bizarre dreams

[mamajoan]

xochiquetzl's post about her dream reminded me that I had a very odd dream the other night too.

I was back at college and living in a dorm. They were holding a big event out on the quad, the purpose of which was that a huge crowd of students were all going to get together and sit on the grass and masturbate for world peace. (I blame this part on katemonkey who recently posted the link to www.globalgasm.com. As twisted as my subconscious may be, it did not in fact invent the concept of masturbating-for-peace.)

Anyway, it was a big deal with a fun festival-like atmosphere, and I knew that a lot of people were going to be doing it, including tiggrrl and her boyfriend (who may have been devafall or possibly the guy who actually was her boyfriend when we were roomies in RL). Anyway, I was waffling about whether I wanted to participate in the event or not. I was hanging out in my dorm room, wearing a towel around my waist and a shirt, trying to decide. At one point I looked out the door into the hallway and saw a couple of guys I knew. They were walking very quickly up the stairs. I yelled out the nickname of one of them, and he said hi but kept going. I think the implication was that they were getting ready for the big jerkoff.

So I dithered some more, and I ended up going down to the quad. There were *lots* of people, sitting around on the grass (some on towels or picnic blankets), and a guy with a microphone was entertaining them while they waited for the moment to arrive. He was the same guy who would be "leading" the event once it got started. After a moment of surveying the crowd, I decided that I needed something from my room, so I went to get it -- all the while thinking that if I was lucky I would get back just as the event was ending, and then I would have an excuse for why I didn't participate. And that's exactly what happened. I roamed around my room a bit, found whatever I was looking for, and returned to the event just as the male participants were letting loose huge fountains of semen, which I had to dodge. I looked around and kind of went "I missed it, oh well, that's too bad," and felt a little guilty, and then tiggrrl and her boyfriend came over, carrying their picnic blankets and raving about what a great experience the whole thing had been.

Man, I've had some weird dreams in my time, but this one might take the cake.

I know I had another weird one last night, but I can't remember it well enough to recount. Maybe it'll come back to me later.