Dreams...Not to Be Confused with the Dreamtime

This is a completely random post highlighting some of the weirder dreams I have been subjected to recently (mostly during the flyering week because I haven’t remembered the later ones). 

1.       Daniel Craig is Watson, some random person is Sherlock (although Watson is really running the show) and I am some mysterious helper person who solves a murder that happened in the Upper Floor Humanities room at the Northwest School (it had something to do with the old bathrooms and the evidence was in this mark on the door jam that no one else noticed)

2.       I have a younger sister who is suddenly into voodoo and I have to stop her, but she sets up this elaborate booby trap thing that I have to survive, sort of like Buffy mixed with the Hunger Games

3.       At some point before the whole voodoo thing happened, Benedict Cumberbatch came over for dinner and we chatted about what was going to happen in the next Sherlock episodes (unfortunately I don’t remember)

4.       I join the cast of the New Girl, which is rather weird since I’ve only seen half an episode, but we are living in a house on the beach and Zoey Deschanel is helping me with my wardrobe before I take a walk along the coast

5.       I am one of the chickens in Chicken Run (complete with claymation and the nerdy Scottish chicken complaining about “thrrrrrrust”) and help us escape in our plane, although the second time the dream replays I’m in a pond with a friend and we escape in a van…it was a lot more vague

6.       I’m doing a group project that has something to do with tubes and soil and glow-in-the-dark goo, but we haven’t prepared out presentation yet and we’re stressed about when we’re going to do it…also at some point in between one class and the next I end up in a museum at night with a flashlight and all these creepy masks 

7.       Gar there was another good one that I can’t remember…

Anyway I don’t know why all the celebrities turned up, since they don’t usually infiltrate my dreams. Daniel Craig at least makes sense, since there are tons of Skyfall posters all over the city, and I saw them all the time when I was flyering. But the others are just weird…