Dizzy Blogger

I'm a blogger baby so why don't you read me? Read, read, read. (sung to the style of Beck's Loser). Ever had a night when you were dreaming that you were working on something or couldn't get something right? For example taking a test or trying to ace an interview? I had one of those nights last night. I kept dreaming of beer. Lots of beer that I couldn't sort through. Then I had a dream that I was trying to protect eggs in a hen house from a coyote. The coyote looked much like a fox but I knew it was a coyote. My dream interpretation book says this about coyotes & foxes..."For dreamers with spiritual aspirations, these animals can represent both the daring of our ambitions and the self-doubt that disrupts our progress." It says this about eggs..."Eggs are a universal symbol of birth & creation. According to Freud, the male dreamer may associate the image with his mother and a possible desire for incest with her." Okay, no matter how you dress that up, its just wrong. Good thing I'm not a male. So what do my dreams say about me? That I wish I were a male and I have self-doubt about taking the extra step to become a transexual because I may NEVER become my mother?