Imprisoned

The beginning of the dream where I'm a criminal mastermind is kind of blurry, but I was apart of some sort of team possibly for bank robberies and we had killed some people, I want to say 3. So then we are being hunted by the cops and we're trapped in this building and someone on my team decides to set off an explosion to distract them while we make a get away however, I end up to close to the bomb and fall down and am consequently arrested. There was no trial or anything I was just going to jail but jail turned out to be this awesome house, it was all redone and fancy not huge but roomy and basically it was like I was under house arrest. I had a designated carer who seemed nice enough. So I'm just living in this house day after day, nothing too exciting but I seem happy enough. And then they even let me have friends visit I'm just not allowed to leave. Eventually I'm allowed into the garden but that's about as far as I get and then the dream kinda changes and peters off.

Ice wedding

29/06/2011: Waning Crescent, 4% full.

I had a dream where I was marrying Jess H./Sarah T./Erin, but not because we loved each other. It was more a really long, extended joke. I wasn't involved with the planning at all, and was the groom. Jess was my bride before the wedding, Sarah after the ceremony and Erin when it came time to cut the cakes and party.

For some reason we were holding the wedding on an ice skating rink. When it came time for the bridal walk, instead there was an ice skating show of the 'bridesmaids' in their own wedding dresses, and my bride (not sure who it was at this stage) skated out with her father.

Then the ceremony was over and Sarah and I were getting congratulated by our parents and skating around the rink, talking to people in the first row.

Then it was time to cut the cake. The cakes had already been cut and people had started to eat them, but we hadn't done the ceremonial cutting of them. Erin had a brown slab cake (coffee? chocolate?) and I had a really high, round layered cake of white chocolate cream and chocolate cake, that later turned into a plain cake. The cakes had already been sliced, so we just ran our knives through the cut marks. Erin and I just cut our own cakes. No joint cutting.