Day of the Dead

Mali and I were in a shop and she had just purchased some very strong sleeping pills. She was showing them to me and telling me about how strong they were, and that she was going to dupe someone with them somehow. We were then at a dinner party and Mali offered me a strange, watery looking glass of milk, i pointed out that it looked strange and she said she'd pour it into a different glass, she did, in the new cup i could see four pills floating on the top of the cup. I was outraged and stormed out of the building. Mali was very apologetic and chased me out of the building, trying to apologize. To make amends she offered me a bag of pills, in it was ritalin, adderall, and fake testosterone.

My family and I were looking for somewhere to eat, so we went into P.F Changs, this particular establishment was just a buffet in a dorm room, which was'nt really what i expected from that expensive of a resturaunt. I did'nt want to eat it because there was nothing vegetarian. We sat down and i started explaining to my mother why i had spent so much money on clothes. Then the table was a bed, and the room became more like a dorm,. I was trying to go to bed, but a small bear came in. Everyone was panicking about the bear and nobody knew what to do. I stood on the bed and grabbed hold of a large rope that was hanging from the ceiling, I swang towards the bear and gave it a solid blow. I swung high and did the same thing again. At this point i started swinging out of control, in every direction, higher and higher. I was very scared, there were a lot of people in the room, to avoid hitting them i had to strain my whole body to fight the centrifugal force and lift my feet up. I shut my eyes for a long time, hoping that i would stop swinging. finally i decided to open my eyes, when i did i saw that i had done so just in time, as there was a prime oppurtunity to dismount the rope. I did just that but was very disoriented. I tried to stay balanced and stumbled through the crowded room looking for the bear. I turned around and it was right there in my face, sitting on a bed that was at eye level. I jumped back, but realized that it was terribly wounded. it now lay on the floor, moaning and writhing around. I was incredibly upset by this sight, and i collapsed to the floor, overcome with grief for what i had just done. I sat in a heap with my head against a door, weeping. When i woke up, my face was covered with tears. I had been crying in my sleep!

golf war

my family and i were golfing up the stairs in our home. my mom cheated because she didn't start at the bottom like the rest of us gals. she went to the last step, the one right before the top landing, and hit the golf ball straight into my room. she claimed herself victorious and my sisters and i were very upset with her. the three of us began to talk smack when i arose.

horderves

This afternoon I dreamt that I was on a bus with Conor and some other people on our way to an ethnic restaurant in South Boulder. On our way there I told Conor that every time I took the bus to this part of town the driver took a different route, which I found very exciting. We seemed to be riding the same bus in the same part of town that I had dreamed of once before. Once we got to the restaurant we went outside in the sun on their patio since it was summertime. We ordered a platter of these horderves that were like little artichoke hearts underneath a thick skin like on an avocado. There seemed to be a great deal of tradition behind the way you were supposed to eat them. Each time I ate one I had to peel off the skin and then scrape off the fuzz around the stuff in the middle. If it was cold out you were supposed to dip them in a sauce, but we didn't since it was so hot out. I just kept eating these things for hours and I was with all these other people but I didn't talk to any of them because I was so focused on the process of peeling each little "artichoke heart." They were all I could think about. I hardly knew the people I was with, but I felt this enormous closeness to everyone there since we were all eating these special little horderves together.

In the other bit of my dream I found a website that Noel had made for himself and added it to the list of websites on my facebook profile since I thought it was really neat. Immediately after I did this I realized that I hardly even knew Noel and he would think I was totally creepy, so I took it off my profile.

Piercing

I dreamt that I had a a throat piercing, with a ring right where my adams apple is. When I was at work, this guy who apparently also worked where I did, came up to me and took the ring out of its piercing and pierced his throat with it and pretended that he was the one who originally had a throat piercing. I was so upset at him and talked to the manager. She told him that he was violating the employee policy. The sad part is I don't remember whether he gave it back to me.

lobster, phone, cup

I dreamt that Jessi and I were looking for some lobster outfits that we used to have, and used to use for something, and we wanted to do that thing again but we couldn't find the lobster suits, then i dreamt that i changed the ringtone on my phone, then i dreamt that my friend edie had a cup, that had previously been broken, but no longer was

achy, achy stomache

In my dream last night I spent all of my time in a yoga studio at Baseline and Broadway watching people do yoga. I didn't do any yoga, I just stood in the middle of the room and the instructor would point out to me her students that were really, really good at the poses. The yoga wasn't really yoga though, it was more like interpretive dancing.

At one point Sam came rushing into the yoga studio and was all upset because she had gone to the grocery store and couldn't find a cart to take her groceries out to her car. Jenny was there and was afraid that she had paid for her groceries and left them all at the store and she started to get mad at Sam. But Sam had gone to campus to get a cart she'd been using earlier that day and took it back to the grocery store.

After this happened I started thinking about how terrible my life was. In my dream I was in a relationship with this guy who was 20 years older than me and not very good for me and I wasn't doing a single thing with my life. I kept thinking about how I never ever felt happy and probably would never be happy again. I tried to think about all the wonderful memories I had from being a child, but I couldn't bear to. My stomach tightened up and I felt sick because I knew that I'd never again be as happy as I was when I was little. And I knew that eventually my happy memories would fade and I'd have nothing happy to think about. I was so completely overcome by sadness and hopelessness and worrying that my stomach ache became painful enough to wake me up. I woke up and my stomache really was aching from worry, but I immediately realized that I didn't have to worry about any of those things from my dream. This brought an enormous sense of relief.

stolen goods

last night i had a dream that i stole a doughnut hole from the convenience store attached to the emporium (the convenience store i work at). some guy caught me and told me that i couldn't steal the doughnut hole. i didn't have any money on me but promised to pay them back. the cashier wrote on a business card that i owed him a dollar and gave it to me as a reminder. below my balance was a cartoon that he drew that i really enjoyed and he wrote at the very bottom, "next time you want to steal something be more sneaky. we really don't care."