I’m at home reading my email, and my friend sends me a message saying that he saw my audition on American Idol. This is in the strange chronology of my narrative dream. I don’t remember actually auditioning, but I guess I did… Anyway, there’s a link in the email to the video clip! Before I got a chance to click on it to watch myself audition (for the first time), I woke up. I guess I’ll never know whether I made it or not…

I had this dream that I was shaving, with my electric shaver as always, and about halfway through the shave, the battery ran out! It was really stressful, because for some reason I was in a hurry (class or something), and now I would be late + only half my face would be shaven! I didn't really think to plug the shaver in. Anyway, when I woke up this morning I made sure to charge my shaver so something terrible like that doesn't really happen. I was curious as to what me dream meant (beside being a ghost of November 28 future), so I looked up shaving on dreemmoods.com. So apparently it means that:

To dream that you are shaving, suggests that you are making a minor
life-changing decision. Some aspect of your daily routine is being
altered. Alternatively, it may represent your severe attitude or self-
punishment.

Of course, it could just mean that I didn't shave all Thanksgiving weekend, and that I need a shave right now!