A couple nights ago I dreamed up some fucked up shit. I was helping my parents with something (can't remember what it is) and I saw a giant spider on the floor. I was alarmed, but not surprised, since it's common to see them in Arizona where my parents live. I then said out loud that there's a huge spider by the doorway, and my parents told me not to kill it because it was their pet. At the point I saw the spider, it was about the size of a medium sized cookie. It was hairy, and brown.

Some time goes by, and each time I look over at the spider it grew in size. I wasn't really alarmed at all anymore by the sight of it, despite it getting larger every time I look over at it. It seemed to want to make friends with me or something. I saw it open its mouth; but something was different about it... It had the mouth sort of like a dog or a cat!

The spider was now the size of... say... about a large serving platter. It wanted to play-bite me, like a small puppy would. I was playing with the spider this way for a while until my parents needed help with something. I then decided that "I wasn't going to do any more chores when I'm dreaming so I'm waking the hell up".

I had a dream I bought a bluish-purple Lamborghini. I dunno how the fuck I got the money, but throughout all of my dreams last night I was driving that badass machine around. I thought I was the coolest person ever. I took people for rides everywhere.

And then I woke up and was suffering from dream rage for a while.