Dream Sequence

The first dream was very disturbing. It involved Lindsay Lohan, some guy and what can best be described as a Lucille Ball Ninja. If I was any character in this dream, I was the Lucille Ball Ninja. At first, LBN showed up at guru guy's house. Then kung fu stuff happened, I don't remember what or why. There were lots of these short fat scimitar type knives and lots of people dying but very little blood. Then Lindsay Lohan showed up and the LBN caugh the guy and Lindsay having sex so she cut Lindsay Lohan twice, like )( through her stomach and she just stands there in shock while little Tim Burton type blood droplets start to ooze out and then gets one final swipe straight across her stomach and her whole top half falls off. It was very Kill Bill.

In the second dream I was working in a shoe store and we were having a big clearance sale. I was doing pretty well until somebody asked me to help her find some socks in her size and I had to do that thing I hate and don't believe when salespeople do it to me where you say well all we have is right here so if it isn't there then we don't have it. Then we closed I guess or I was off work so I went to the back and was getting ready to go but I had ballet clothes on and had to decide whether or not to change but then I couldn't find my regular clothes.

April Fools Dream

I dreamt that I overslept (at home) and woke up at 10:50 and rushed to make an 11:00 French class. I got into my car but forgot how to get to school and ended up driving along a bike path through a park. I eventually managed to get there but when I did I found out it was really 5:00 so I had really missed it. I went home to find my parents preparing for some sort of party at an alternate site. This Asian couple showed up and were all huggy and said how excited they were to adopt me and put me in their movies. Then someone who was there asked them where they made their films and they said "Indonesia, not China" and that seemed to relieve the person who was asking. When they finally left, I ran (in wedges and a dress! I guess I was already dressed for the party) all the way to where my parents where to ask them if they were going to adopt me out to this family and they both said of course not so I was happy. I even remember telling my mom, while smiling at one of the DAK internationals (I think Andria), that even though I liked them (the DAK internationals) I wasn't so sure about Indonesia in general. Then my mom did ask me to pick up some buns on my way home, because we had a bunch of relatives staying there. I got there and my dad tried to compress all of our cars together to fit in the garage. Like in Harry Potter with the Knight Bus goes between those two other buses. His attempts and the subsequent scratches were making me pretty mad.

Working on a Dream

The night before last, I dreamt that I was dating R. Patz and it was cool. He was kind of possessive and kept making me promise that I had really never seen or read Twilight. There was more stuff but I forget.



Last night, I dreamt that I was at Disney World (as a guest-cast member) that was nothing like the real Disney World. It was still quaint and looked like a medieval village with cobblestones and quaint kiosks. I was watching a Princess show and wearing a blue and gold baseball cap. Then I felt something on my head and turn around to see what looks like Robert kissing my head. So I punch him and run away and this guy chases after me. I go towards another cast member I know and he got all protective and kind of watched what was going on in case he needed to step in. I'm grateful to that imaginary cast member for his protectiveness. I'm on the other side of a rope and he stops and trys to tell me he saw me and thought I was, I dunno how he phrased it, cute or something and so he came over to make his move. He turned out to be an ugly British guy who did sort of look like Robert and was wearing weird clothes. His shorts looked like either long boxers, the thin material, black with some sort of purple pattern or short pajama pants and the rest black. He actually said it sort of charming and I thought about not being freaked out but then he put my hand on mine and since I'm completely revulsed by physical touch so that totally ruined it. But truthfully I could never date anyone who looked even remotely like Robert, so it was all moot anyway.

Dreamlets

I remember only an inkling of this dream, and it involved Dewey from Malcolm in the middle and several other kids his age (which is probably more likely his age a few years ago) and they were trying to look like the Jonas brothers to get more attention. Dewey had an ill-fitting brown wig and some other guys actually had curlers in their hair. It was quite funny and would make a great SNL sketch.

In a separate dream, I was excited to be moving to London until I realized I would have to drive on the wrong side of the road. Then I realized I couldn't take my car because the driver's seat is on the left. Although my Dad tells me that French people are allowed to drive their cars, on the left side of the road, in England. And vice versa for English drivers driving in the right hand seat on the right hand road in France. Random fact for you.

Whoa, Dream Big!

I dreamt that I got 100% on an anatomy test. Not likely, but it was fun while it lasted.

New-ish Dreams

A while ago I had a dream that was sort of like being in a different language except it was in Sim. Everybody and everything was like being in the Sims. Kind of sad.

Last night I dreamt that I confronted certain people who currently live near me and informed them, accurately, that we had gone to high school together. Then this other guy came up to me and was like "well that means I went to high school with you too" as if to prove me wrong and I was like "yes, duh!" because I remembered him as well.

Destination Dream

I'm not sure how or why I was there, but I was on the booze cruise with our favorite office-mates and then some. Jim and Pam were together, but pregnant Karen was also there and she "lovin' up on" Jim. (We were all sitting at the same table.) Jim seemed ambivalent, if slightly uncomfortable and Pam looked pissed. Legitimately confused, I said "I thought you and Pam were together!" Jim kind of realized the precariousness of the situation and began to gently extricate himself from the caresses of the pregnant woman and I think Pam started to leave the group.

Then I ended up at Shannon's youth drug rehab facility that was apparently "in the hills near Moraga" as I later informed a radio DJ. We'll get to that. At first I was really happy to be visiting Shannon (and as far as I know, that's all it was. I don't believe I was being treated there.) but when we were alone in her office, I told her I wasn't comfortable, as I so tactfully put it, "staying in a room with a bunch of alkies because it would be weird." Needless to say, she didn't appreciate my candor or my judgementalism, if that's a word, and gave me a stern downdressing saying I shouldn't look down on them and that I could learn a thing or two. So I left to go join the alkies, I mean guests, at dinner. I was wearing a Nightmare Before Christmas glow-in-the-dark t-shirt of all things! At my table for dinner, I was in a booth with 4 or 5 patients who all looked like they 7 or 8. One little girl with long, light brown curls became attached to me (although I was never sure of her real age.) and sat in my lap, hugging me, and I think wanted to play with my hair. Then she gave me a tour and of several very interesting rooms, the one I remember the most was a ballet studio. I went in thinking I would twirl around and stretch out on the barre but there was a class in progress so I left.

The next morning I decided to do something Steph, who had apparently moved into the area, had wanted to do. She told me about this Asian guy about our age that she had met who was super smart, but very socially awkward. She wanted to call this radio show and have them talk to him, why I'm still not sure. So I call the radio DJ (and describe where I am: "the hills near Moraga") and he agrees to talk to the guy. This actually sounds really mean. Anyway, I try to figure out how I can call the guy and trick him into calling the radio station (I don't know him, but Steph gave me his phone number), stay on the line with the radio station or even give them his number because I'm on my phone calling them AND call Steph telling her to tune in. So I just decide to toss the whole thing and hang up on everybody.