down, they didn't. I hit the ride stop and spieled again but obviously on a slide there is nothing to stop them it just meant other people wouldn't go on after them. Then I tried to restart the ride by calling whoever has the other restart button because it would be on the turntable but there was obviously no turntable and who was working there? Carol. I counted down so we could hit the button together but it didn't work. She said I counted too fast. Tried again and she gave another excuse. Finally a third time I counted very clearly and slowly but I hit the wrong button and the whole console started moving out towards me. Apparently there was another green button next to the restart button that caused this. So I hit it again and it paused and then continued to move. Then I noticed a small red button behind it and pushed that and that made it stop. But before I could try to restart the ride, the console started smoking so I yelled for help and a bunch of people came in and helped me clear out the smoke so the smoke alarm wouldn't go off with the sprinklers and then completely destroy the electrical system. We accomplished this and then the managers and engineers and other people showed up to find out what happened and accuse me and I had to keep retelling the story which is probably why I remember this dream so clearly. I kind of implied that Carol was somewhat to blame because she couldn't restart the ride properly.
t same height and I couldn't be a princess. 
First Dream: In my dream, I was frantically trying to get ready for my first official day of work here at Disney, a class called Traditions. We have to wear "professional attire": dress pants & shoes, button down shirts, etc... and I was apparently running late and trying to find an outfit. (although I already had one) I guess I wanted something cooler and was wondering if my denim skirt would do (it won't) and anyway then I'd have to wear tights so it wouldn't be that much cooler but I had some random writing on my leg that wouldn't wash off so it wouldn't work anyway. My name tag played no part in the dream, but I'm so excited that I can't help showing it off every chance I get.
en I have to go to PE, which is my all-time least favorite class. We are told to run, a path that takes up several flights of stairs which are outside and the clangy type. (I'm just following everyone else.) At the top, I meet Joe and Lauren (her brother, not mine) who have also graduated from high school, not to mention never attended the school I'm at. (It's either Livermore High or Foothill. I dunno why, that's just what I felt.) Then we ran back down and passed through this building which turned out to be a mini-museum on campus and had several displays of "hauntings". Initially, upon looking into the various cases, one would see a person (usually female) in some sort of presumably innocuous position. (one I remember was a girl leaning slightly out of a window, as if to look for something.) Then, when you looked again, the person disappeared and there were plaques to explain the various stories of how these people died as a result of slight alterations to the scenes and their ghosts continued to haunt the place. Everyone else who ran past this everyday took no notice, and I was left behind because I was so interested and wanted to read it. Unfortunately, I
can't remember any of the stories. I can only guess that the girl fell out of the window. However, I was one of the first to arrive back at the gym. I still think, despite being assured otherwise, that I must have missed some leg of the course but I was not overwhelmed by guilt. I didn't manage to make it into the "finish square" and was prompted by the PE teacher to do so. Naturally, Tim Gunn was the PE teacher. 
Last night I had a second dream in which Julia was pregnant. I don't recall much about the first except that she was and it was pretty scandalous, needless to say. In this one, they were throwing a baby shower for her. Already I was sort of unhappy about the situation, but the shower irritated me even more because it was given by someone I didn't even know and all the other attendees were random girls in Julia's grade that we also didn't know. I got a ride with a couple of these girls and we were the first to arrive. It was this rundown, shack-like duplex. We pulled in the gate and parked on a broken up concrete driveway amidst decades worth of debris. There was a keypad by the garage door, and for some reason I knew the code so I typed it in but the garage went haywire and kept opening and closing rapidly until I entered the code a second time. I was fearful of incurring the wrath of the upstairs neighbor, however this went unnoticed. We got inside the house and were met by a fairly slovenly woman. (Now that I think about, it is probably a rather insulting version of Julia's and my new boss at work. It's my subconscious, I can't help it.) The apartment is clean, if cluttered and dilapidated. Then Sharon Osborne comes down from upstairs and takes out a bunch of preschool type paints and 
proceeds to paint with odd shapes and invites the three of us to do so. I decline. Sharon insists and then asks "are you afraid of the paint?" To which I replied in the positive. Finally she left and the other girls arrived. They had brought Julia, who wasn't even showing, but hurried inside before her so we could all hide and yell surprise which I felt was thoroughly stupid. So there we were, trying to pretend like we knew each other, celebrating what could generously be called a blessing in disguise. Eventually I asked Julia if she was keeping the baby. (Which I think I already knew but I suppose I couldn't contain myself any longer.) I think it was when she was opening the presents! She said "Oh, yea I guess I am." Then it sort of evolved into a screaming match about how she will be ruining her own life and the baby's, it's not fair to him, she should give him up for adoption, etc... And of course she argued back that he was hers, how could she bear to let him go, wanting to take responsibility, etc... It ended with me tearfully saying that I want a little James Parker more than anyone, but this is not the right time and Julia, who was also tearful at this time, said something to the effect of "I know," although I don't think I fully convinced her, just undermined her resolution. So then we could be chummy again and made fun of the fact that we didn't know any of these people. (I think they knew each other though.) And I asked her who she had sex with (yes, so crass!) and she said Alex and that he was a nerd. She gave a last name too but I can't remember it. Then, a di
sheveled Tina Fey runs in (who lives in the crummy apartment next door) and says "Oh, the party is already started!" in a disappointed way because she had brought something for the party or wanted to do something, I'm not really sure. That reminded me to tell Julia about Sharon Osborne. I don't think I really got it out before the party broke up and I had to leave with the girls who gave me a ride. They took me back to the church and then I think I had to change clothes and go to the other building for something but somehow I ended up at work (different job than the one that was previously mentioned) and this annoying kid, Nicolas, was there. His dad finally came to pick him up, but Nicolas hadn't eaten his pizza yet so I offered to wrap some up for him to take home (we serve pizza to drop-off kids on special designated nights, I add this only to point out that it it not as weird as it sounds) so he would leave. I go back to where the pizzas are and there is a brand new fresh club chicken pizza. (The tomatoes are arranged in lines, which I thought was weird.) I'm trying to figure out how to sneak some of it out (although we are totally allowed to eat the pizza, as long as the kids get served first.) while I'm getting some less fresh pepperoni for Nicolas. And that's pretty much the end.
Not my boss. But wouldn't it be fun if he was?
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1. I was at Hogwarts eating lunch with the Weasleys. We were eating what I can only assume are magical meal replacement lollipops. The long swirly ones. Also, it wasn't in the Great Hall but in a smaller room made by several curtains. We were also riding our brooms. Ginny informs me that for lunch, the eat with their own fami
ly thus there are several curtains partitioning multiple rooms. We pull back the one next to us and there is Hermione and Harry eating together. They look slightly guilty, but Hermione explains defiantly that otherwise, she and Harry would have to eat alone as they have no other family at Hogwarts!
I met his guy named Skyler (I couldn't decide which spelling of that name was the least effeminate. I think it's actually Schuyler but I distinctly remember a K in the dream so I went with an E instead of an A.) in a pubbish place. He looked exactly like John Krasinski except with a slight reddish tint to his hair. He was a twin (I know! That means there are two of them!) And he had two sets of twins for brothers, one older and one younger. But all redheads. My mom met him too and I think liked him. We decided to start dating and we were about to change the relationship status on facebook.
d to be wrong with her.
l positions so she wouldn't know but they would not stick. I also noticed a necklace: one of those plastic ones for little girls with Ariel on it. At the time it made sense because she was a swimmer but in actuality M is a dancer. I quickly put the cannister down with the stickers and did that slow tip toe sneaky run to get out. She picked up the cannister and howled (although not literally) about how the sitckers wouldn't stic
k, even though they were brand new. The way she said it made me think she'd had this trouble before so I felt slightly relieved of my guilt. I went back to the hospital, sans group members, to visit Brittany who was complaining and yelling, insisting she shouldn't be there because there wasn't anything wrong with her.
arlier events, I became upset that they didn't call my brother's name and number. There was, however, a girl on the team. We sat near her father so we couldn't criticize the fact that there was a girl on the team. My mom was just glad she didn't have to hear all the names. But since I was moving to Florida, it would be my last chance. As we left the game, we noticed they were moving traffic to the right except our car was beckoned to the left. The left lane began a 45 degree climb. Then it became cobblestone. We passed many people dressed as medieval courtiers. Finally we were summoned into court to be presented to the queen. My fiancé's mom had "taken me to court" because I had broken off our engagement. Upon entering the receiving room, the Queen (who evidently had a wacky sense of humor) pulled the old "Close, Closer, Too Close!" bit. She gave me the royal reprieve from marrying eldest Blakely, much to 
his mother's chagrin. As the dream ends, my mom is telling Cindy what has happened and I am eating something caramely. Also, Trevor Blakely, the middle brother and I, may end up as more than just friends. The older Blakely and Trevor sort of have a Cyclops v. Wolverine thing where the former is more stable and the latter more exciting. Although it seems the older brother became slightly unhinged when I tried to break it off with him.
I don't know how, or if, any of these things are related but I remember all of them being in my dreams last night:You figure it out, A-dri-aaaaaaaanne.
The second dream... ah I knew I should have written it down.
nother part of the dream involved my brothers and I driving Jeep/ATV type vehicles through a Crash Bandicoot style course in which we took jumps off of ramps and tried to break boxes. It was a rainforesty-jungle type place. 
ind me of the red head guy from Top Chef. He was part of a group hired to add more activities to the park experience. Guests (and me, still not sure if I fall under that category) would accidentally run into these "plain-clothes" employees and then be challenged to different things, like solving puzzles, winning carnival type games, etc... In one dream, I was trying to get somewhere and was constantly being involved in these stupid things. For some reason, I couldn't refuse. One in particular involved chasing the person around the park trying to catch them. It was this last challenge that the creepy red headed guy made me do and I detested chasing after him through the crowds, over various water features, etc... I feel like he may have taken something that belonged to me that I wanted back, which is why I chased him. Then I snuck into a decorative house that is apparently an employee hideaway and tried to sleep on a cot on the floor when a large turtle with a face just like Yoda's came in and started talking to me. I demanded to know who he was and he told me he was Cole. I think he was turned into a turtle and I was supposed to help him turn back. That, or he was a guy in a turtle suit or working a turtle puppet. Anyway, I was not in the mood to be bothered by Cole as a turtle.
