I'm going to tell you guys about my dream, but I'll cut it (lj tag) so that its not quite so long and tedious looking.
so... I was vacationing at this hotel/condiminuium at the beach, and I was a boy. anyhow, I killed four girls. one I butchered witha knife, in the back. one I chainsawed (unless I shot her down, I dont remember exactly) one I thought I threw plates at the plates were like frizbees and ended up severing her jugular, but I might have shot her, I dont remember. and then there was a mother and daughter living in a suite thign wiht stairs, and I chased them up and down the stairs and finally ended up locking one in a room where she suffocated to death.
In order to make it look like I didnt do It I had to get rid of the bodies, right? so I would drag them (one of them I carried in my arms) but the other three I dragged, out to the sand in broad daylight. and I'd sit them on the beach and no one would know it was me. but becuase I dragged them their claves cut off, like their calves fell off. and all the flsh inside their calves kinda came out too, until it was only the skin left, which gave what was left of their calves a very deflated look, wiht blood oozing out and everything.
finally the hotel security... or police, I dont remember which one... got a hold of me as I was shooting people down. all they said was something like "We're taking you to a mental hospital". and I thought about that and finally I realized what was wrong. I felt no remorse for killing those girls. none at all. it was a game, I did what had to be done. it was exciting in the case of the mother and daughter suffocating. so I said "ok". and then zaius showed up, and he was wary of me cause I still had a gun in my hand. and then I became a girl again, in my fushia sweater thing. and I said "off the record zaius." so he came closer to hear what I had to say. so I said "Theres somethign wrong with me. I feel no remorse. so I'm going to a mental hospital. but I'll be back. tell everyone I'll come back soon. ok?" and then we hugged and he went away and I guess I went to the mental hospital.
and then I had another dream, a chasing dream, one where either I was chasing someone (though this time I was the hero, trying to stop the bad guy) or I was being chased (by the bad guy). but I dont remember much, all I remember are image clips and feelings. so yeah.
pretty weird, huh?