Thanksgiving Dream

Thanksgiving. Dreamt I was in a chef's kitchen, walking from freezer to kitchen, back and forth. I remember grabbing eggs as an ingredient for whatever concoction this was.. I also remember the door wanting to shut on me, trying to lock me in the freezer. I kept having to keep my foot in the door every time I went into the freezer.

Heartbeat Addiction.

Dreamt Devin and I got this heart rate monitor complete with IV and hospital bed. We had it in our garage. I remember being in the house and Devin excused himself. After waiting for a long time, I went to the garage and found him 'hooked up'. Almost like being on this heart rate monitor and IV was an addiction. It scared me.. I was worried about him.

If Arcade Fire and Tegan & Sara Played Together, I'd Be A Happy Camper.

Dreamt Devin and I were walking down this road, barely any traffic. I point to Devin that there is this really cool bridge we could walk on next to the road. The bridge does these twists and turns that look similar to roller coasters. Devin and I took a picture next to the bridge, because it was pretty. When I looked at the picture I realized I was dressed like Angus Young of AC/DC. How odd. I had this phone that was capable of getting on the internet (I know, most phones do that now, but mine doesn't, so this was weird..) and I uploaded the picture on some site and the picture turned out small and blurry. Some asshat commented on the picture about how shitty the quality was and I wanted to respond back to him with a snide remark, but the site wouldn't let me comment. At some point I remember Betty White being in my dream and mentioned the name "Laura Palmer". (I'm watching Twin Peaks this week, so this is definitely why I heard her say that name.) I was back on my phone and I was looking up concerts. I guess in my dream, Arcade Fire was going to have a concert soon and the opening bands were HIM and Tegan & Sara. (They wouldn't both open, but open on separate dates. I was really hoping Tegan & Sara would be the openers near my area). Then I was waiting for these live songs of Tegan & Sara's to finish downloading or something and heard my dogs barking real loud. They were fighting outside, but they were fenced in near this other house like a football field away. I'm running and screaming for Devin to help me break them apart. He took forever and I remember getting pissy with him for that. When I finally got to the dogs, they stopped fighting and the woman that played Kit in Pretty Woman (Laura San Giacomo) was there. She was apparently our neighbor in the dream and I apologized to her for having the dogs being a nuisance and thanked her for helping us. She said she was glad to help and wanted to get to know us anyways.

Beautiful Girl.

Okay, I don't really remember this dream, so I'm going to have to write this down straight from my journal:

"Sara Quin was in my dream. I'm in a room with a bunch of people on the floor, chilling. Something to do with the song that was playing at the time."


Also I dreamt I was at this veterinarian clinic and all the pets looked like their owners. Then I was outside in the backyard of my house with my family visiting, and I walked around to the front and found my dogs playing with the stuffed animal I recently (seriously) made for a friend, plus a bunch of other stuffed animals from my childhood. I grabbed all the stuffed animals I could and while carrying them inside the house to safety, I heard the song that was playing in my room while I was sleeping. I woke up halfway through the song. It was INXS's Beautiful Girl.

The Hairy Letter.

This is a weird dream. I dreamt that I received a letter from my dad that was coded .. with hair. In this waking life, I now realize how dumb this might sound, but I'll go on.. My dad (in real life) is dating some woman and he used to be an alcoholic before he met her. In my dream, she broke up with him and he wrote me this letter telling me that she doesn't love him anymore.. But instead of written out words, there were typed up questions, and the answers were little hairs taped into the shape of "yes" or "no"s. My dad has a beard and I can only think that this must be beard hairs (Godddd, I hope so, hahaha). Anyways, at some point he comes to the house I was in at the time (the house wasn't anywhere I've ever been before), and he's crying. I wake my sister up (she's sleeping on the floor) and show her the letter. She tells me that "We can't tell Dad what happened.." (Which doesn't make sense. My father wrote the letter, but we can't show him it?) because she's worried he'll start drinking again. Then all three of us hear above us the sound of his girlfriend moving around in the house. It was almost like we were in a secret annex or something, that we were worried she'd find out how to get to us. She seemed evil in my dream, even though I didn't see her. It just felt that way.

Quickie.

I dreamt some guy shaved Devin's hair into a mohawk, but left the sides short. So I guess it was technically a faux-hawk. Then this guy took me and Devin through this building and I lost Devin on purpose, because I guess in my head I knew something was happening that I didn't want him to be a part of, but I also wouldn't tell myself what it was, if that makes sense. Then we got to this room where there was a bunch of women looking like the were from the 1940s with what they were wearing and their hairstyles. They were all sitting on these benches against a wall. There were probably 30 or 40 women all together. He told me to pick one of them and I picked this pretty curly blonde-haired chick wearing a dull, dark lilac silk dress/neglige. She took me to a bedroom and just started touching me everywhere. I knew Devin was coming back, so we had to hurry..

Groping.

Dreamt I was on a couch and some dude was sitting next to me. I was wearing this sparkly black sequin dress and he kept putting his hand on my thigh and slowly creeping up. I pushed his hand away and he wouldn't stop. Sooner or later, after a bunch of times trying to get him to stop, I gave up and I ended up having a really good dream. Like, really. good. dream. If you catch my drift. I woke up repulsed, but it felt good in my dream.

Also dreamt I lost my wallet and mentioned to an old classmate about how it happened before (in real life) at a water park, and how it ruined my life. Then the classmate tells me she knew who stole my wallet from long ago. Some tanned bitch.

Dogs In A Barrel.

Dreamt I was at the old house and it was falling apart. Walls crumbling, etc. There were these shoes in a laundry basket, so I grabbed them. Then I let a bunch of animals in the house, THOUSANDS. Then I get to the utility room/porch and my dad has a TV and a guitar amp and I can faintly hear him say, "Al. There's a camera behind you!" There is someone bad in the house. I leave the house and make sure my dog follows me. I start walking down the dirt driveway and my dog takes forever following me, he's sniffing everything he can in sight. I see a garbage barrel with a bunch of shih tzus in it, barking and wanting out. I plan to put them in my car and give one to my aunt that has been wanting a dog for awhile now.

Also dreamt at some point that I went to the bathroom and couldn't stop. I couldn't control my bladder. Then in my head I thought that someone once told me that someone died from being unable to stop peeing. Like they were slowly dehydrating themselves.

THANKFULLY, I didn't wake up in a puddle. Haha.

Sweet Little Kitten.

I don't remember the first part of this dream, really. I think maybe I was at a campsite or something. All I remember is two girls in their teens, one pretty auburn-haired girl and the other a pretty raven-haired girl were there. They noticed a theater with a marquee reading that The Eagles were supposed to play there, so their curiosity got the best of them and they crossed the busy street to scope it out. When they walked in it wasn't a theater at all but a club instead. The color scheme looked very 70s, kind of like this. There was an orange jukebox and (a young) Paul McCartney was poking his head from behind it. The girls kept walking until they got to the back of the club. Instead of it being The Eagles, The Monkees were there. Davy Jones walked up to them and asked them if either one would be his date for the evening. Somehow the setting changed to outside a house at night. The auburn-haired girl looked at the darker-haired one and said she wouldn't mind letting her friend go with him. I felt bad for the redhead, she was just as pretty as the other girl. Anyways, the brunette smiled shyly and the redhead walked off. Soon enough I either became the redhead, or my dream switched from third person-view to one and I became myself. I walked to the house next door and it was my old childhood home. It was dark out, though I had a flashlight and my sister's dog with me. The lights in the house were dim and I looked to where my aunt and uncle lived and wondered if the lights would be brighter over there. I hated the dark, it was scary. I walked over and the sun seemed to rise really fast. Walking over there it was already a bit brighter out, like really early morning. Walking over there I saw my old cat Bonkers, so I moved my flashlight in his direction and he went crazy. He was starving. He rushed over and as I bent down to pet him, he bit me on my hand. (I had a dream recently that a salamander bit and latched onto my hand, in this exact same spot (near that little bit of webbing between the thumb and index finger)). In my dream, I thought, "Oh my god, oh my god. I just had a dream about this and now it's coming true!" I eventually got him off of me and I noticed my hand was mangled. It was bleeding, so I squeezed my hand with the other to keep it from bleeding any more. I keep walking to my aunt's house, hoping I can find food for this cat. By the time we get there, the cat has transformed into a kitten. I notice three packages of sausage (with one clawed open by cats but uneaten), so I tear it further and find a knife on the ground. I put the sausage on my aunt's deck and start slicing the sausage up for the kitten. On the third slice, the kitten moves closer (he's too impatient) and I accidentally cut his paw off. I freak out. I notice the cat doesn't bleed and figure it was because he was starving to death. The kitten starts to slouch further and further, as if he is dying.. I woke up feeling horrible for the kitten.




On a sidenote, hot damn. The song Sweet Little Kitten by Husky Rescue reminds me of this dream.

Short But Bittersweet.

Today I dreamt.. well, not so much. I only remember two things. The first thing I dreamt was that I was in this dark place and I don't know if I was actually in the dream and I was just seeing this happen, or if I was in it but I didn't play a part at all. I saw Tegan Quin knelt over this bassinet and there was a baby inside. She was talking to the baby about how it had to sleep in its bassinet on a dresser. She said something like, "Don't worry.. When I was a baby, I had to sleep on dressers, too." That's all I remember for that part.


Then I dreamt I was kissing some hottie and woke up in another dream in bed with Devin, kissing, and I was so repulsed by the sudden change that I groaned and rolled over.

She's Going Into Deep Eye!

I dreamt I was in the future and Tegan Quin was some nurse or doctor (but she looked younger, like in the So Jealous era). She wanted me to do some weird experimental medical procedure, and at first I was alright with it, so she strapped me into this dentist-like chair. That part was scary in itself, but then the seat started rising and eventually it rose all the way to this REALLY hot ceiling/lighting fixture kind of thing. It scalded my cheek. As soon as it hit my skin, I told her to put me back down, I couldn't do it. So she did, and she asked me if I could come back tomorrow for that same test, and I said, *intake of breath through clenched teeth* "Oooo, I'm busy." And she responded, "How about Monday/Wednesday?" I nodded glumly (and for some reason, I was thinking that I was planning to time travel back to present time sooner then that anyways, so she'd never find me) and while she was writing down the appointment, I walked into this hallway and looked at these pictures on the wall. The pictures were of things they had sponsored, and one of the pictures was of a gay/lesbian singing choir in baseball jerseys. There was also another picture of a woman that looked like Tina Turner complete with a short gold dress and sporting a mohawk. There was a name at the bottom of both pictures, "Kym Wilde." I assume this must have been the photographer. (FYI, I had to google this name, and apparently there is a real Kym Wilde (spelled just like that), she's a porn star.) Tegan came back out from the doctor's office and somehow the hallway turned into the kitchen at the house I lived in with my parents. She was sitting on the counter and I was hopelessly flirting, but my cock-blocking mom was holding a bag of groceries in the room as well. I kind of pull Tegan off the counter and try to look at her closely, but my vision gets super blurry. I ask her "Why can't I see you very well?" Everything is fuzzy, and she gets worried and brings out one of those pen-size flashlights. Then she mentions to someone (by this point we're back in that office, and I can't see anything at all but a very blurry face in front of me) and she says "She's going into 'Deep Eye'!" (lol, my subconscious brings up some weird doctor lingo.. I guess this must have meant I was dehydrated, because while I was in that state of shock, that's what I thought was wrong with me). I felt her and some other people strap me back down into that scary dentist-like chair, and I was relieved to wake up. I didn't like being in that chair at all, I knew I'd get burnt by that damn contraption above me.

He Turned Everyone I Knew Into Statues.

Dreamt I was in this bar and a bunch of people I knew were in there. Devin and his co-workers and some friends. I walked around at one point and saw this girl I used to like so I talked to her, but noticed she didn't actually look like herself. So I thought in my head, "Look what is happening to us. You're out of my life, and now I'm forgetting what you even look like." So I had to leave her. I went to this back room that looked like my old bedroom. I felt like I was in a hotel room, though, because on the floor was a telephone and I called Tegan & Sara's hotel room and asked (because I knew they wouldn't want to come to my hotel room) if they knew this girl's hotel room number so that I could ask her to come back. I hung up right away, though, before they answered. Then I heard a phone alarm go off, when I found it, I turned it off. (It was my boyfriend's. It said "Devin signature" on the screen or something, which meant something to do with his credit card and the signature, I was thinking.) Then I heard my own phone go off, and I found it underneath my old TV in the living room at my old house. I answered, and it was this old man with a distinct english accent. He sounded suspicious. He tried to keep the conversation going even though I wanted to hang up. I had a feeling he was on his way to come to the room to get me. I walked out of my old house and walked around to the driveway. Then I saw all the people from the bar as statues. All grey marble-looking. It freaked me out and made me think this old man was a gargoyle or a vampire and he was killing everyone close to me so he could get to me. I turned around and then saw him wearing this black cape and he was coming at me, I backed up and repeated to myself "wake up.. wake up.. wake up.." while flinching in my dream body and feeling myself writhe in my real body. Then it started getting hard for me to breathe. I seriously thought in my dream that I was dying in my real body and that if I didn't wake up soon, I never would. Finally, as soon as my face writhed out of the covers I was under, I felt like I was surfacing from underwater or something. I could breathe and I woke up taking that breath in. Then my head started hurting really bad.

God Damn Salamander.

Dreamt a woman tried to give me a striptease, but she had this salamander in a bag in the skit with her and the salamander bites onto my thumb/hand. I scream. It won't let go and I freak out. After flinging my hand around he finally releases. I have this big gash in my hand, a chunk missing. Somehow I'm a doctor and have all the necessary equipment to fix myself up. When I look at the gash, there is no blood. Where he bit looks like my insides are cooked fish. Flakey. Also, I notice a part of this salamander is stuck in my cut. There is this tiny little black speck that is flopping around like a fish would out of water, and I can literally feel it every time it trembles. I have the woman that gave me this striptease grab a pair of tweezers and get that part out. When she did that, I realize the salamander is still in the bag, only my bird in real life is in there with him. I quickly rush to get my bird out, but the salamander bit back onto me again. Then the salamander escapes out of the bag and I yell at everyone to stomp him dead. I didn't care if he was an animal, I was pissed. My depth perception was bad in the dream, so I couldn't stomp on him correctly. I awoke before I found out if he ever got destroyed.

A Killer Transformed.

Dreamt a man that looks like Anton Newcombe is trying to kill me and a bunch of other people. I'm outside and there are two women with me. I tell them that this man is trying to kill us and I push them to flee. They both go in different directions and soon enough I hear a shrill cry in the distance..

Before this, I remember being in this house that looked similar to the basement/family room of an old friend's house. I was with ll of these people and I remember there was mail on the coffee table that I was looking at. Two men were killed in the house, and one of the women that I told to run off had been dating one of these guys and was grieving the whole time.


.. after the scream I heard in the distance, this Anton-looking guy comes up and is about to kill me but I try to seduce him. I have a fluffy light blue dress on and I'm wearing fishnet stockings. He's slightly on the ground and I'm leaning against/sitting on this car and I'm lifting my leg/skirt in his area. He really likes it and eventually stands up and puts his arms around me. I start freaking out in my head, I don't know what to do now. I start thinking that maybe if I have us get to a bedroom I could handcuff him and then make my escape, but he transforms into a Rosario Dawson-look-a-like with with freckles and red (super long and super layered) hair, wearing a black headband.

The Promise Finger.

This morning I dreamt there was this guy dressed like a devil (he had the makeup on and everything) He was making a movie and showing my boyfriend and I how he keeps himself suspended in the air. There was this wire (which in my dream, had red E beads all over the wire (though when he explained, he called them C beads), and I thought it seemed very smart to have the beads on the wire, but now I realize it doesn't really make sense.) Anyways, he pulled the wire from the ceiling and I went to put my left hand up to push my hair away and watch, but my ring finger got caught in the wire, and when he tugged hard, my ring finger was being cut off of my blood circulation, so I started going "Nooooooooo! Stop, stop, stop!" and he didn't understand why. He stopped for a second, though. I grab the scissors he had in his hands and I cut the wire from my finger to the ceiling, but he tugs yet again and the wire wraps around even stronger around my ring finger.

Catholic School Girls.

I dreamt I was in this catholic school, in this bathroom. The bathroom was kind of grungy, pretty grimy.. I was with some random girl and we were caked in cement. I remember first she showered off and got herself pretty cleaned up afterwards, but for some reason I couldn't take a shower, so I went to the sink to wash my hands/hair, etc, and after washing up a bit, she turned me around, away from the sink, and we started fooling around. Like pulling each other close, kissing each other, but nothing more than playful cuddles. Anyways, the door of the bathroom was open and these two men, priests (with suits similar to what Billy Corgan is wearing in the music video Ava Adore) notice what we are doing and they both stalk into the room and one of them walks up to this girl I am with and I get in between them, afraid he'll hurt her. He then grabs my hand instead and says "Two pokes!" and pulls out this really really strange, demonic knife/tool out of his coat. It was double-sided; One side was this poky end, like a really big needle, and the other end was this sharp blade. Before anything else happens, I shit you not, demonic music started playing in the background, like a bunch of men chanting! (Think Mike Patton-meets-swampy-cemetery sound. Or in a way I could explain it more simply: It sounds like Lurch from the Addams Family, when he whines "Yes, Mrs. Addams.") Anyways, now that I've explained the chanting I heard in the background, I can get on with the scary part. He grabs a hold of my arm tightly, and pokes me with the needle side of the demonic instrument in a strange angle, like how doctors do when they put an IV in you, and then with swift motion, he slices across my arm with the blade half of the instrument. The cut is really deep, though it doesn't bleed. I can literally see the flap of skin he tore into, though. Then he does another slice across my arm. And with that, I wake up.

Fuck This, I'm Moving To Canada.

Today I dreamt there was this body buried under ground and I had to dig him up. The strange thing is, I was able to control my dream completely. I mean, I thought I could before this but not this well. I started to dig him up, but the ground was linoleum.. I thought "This can't be right. This has to be dirt." So the linoleum switched to dirt! And then I was able to dig the person up.

Before that, though, I dreamt I was moving to Canada to live with Sara Quin. Geez, I wish.

Baby Did A Bad Bad Thing.

This morning/last night, I dreamt I was outside in a park. I was playing with this shawl/scarf type thing, and dancing with it like it was a veil, kind of like when I was belly dancing. Then this really faint siren sounded, and two women started to fight. Not like wrestling, when you hear a bell and start fighting. This was like Pavlov's Bell or something, it hypnotized them into getting angry at each other. Or maybe it was something that came into the air that makes a person hostile, and the faint sound of the siren went off to warn us. - I did watch The Crazies recently. - Anyways, I yelled for Devin and his dad to help me get the two women off of each other, but when they started to walk over, the two of them started to fight. I kind of freaked out, and turned away from them. Then I saw a car, a specific white car that my crush in town drives, and I peered in to see if she was in the car but she wasn't. I walked around the car and she was lying on the ground. I thought to myself that since she's unconscious, and all these fights are happening, I could "fake" a fight and just lay over her until she wakes up. Like we were fighting or something. Since the rest of the human race went crazy, I could pretend I was too. When I straddled her, she automatically opened her eyes and we started kissing.



.. I hate when I wake up during the best parts.

Work Sucks.

Dreamt I was working in a fast food place in my childhood home. I took a break in the bathroom and noticed how messy it was. There were frames all around the mirror and inside the frames were pictures of my dad's family. I also noticed this pocket in the wall. I put my hand inside and there was a record player inside the wall. Inside the record player was a passport. I went back into the living room to work again and outside (it was night time) there were a few military men looking into the screen door wanting some frozen drinks. I grabbed a few glasses and then found these hawaiian weeds and stuffed them and one flower each into the glass. I noticed outside the window that the tree in front of my house was sprouting red and purple flowers.

I also remember some guy buying these white sneakers with silver jewels for my aunt Erin.

Before all of this, I remember seeing a boat in our pond. I had to get into the water with nice boots on and grab the boat and put it on shore. I moved the boat onto shore but when I let go of the boat it seemed to have moved completely onto shore, which freaked me out. I thought my dad would kill me if he found his propeller in sand, so I had to move it back towards water again. When I walked up towards the house I remember a LOT of snakes everywhere in the woods.

Will Smith Is Not My Cousin.

I dreamt I found this picture of me in this striped dull teal and white dress (age 5 or so) and I had these neon orange and green toy guns for earrings (like actual tiny toy gun-size) and this neon pink/orange/green necklace with circles all over.



Then I dreamt I was in this store, walking out. All of a sudden I found it hard to move my legs. My calves were too stiff, so I told Devin to hold on. Devin then tells me that Will Smith is shooting a film at the store and we were going to be in it, and I can't look like an idiot. I freaked out, I was walking wacky and I knew I'd make the movie director unhappy. I couldn't help but walk with one foot tippy-toed from how tight my calf was. Then a woman comes over and tells me she wants me to play a part in the movie as a cop. She starts walking me back into the store and through a hallway and I tell her "Is it because of my cousin?" thinking because my cousin in real life was a cop, but she laughs loudly, sarcastically. Then I realize she thinks that I think that Will Smith is my cousin. I don't correct myself but I made a fist in the air look thinking how dumb I sounded. She takes me to this back room. Then this guy tells me he remembers when I was little and he really wants me in the movie, I assume he's the director. He asks me if my mom "still gets herself into trouble sometimes?" I freak out, he acts creepy. Like he wants me, and he's wanted me since I was a kid. He's kind of older, too. Not my age. Late forties. I walk away thinking "Fuuuuck that shit, that dude is creepy and he's an ass for hating on my mom." The woman that took me back there follows me towards the parking lot again and we talk for awhile. The walmart hallway turns into an airport. I think I had a crush on the woman, maybe. Not sure.

Twit.

I dreamt I was at this hospital because my sister was sick. My mom finds a hospital room for her for only $30 a month (I know, right? ) and I ask the doctor what it was that was wrong with her. He told me that Sarah has this thing called "S_____ Memphenoma." (I actually remembered that last word!) He said she attained this disease because she came into contact with roadkill. Which was apparently baby chicken, which according to my sister in her dream, a baby chicken means a "twit".


* Okay, sidenote: I know why I dreamt this. Anna and I have been conversing back and forth about this woman that came about a really sudden illness that stiffened her muscles and put her in agony. It reminded me of this thing that my boyfriend's cousin's wife's sister had gone through. She got flu-like symptoms and went to the hospital. By the time she got to the hospital she was out cold and her boyfriend had to carry her in. She went into a coma for a few days. Now she's in a wheelchair and she can't control her body very well anymore. This is the part I'm trying to get to, why this associates with my dream and the other girl. This cousin's wife's sister only did one thing out of the ordinary, and that was pick up a cat that was dead that she was going to bury or something. I think that's what made me think of roadkill.

Conspiracy.

Dreamt I was outside my old elementary school at night. A lot of men were outside, including my cousin Mark, an ex-cop. A bunch of guys started fighting and someone snaps another's neck. Mark tries to stop the fight and ultimately snaps someone else's neck to stop the fight. I don't know why, but Mark is on the ground as if something happened to him. There is a yellow liquid oozing out of his head. I run into the school and find my other cousin, his sister, Mel. I tell her what happened. I go back outside and all the men are in body bags. I start crying.

I also dreamt that my dog Moses got hit by a car, but survived. This surprised me and made me wonder if maybe my cat that got ran over in real life was still alive. I then thought there was some conspiracy going on. Throughout the rest of the dream, I saw cats constantly.

Architecture Failure.

Dreamt I was with Devin in a mysterious bedroom. I walk to bathroom and pee real quick. I notice my urine is a dark color. I get a headache. After getting out of the bathroom, I go to get a drink of water. Then Devin tells me that a new house is for sale in town. I get excited and tell him I want to look at it. He isn't happy about that, but we go anyway. I make the excuse that his sister needs to buy a house, so we may as well check this one out. The house was gorgeous, though. Maybe not architecturally logical, but beautiful nonetheless. The downstairs had a lot of creamy brown colors and there was a perfect spot to put a television. The weird part of the design is the upstairs. First, the stairs itself. There were two sets of stairs. The first were normal steps. The second stairs, though, were hinged onto the wall and when you walk up the first set of stairs, you have to grab at the second set of stairs and push them down and walk up the second set to get upstairs. Upstairs itself was illogical architecture. When I went up the stairs, I had to crawl or else I'd have fallen into the downstairs. The floor sloped pretty majorly. I had to hold onto a bedroom door's handle to keep from falling. I went back downstairs after awhile and noticed a door. I opened it and it was another set of stairs that went down into a basement. The landing to the stairs had a trapdoor and then another set of stairs went up the other side to some other room. The stairs went into a V-shape, with the trapdoor at the point of the V. I was about to shut the door when I noticed the trapdoor moving up and down like something was trying to escape. Eventually two cats escaped and one ran up the stairs. I grabbed it and showed it to Devin, then set it back down. The cat went back to the basement to be with the other cat.

Devin and I left the house and walked back to our own. When we got to the porch our daughter (she looked about 14 or 15) came up and Devin told her we weren't moving. She looked relieved.

She Totally Wanted Me.

Dreamt I was at my friend Heather's house at a party. She wanted my number because she wasn't sure if she had it right. Then I heard some woman call my name from behind and I realize she was an old co-worker. In the dream, she looked a lot like AJ Langer from My So-Called Life. She asked me if I knew who she was, and at the time I didn't. Then I realized I replaced her at a job because she was quitting. I dropped everything I was doing with Heather and walked over to this woman. She was in a conversation with my sister when I walked over, but she kept looking at me, wishing she could talk to me instead. (My subconscious is so egotistical..) Heather came over and asked me if I was still with Devin. The girl looked really interested in the question. I looked over at the girl and told Heather that I wasn't sure. This woman gave me a look that meant I said what she wanted to hear. I was head over heels in love with her and she with me.

The Ride At The Fair.

Dreamt my sister Sarah, my boyfriend Devin and I were at this fair near an ocean. We were on this really big rollercoaster that looked more like a huge bus without any walls. We had cameras and were taking pictures of everything we were driving past. This rollercoaster was on this road, passing other cars, and going in a circle around this fair. It was about the size of a ship. The ride itself inside was supposed to disgust the people aboard. The director of the ride gives me a syringe and forces me to stab someone with it. I do it to some person behind me. I have to do it a few times or else the director will kill me. At one point I draw blood. Someone pukes behind me. Then I see this girl I like that is on the ride with us and she looks intrigued. I want to take a picture of the two of us after the ride is over. I ask Sarah and this girl when the ride will end and the point at a McDonalds, telling me that we end there. They mention the word "scene", as if the ending "scene" was McDonalds. My dream then switched to the driver and the director. The driver turns into the other lane wrong and gets scolded.


At some point in the dream I am in my boyfriend's parent's house. This girl I know asks me if I can print out a copy of Tony Shaloub's autograph. I say yes and also make a copy for myself to show off to people.

That Man I Shot

Dreamt that the personification Jack Frost took me out on a date. He starts out very Ville Valo-like, but as the dream progresses, he gets more on the husky side. It's nighttime and we're on a bus. I am sitting in the seat behind him and leaning in towards his seat with my arms around him. Then he disappears. As he disappears, I hear him tell me to find him. I get my sister Sarah and my boyfriend (lolol) Devin to help me find where he is. We search the coldest place on earth. We are walking carefully around this snowy mountain cliff. The path is narrow. Eventually the path leads to a house. We walk into this garage and up these stairs into this kitchen. I see a fridge and I open it. Icicles are EVERYWHERE. I keep walking through the house until I get to the living room. I tell Sarah and Devin that this is the house he planned for us to live in. I look out a window in the living room and notice two headlights parked about a quarter of a mile down the road. Then I see red and blue cop siren lights. Sarah and Devin and I start running off, thinking that Jack was in one of the cars parked on the side of the road, and that the cop probably killed him and was after us next. I run downstairs and into the garage, towards the door to the outside. Before I get out, a man with a knife walks in. I yell, "WAKE ME UP! WAKE ME UP! WAKE ME UP!" I start blinking my eyes really wide, trying to wake myself up. Sarah and Devin look at me funny from my behavior. The guy with the knife then stabs my hand into the wall and wakes me up.

When I woke up, I was kind of disappointed. So I went back to sleep to try and find Jack. I locked myself in a basement. I had this HIM pin attached to my hat and I took the pin off to look at it and it was blank. It made me realize that Jack vanished off the face of the earth. He didn't exist anymore. I cried. Then I unlocked the door and the bad guy tried slashing me with a carving knife. I had a gun on me and tried shooting him but he wouldn't die. I finally shot myself in the head and woke up that way.

Screams In Dreams.

Dreamt I was buying a Halloween costume at Goodwill. I found this white poufy dress that looked like what Buffy wore in the movie Buffy The Vampire Slayer.

I'm at this school and in a room there is a trial going on. There is a man on trial for something. He's wearing an orange suit and he isn't cuffed. He playfully chases the female judge out of the room. An old woman stands up from a table in the room to help get the guy back in here, and I stop her for a second. I tell her it's funny how older people are more apt to help someone out than younger people. Then everyone leaves except for two women, who begin talking about Detox Tea. I leave the room and the school looks a lot like a hospital. All the people from the trial are in this hospital hallway, so I sneak into this bathroom. As I am walking, I stare at this mirror and notice a face that isn't mine. It's some blond teenager wearing all pink. I check around in the bathroom for her to be sure it wasn't just my imagination. She comes out of a stall and out of the bathroom and into the hallway. I follow her and see she is setting bright orange clothes into a laundry basket.

Then I'm at my Aunt and Uncle's, and it's set up like a school as well. At this point, I'm thinking that the school I'm at is a faraway place. Nowhere near home. I'm watching a television monitor on the wall and the weather channel is on. A bad storm is coming. The TV keeps showing Wisconsin and New York. I grab a phone from the wall and call my sister. She has a strong Wisconsin dialect. (Think Fargo.) Eventually I get off the phone and hear a classmate freaking out about the storm that's coming. She tells me she's having troubles screaming. Then we talk about how hard it is to scream when you are dreaming, and I tell the girl that I've only ever been able to fully scream (not whisper a scream) about three or four times.

Hand Holding.

Dreamt I was with my aunt Erin and we were in this golf cart-like car. We are driving down a road and we see my cousin Mark. Erin yells at him and he drives closer towards us so he can hear what Erin is yelling at him about. The cars are so strange. They are both opened up. With Mark in front of us, but really close, I was able to pet the dog he had in his car while Erin and Mark had a conversation.


Then I'm in the field where they do the fireworks in Warrens and it's Cranfest season. There are tents all over the place. I'm holding this little boy's hand and I have a carving knife in my other hand. The little boy is holding a flashlight. A bunch of people are with us and we all have kids holding our hands and we're trying to find their parents. This kid and I are looking for his parents but also trying to hide from this killer nearby. I see a couple that my boyfriend doesn't get along with and notice the guy isn't holding any kids' hands. I yell at another couple, who look just like them, that he isn't watching any kids. He gets in trouble.

Kids These Days.

Dreamt I was babysitting a little four year-old girl in Wal-Mart and we were shopping for things. I really wanted her to be my daughter even though she wasn't.

The Train On The Shore

Dreamt I was at the pond. There was a huge event happening there. America was going against Japan for some kind of sport.

Okay, this makes no sense to me, so I'll just write out word-for-word what I wrote down after I woke up:

"Jap needs to beat Amer by 28. Swim across pond. Don't hesitate with strokes. Swim swim swim even if a TRAIN goes through."

I do remember a train in the dream, it wasn't on its tracks. It went along the shore of the pond.


I also dreamt that at some point I was on this ship in the pond with a japanese girl. We had to keep jumping from one ship to the other before it blew up.

If I Had A Million Dollars.

Dreamt I won the lottery. I was attaining the money through the Warrens Mall, which was set up like Sportsman's Bar. I paid my bill for drinks with a million dollar bill, which it had my ex boyfriend's father on it for some reason. At the bar, I gave $9,000 to my aunt Erin because of her schoolwork and debt, and $5,000 to mom for her debt. I told my sister Sarah that I wanted to give her money as well, so she said "Why don't you give me 39 cents a day, then?" I don't know why she suggested this, but it was too complicated to get change for my hundreds, so I just gave her $2,000. Then I went to school and in Biology class I saw my friend Dana and I gave her $2,000 as well. The kids in school were nice to me. They waved, said hello. Very different than in real life back then. When I gave Dana her money, I joked that the rest was going towards Tegan & Sara. I was planning to buy them, funnily enough. I was pretty serious, too.


In the last part of the dream, my dream meshed with reality. Outside of my dream, my dogs outside were barking. In my dream, I was walking down this trail and I had to peek around to make sure my dog was still in his fenced-in area. When I woke up, the barking continued from my dream, which made me realize why I was dreaming that.

Halloween

On Halloween, I dreamt I had a really bad headache and was looking for alternative ways to cure it besides medication. I was also reading a pamphlet about some pregnancy test.