pisanong

Dreamt that it was after midnight New Years Eve, and I was sleeping in a kind-sized bed with Jen, Lienne and Steph. I woke up really early to and was shopping in the adjoining mall when I realized that it was past time to check out. I tried to get back to the room, but all of the elevators were single serve and it was taking forever, so I ran up this rickety flight of steel, crumbling stairs. When I got to the room, I found that Jen and Steph had used my glasses to make faces out of boots, and they were broken. I was super angry, but I didn't have time to deal with them because I had to go to Rachie's in California for a buffet dinner, which I was driving to, from Hawaii, though I parallel parked on the wrong side of the road in front of Anna's house, where her mom was walking her dog.

double dose

Two nights ago, I dreamt about an AWESOME whale watch tour that has you on this flying/floating couch in the middle of the ocean, where whales literally take flight. I was trying to convince Jessica, Caitlin and Whitney that we should book it, but Whitney was a hard sell.

Then last night, among other weird things that I can't clarify, I was taking the 1 bus home to Halekoa. There were only a few other people on the bus, and they were all looking out the window at someone doing an amazing street performance. I realized it was Cassidy, so I jumped off to say hi. Tintle and Fed were there too, so I invited them back to the house, only to get distracted by TM's presence and his freshly cut hair (!).

Other dream snippets include Nicole G. feeling upset that her parents didn't come to her graduation, and a roomie evening for Erin and I ruined because our mystery third roommate had a date. And it was raining.

wrestlemania

Dreamt that we were having a wrestling tournament at my house in New York, all girls, teams of 5. I was wearing a sports bra and a beaded tank top, but couldn't figure out what bottoms would offer the most coverage and freedom. Accidentally drank a 5 hour energy belonging to another team, and was really worried that they'd be pissssssed. Woke up before the matches, slated to take place in my bedroom, began.

My dreams have been pretty fuzzy lately, I might be too well rested.

disturbia

Holy, gross. Definitely dreamt about 5 people being sewn to each other, one on top of another, and being used as a welcome mat. Totally gross, thanks, Human Centipede for traumatizing me.

Jerrhinoppossum

Last night, I was waiting on-line at a drugstore behind the cast of the Jersey Shore. I was chatting with J-Woww when Snooki flew off the handle that I cut in line. I walked away and ran into Bruce P. in the parking lot so I joined him for lunch at a patio table. Inside, the restaurant something was banging and yelling - turns out it was a man killing a possum wearing sneakers. The possum was in sneakers, not the man (though I suppose he probably had something on his feet as well). Disgusted, I left and was delighted to find ample free parking in Waikiki. I decided I would park the car now, and bike home to pick up stuff before my mom and Jen arrived. Biking home proved to be quite difficult, however, because all the rain we've had lately had somehow freed the zoo animals, and there was a grazing rhinoceros in my way.

¿Cuánto?

Last night, I was depositing a $300 check into a Spanish ATM. I was distraught because after fees and exchange rates, only $165 were deposited... then doubly distraught to discover I had deposited the money into someone elses account. I waited on an exceptionally long line to speak to a teller, only to discover that my Spanish isn't so good, and I could not effectively communicate what I was trying to say. Fortunately, this gave the teller an opportunity to test out the banks translating headset, which looked much like a Camelback backpack, but with a headset instead of straw. The teller was so pleased with how well it worked, that she was thoroughly distracted from the task at hand.

Fortunately, I made it home (wherever this home was supposed to be) in time to catch the sunset from a lanai-type room with lots of bunkbeds, and assorted people from assorted times of my life. The view offered was from the top of a crater, I'm guessing because Haleakala is on my mind. We were planning to head out for drinks, but I felt so tired (since I was, in all actuality, fast asleep) so all I could do was announce that I needed coffee. Dad to the rescue - he brewed a pot right up, just in time for my alarm to go off.


My dreams are notoriously detailed and very, very strange. I'd like to remember more of them, identify patterns if there are any, and finally know for sure whether I've dreamed things before or just think that I have. This is mostly for me, but if you're here, and you're reading, I hope you enjoy. Bet you make a cameo sometime soon ;)