it all makes sense, really

Two nights ago, I dreamt that I was shopping and I bought this childish, funky, hot pink watch. I thought it was cheeky and I figured it'd be cheap, so I didn't even look at the price before I charged it. Walking away, I realized that I had just spend $85 on a plastic watch. Definitely returning that bad boy. I got to the top of this flight of stairs in what felt like an outdoor mall. In front of me was a short, wide waterslide that you had to raft down in an inflatable baby pool, into a larger pool. As I was rafting/sliding I saw Nikki G., still pregnant (or pregnant again?) and got all excited. Once I landed and gave Nikki big hugs, I realized that the pool we were in had not been filled before, and all of our stuff was in it and now underwater. I couldn't imagine how I'd find anything since I can't open my eyes under water (contacts) but knew I had to try since all of our phones/cameras etc were under there. I dove under and to my surprise, I could see under water! With contacts on! Joy! I found our stuff and brought it up and found that everything was more or less ok, since between noticing the water and retrieving our items had been a relatively short time (sort of like a cartoon - since I hadn't NOTICED it was underwater, it hadn't mattered). I resolved to dry things out in rice, and that was that.

pool crashing

Last night I dreamt that Rich and I were trying to sneak into the infinity pool at the Sheraton, but could not because we didn't have wristbands. We left in defeat and as we were walking away noticed that these small, bean sprout looking animals were attaching themselves to us. Turns out, they were baby snakes, and they cause no harm, but man, were they gross.

fortnight

Ooops! Slacked off - so many good dreams lost forever! Here are some snippets I've scrawled down to remember:

• I was watching a film crew clear a dirt road in the mountains to film for LOST, and I got really excited and then confused because I remembered that LOST has long been done filming.
• Rich and I were touring a chocolate factory and/or brewery, and tried to re-enter because we'd missed the label making part of the tour. I guess re-entry was not allowed, and we got kicked out. We got in the car to drive away but couldn't, because the parking garage had turned into the back of a Pizza Hut, and the car wouldn't fit through any of the conveyor belt exits.
• I was on vacation with the Dworkin's in some small, cute town trying to take photos, but I couldn't frame anything right from the sidewalk and needed to do so from the middle of the street.
• I couldn't open my locker to get my stuff because I realized I had no idea what the combination was. Luckily, my windbreaker and brown bag covered text book had mysteriously fallen into the unlocked locker directly below.
  
• Brian H./ Ed Helms bar tending in a suit.
• I missed Jen's graduation party, even though I was in NY for it, mostly because I was being a huge pain in the ass.
  

More recently...

I dreamt that I was in Las Vegas with Steve and was shocked at what a shithole it was. We decided to go back to the hotel room to get ready for dinner, but the elevator/ladder we were in started sinking in rainbow paint (I wish I could explain this better, the image is so clear in my mind). I was on top on the ladder and Steve was furious because my trying to climb up I was pushing him further down.

Last night, I dreamt that I was crossing Kilauea Ave with one of my interns, carrying a 12pack of Coke. I raced across to beat some cars, but was stopped in the middle by a median of bushes. When we both got to the other side, there was a cheap gas station I'd never noticed before ($3.13 a gallon), a small Thai place, and an artist's warehouse where he kept all of his artwork for Angry Birds. We met up with another intern (both of whom are Mormon) and one of their friends, and I felt extremely uncomfortable when they started discussing religion (by this time, my case of soda was a box of friend chicken). I also remember riding my bike around and thinking that the hills weren't as bad as I remembered, and bike + bus was a totally viable way to get to and from work. Rich bought me these three stackable rings for my pinkie finger, but I lost one almost immediately and spent a really long time looking through my laundry basket to find it.

wedding guests

Really weird one last night...

I dreamt I was on a couch with Nate, Sahara and Danny watching TV, when the house started spinning and the couch slid out into the street. Apparently this was relatively normal, but the couch spun really hard and fast, and I started falling off and was about to fall off the couch and over the side of the road (naturally, we were on a cliff) when Nate grabbed me and pulled me back up. Rich came home and we were explaining to him what had happened while I looked through our hall closet in Seaford for the Trivial Pursuit box so I could put the game away. While I was up there I found all our old Christmas ornaments, I specifically remember the Barbies.

From there I was walking through a hotel restaurant/bar area with mystery friends when we ran into Kim Kardashian in a wedding dress with Kris Humphreys. Apparently they had just gotten hitched. I told her I was a huge fan and super happy for her, and they invited us to join them for dinner. I wondered where the rest of the family was, but Kim explained that this had been last minute and everyone had other obligations; so they had made it for the ceremony but couldn't stay for dinner so it would be just us and them.

snippets

highlights since Friday night:

• dreamt that I was moving into Jackie and Lindsey's freshman year dorm with them, and I was really upset to have to take the top bunk;
• dreamt about escorting a mental health patient back to his living arrangements, which was this massive home at the end of a boardwalk;
• dreamt that one of the middle-aged interns from work lived in the house Rich used to live in in Seaford, and the police and fire department came because a criminal had tried to set her garage on fire. She had a teenage daughter that refused to go to school because she didn't have a ride, so I offered todrive her to and from school... everyday. The next day I was picking up shells and sea glass from the beach - already made into jewelery - when I realized that I was late to take her to school. I tried to throw everything into my tote bag, but I couldn't find any of my things. Around then I realized I must be dreaming.
  

to the sea

Last night's dream was all over the place. First (or maybe second...?) I was in the ocean, when these enormous sets started coming in. There was a surf coach out there and he was yelling how deep we had to dive under the wave to not get slammed. I kept my eyes open under water so I'd have a good Clark Little view of the inside of a wave, and watched some guy in a college t-shirt narrowly avoid getting sucked out to see. After escaping near death (by remembering a time we'd been there in a raft while the ocean was calm), we all headed over to Bogart's, which was about to close for the day. The shop was all dirty and run down, and being run by a small Chinese woman who was making shrimp dumplings to try out in the store. She gave me one and I loved it, then offered one to my non-shrimp eating mystery companion, who turned it down. I asked if I could have it instead, and she told me I'd have to pay for a second one. From there I left to get ready for a New Year's cheerleading competition, in which I was a flyer. It gets real fuzzy here, but I'm pretty sure Jill G. was there.

Afterwards (or maybe before) I was running around this hotel getting ready for some kind of special event. There was a shower that took up the span of an entire room, but had no walls (?) so I hopped in and tried not to let my hair get frizzy. I left there and got dressed and continued on, only to get swept up by some handsome man at a wedding that I was most definitely not invited to.