Growing up, I had a recurring dream about being chased by the Communists who'd taken over America.

Wolverines!

My long-playing nightmares include a foreign study trip for which I am unprepared, not packed, and late to the airport; cutting my hair, and committing adultery.

You have nightmares about cutting your hair, Betsy?

Scrappy always has the good sex dreams. I think she's worked through her laminated list at least five times by now.

I used to have the guerilla warfare type dreams that askye mentioned. My school was usually invaded and we were running around shooting at each other.

On the plus side, I used to regularly have dreams where I could fly. Or more properly float. When I inhaled I would rise up, and then I would slowly drift down and then I'd push off the ground and go sailing up into the air well above tree level. It was really fun.

For me, though, the most uncomfortable dreams are the ones in which I have sex with someone I actually know IRL, and then once I've woken up and I see them the next day, I am convinced that they must know.

This alone is probably more information than I need to share, or you people need to know, but I've had a couple of different dreams about having sex with married Buffistas that I've met IRL.

I won't say who, because that's just too much. I feel weird even sharing that much, because I do care about the people invovled.

Learning to drive freed me from my trapped in cars anxiety dream.

The nightmare I had most often as a child involved being trapped in a moving car, usually with my sister, so it was more than just me at stake, and NOBODY WAS BEHIND THE WHEEL! I had to try and get over the very high bench seat, and then figure out how to operate the vehicle, except my legs weren't long enought to reach the pedals.

Very scary.

I have lots of very vivid dreams about flying, they are very cool.

The dreams I hate are ones where something bad is coming after me, but I can't move.

but I've had a couple of different dreams about having sex with married Buffistas that I've met IRL.

::glares at Sean::

I think the only sex dreams I've had in the last five years have been about Buffistas. Probably about five, never the same person twice.

The nightmare I had most often as a child involved being trapped in a moving car, usually with my sister, so it was more than just me at stake, and NOBODY WAS BEHIND THE WHEEL! I had to try and get over the very high bench seat, and then figure out how to operate the vehicle, except my legs weren't long enought to reach the pedals.

I still have dreams like this.

The dreams I hate are ones where something bad is coming after me, but I can't move.

Oh, those are awful. Especially if they are followed by the dream where I think I've woken up but I still can't move (or scream) and, yes, something bad is still coming. Hate that.

Oh Sean, I've totally had sex dreams about various Buffistae (of both genders, I might add. I don't think it's anything to worry about.

You have nightmares about cutting your hair, Betsy?

Yip. Paging Dr. Freud...

but I've had a couple of different dreams about having sex with married Buffistas that I've met IRL.

::glares at Sean::

Yeah, stop having sex dreams about Hec, Sean. You REM-state homewrecker! Plus, you'll upset JZ.