praying Womantis

I dreamed I was in my room, in bed.  I heard rustling so I got up to turn on the lights, and everything was blurry.  I didn't have my glasses, but there was a tangle of furry brown and shiny black tumbling around on the floor.  I was looking for my glasses, careful to avoid the wrestling tangle, and I dropped my glasses between the wall and the bed.  I pulled the bed out and looked for them, but the floor was full of broken pieces of glasses.  Then I heard a woman screaming, like WTF is going on in my room!?!?!?!?  I grabbed some mismatched pieces of glasses and assembled a new pair, and when I looked the tangled mess had stopped wrestling, it was a big fukn tarantula and a black widow, like small dog sized.  They were just staring at my door with their many shiny black eyes.  Then the woman screamed again, from my doorway, and when I looked there was not a woman there, but a praying mantis as tall as me standing there, eerily still except its eyes scanning around the room.  I wanted to hug the tarantula, then the fukn mantis screamed again and I woke up like FUCK MAN!! UuuUUGgghHH that sucked!!!

steel Spaghetti

I dreamed I was in a mobile home.  I was there with an ex-girlfriends' family.  I felt out of place yet I was welcomed. It was night out, the family was getting ready for bed.  I was to sleep on the couch, so I stretched out to relax.  They had a fluffy cat, who jumped on me and walked up and down my belly. I pet it, speaking to it like "Hi! What's your name? You sure like brushing your tail on my face..  You smell too."  Then the cat walked onto my neck and face, how rude.  I was about to get up and displace it when it accidently stepped in my mouth, I choked and coughing spooked it away.  So, I again stretched out to sleep, but there was hair in my mouth.  It started with wiping my tongue against my lips and making "pfft pfft" sounds, then taking wads out with my fingers.  It intensified, I was choking on hair, which turned whisker like.  Then to wire, then to thin strips of metal.  It became stuck, like I was slurping a wad of spaghetti, but it was twisty, tangled, bent strips of metal.  It tasted like iron and bitter, pervasive, dehydrating oil.  My ex's mom was outside and she seen me struggling through the window.  She looked horrified, then her son was beside her.  He shut her eyes and dragged her away.  He angrily came inside, accusing me of being a demon or something.  I tried to explain that the cat stepped inside my mouth, but I couldn't speak with so much metal hanging out my gullet.  He put his arms around me and lifted me up easily, I was surprised he did.  He pressed me against a wall, then grabbed the metal and tried to pull it out with his other hand holding my forehead.  It hurt a lot, I became bewildered with anger.  I wanted to catch his chin with my palm, just to end the pain, but I was paralyzed, the only thing I could do was bite down harder on the metal.  That's all I remember.