Dream baby!

Also, sorry for the lack of bi-weekly updates; I've just been super lazy.

Whenever I dream of bathrooms, it's usually like a HUGE room full of toilets, I mean everywhere you go, just toilets. Usually the toilets are filled with junk, but I don't mind. And during this sequence, I don't have a care in the world; I'm not worried about people looking or how everything's so open. Is there something wrong with me? I usually get these dreams every two months or so, and no, I don't have to use the restroom when I wake up and my sheets are clean. I also had another dream where I was being shot at, which was freaking trippy and scary. I was with my church friends, and we were just chilling at someone's apartment, when these two or three guys some in with guns in their hands. I nearly died, then I headed out the back when shots were fired. I climbed out the window, then fell maybe 5 stories. I was stumbling, trying to get up, when those same guys came around the corner, and they started throwing all these things on me, they must've been receipts or IOU's (think Dumb and Dumber). They were telling me that I was the one who robbed the bank, and they wanted me to say it, or else they would've shot me. I complied, the I woke up. What are you guys up to these days?

Dream baby!

I was chillin' in my backyard, and these red/yellow balloon type things started to crawl over the crest of my trees, which was freaking scary as hell because I thought it was an invasion of some sort (like a smaller version of a Japanese Balloon Bomb); there must've been about 100 of them, about 4 feet in diameter. I ran back inside the house to grab my camera, and when I came back outside, the balloons were gone, but there were yellow creatures, about 6 feet tall, that look like this bamf:

there must've been 30 of them, just lumbering around. When I called out to my dog to get inside the house, they turned their attention to me; I was freaking out. My dog approached one of these creatures, and was getting real close, and the monster was attempting to bite and eat my dog. I blocked the thing, grabbed my dog, but my hand was bitten by the monster. I went back inside the house, then woke up; there were bite marks on my mouth, as if I was biting real hard down on my lips.