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Another crazy string of dreams where a lot happened and as soon as I remember one thing I lose the previous thing. In one dream I was sitting on the floor with my back against a couch and the tv was on in the room. There was a group of friends I was with coming in and out of the place and this one guy who looked like this AV guy Seb, that guy is pretty, like stupid pretty, like ohai Imma wave at the monitor… wait. I wave hello to everyone. Nevermind. So this guy who looked kinda like him, but wasn’t him, was there and I was all weird and awkward and he decides to chill with me on the floor and lays his head in my lap. That’s it. Um, in another part I was outside sitting at this table reading something when I realized Liam was at the table next to mine. He walked up so I looked up and he had this huge container, it looked like a fancy ass mosaic planter, full of lollipops, the huge dollar ones with random flavors like cotton candy and stuff. He dumped the container out on the bed of a trunk and under it was my purple Korean blanket. Then we were inside some craft store with BB talking about random things. I was upset about the chaos at home and moving in and wondering how long it’s gonna take to be debt free so I can go do my own thing, scary close to real life.. but we were in LA. Like instead of LV they went to LA, and I was saying how I used to love LA and now it’s different… like it lost it, and I guess it’s take time to explore and rediscover things here, to go find my tribe of geeks and goths and fellow freaks. There were a bunch of other things that happened after that buuuut… they’re gone. Yeah.

I had a string of so many weird random dreams that don’t make sense and are all smashed together. I fell asleep watching TV and woke up from my laptop fans spinning back up. My wireless mouse was under me, moved it back to the desk,  crashed out to next weird dream to toss and turn around in.  I can’t remember a lot of it,  I remember cuddling with someone and there were these huge fluffy blue fur… like Russian blue.. except they were like midsized dogs but they kept being referred to as penguins. They were digging the belly rubs and chillin. A bunch of other things happened I can’t remember, this was weird. I was watching TV and my brain meshed the devil from Cow and Chicken and Powerpuff Girls together. Idk. lol

I was outside in the park by the pool where the benches and shuffleboard was.  There was a group of kids playing a game and it was kind of done as a race.  There was some other game, more like a social experiement, these other guys were playing, approaching people and talking to them in different languages.

Inside this dim lit tavern there were these tables lined up in long rows and benches. Lindsay was sitting next to me and we were all waiting,  watching something on the TVs mounted on the walls. We were goth’d out.  I noticed a girl down the rows of tables to the left in red vinyl and made a comment about how it all looked the same.  It wasn’t that dark red vinyl, it was the bright red vinyl that usually has the black trim around the collars and sleeves regardless of how the piece was cut. I mentioned how if you got two pieces and wore them together it’d look like one piece and would look terrible. We were waiting for something but I can’t remember what.

There was some game and everyone was happy about a hometown win. There was a banf playing out on the grass and I can’t remember this part.

I had people over at the house I grew up in. The sliding glass door into the kitchen and the hall downstairs were very accurate.  It was nighttime and I was sitting in the kitchen next to this guy talking about random stuff, he had long hair so I think it was Shale. Another chick was sitting on my other side. We were discussing people we’d known and he was hesitant to compare since he had a lot of exes in the scene. I asked how long he’d been here and he said 10 years. I mentioned how I’d been in Phoenix over 20. The house we were sitting in we moved into in 1992. (It was 93 irl) and I considered myself a native.

I heard loud music coming from outside and got up to check on it. I opened the gate outback to see someone working on something inside my dad’s truck (except it was way bigger than his f150 was) and despite having these fat headphones on this terrible rap music was blaring. I couldn’t find the steps under the door so I just found somewhere to stand on and climbed up to get him to roll down the driver side window. I explained I didn’t care except it was night and the next door neighbor,  the elderly lady with the red sedan, you see that light that’s on to the left? She’d put in a noise complaint, so could you turn it down? He did. I went back inside.

This other guy was there dressed like he was on Game of Thrones, or Reign, there was this whole goth/SCA/Renaissance festival/period clothing thing going on and it was done very well.  The layout of the house was like Karl’s, he was head of an SCA household I can’t remember the name of buy he didn’t make an appearance in the dream. So we’ll dressed dude in this house was kind of bring an ass. I went around the corner from the kitchen to the bathroom where there were magazines and documents in stacks on the tile floor to look for something. My dad came back except it was someone else. He’d been away working on projects involving design and consultation for the earlier mentioned event. I think some coding might have been involved. And it was weird, this guy was only twenty-something years older than me and was taller and had long brown hair I mean like bottom of the shoulder blade long and was also well dressed like he was involved in the scene.  Like the prince from Beauty and The Beast when he’s human, in his late 40’s – early 50’s, in badass garb, walking in like he’s head of the vampire coven or something. Its like I was his gothic legacy, like I’d be in some role later with this group.  I’m just fascinated my brain made this my father figure, and when he came in the dude in my house from before changed attitudes very quickly and kept calling him sir and offered to get him a drink so he didn’t have to get up and whatever. I went upstairs.

I was sitting at the computer scrolling through all the pics from this goth Dickens like festival.  It wasn’t tied down to just Victorian style or anything.  There were fun postars made for the event and I saw pictures of friends I hadn’t seen in a very long time. You’d made it to this event to take pictures and captured a lot of friends I knew without even realizing it. I was reading some other page and your words mentioned how you’d stare at a terminal, looking at the blinking cursor in the black void and think of how we were in two different cities just looking at that blinking cursor, pausing before typing something. There was some metaphorical comment about looking down at the desk and seeing the message in the webs left by Charlotte herself. It was a very lonely message.

A group came by to say hello and this lady mentioned now I’d know what they look like in noral mundane clothing.  We were at some convention while everyone was taking their booths down and packing up. I saw this girl I’d been talking to previously online and asked if she was going to Bats day, or if she was going to Disneyland any other time in the future and said I’d try to join her. I was back in my room under my desk grabbing a couple things before I left and that was it.

I had a dream earlier this morning Matt went to SF for the software thing.  He’s been really anxious to hear back lately, I hope he gets it.

I had some other dream I was walking around outside in this shopping area and realized I dropped something so I was running to go back and find it but couldn’t because people kept getting in the way. I  was in my room when this chick knocked on my door and handed me money but I wasn’t sure why, she said there was water damage from the rain and when I walked down the hall could see the water stains and some of the pain bubbling from the water behind it.   I was downstairs in this other house with another chick who reminded me of Leah M trying to figure out the layout, went upstairs and saw around the corner there was another smaller kitchen like the upstairs had an attached flat.  I passed another room and it was huuuge so I asked the chick how she ended up with that room and she said it was cause she paid $1800 a month.  I found a 3rd kitchen in the house.  In the SW wing of the house there was a door I hadn’t opened yet and when I checked inside with faux Leah there were people working in this room on hardware, it was like a mini lab.  There was a guy there who I saw earlier in the dream, he looked like Eion Bailey.  There was another door on the side that led to stairs down the building.  I was sitting in a movie theater and there were only a couple other people in there a few rows down.  The guy from before sat next to me which was like okay but kind of awkward and I woke up.

Just woke up with BLB’s You Can’t Stop A Bullet in my head.

There was a string of dreams jumbled together that make no sense and I can barely remember and am not sure what order they went in.

I was at a dinner table with friends discussing plans and how parents alternated nights. I said something about getting babysitters and someone said something and I asked if they knew what March 14th was. Someone was all oh 3.14 pi day? And I was all its one month after Valentines and yeah it’s pi day bit it’s also steak and bj day, your lady wants to get a babysitter and go out you make it happen. Friends at the table agreed.

There was something before that where I had to figure something out by converting it to binary, which as of this week I can do irl, and I did. I was having issues because there was the concept that early computers had the technology built in for all the modern day protocols back when they were first created. Like the inventors of the machines didn’t invent the Internet protocols or design it but knew we’d need the hardware decades in advance and I was trying to figure out okay we know which organizations agreed on these protocols but who the hell invented the ethernet cables and NICs and WiFi adapters and other shit… which I find funny it was a huge cover up mystery in my dream when I do know these things. ._.

I opened this shiny purple and white vinyl faux alligator skin covered gift box, it was like a tiny trunk, and there wasn’t much in there but snagged on one corner was a necklace on a silver chain and it was my crescent moon necklace with the gem dangling in the middle I had for years and lost years ago. I’d look at it and it looked the same but it looked more ornate. I picked it up and it had a few thin 18″ chains with pendants om each one that all layered and complemented. One side had my original necklace and the other had a larger brassy colored crescent with a polished stone in the middle. Between the two were other trinkets and one looked like a flat white stone with a little copex marketed manga version of myself with long brown hair drawn on it. It looked like my style, and it looked like it was stained on there almost like an opaque stain class because the image soaked through on both sides and the light going through showed those colors but the colors were more pastel than you’d get out of stained glass.. or maybe more like milk glass. This is harder to describe than I expected lol.

I was sitting on this huge plush couch in one room and it was dim. There was some collectible glass piece next to me on the table build into the center of the couch, there was some argument about keeping my necklace I found with my dad. He went upstairs to argue with mom. I went to the other room and saw my gaming rig at a desk, it was this huge tower and dual monitor..  the keyboard keys were taken off the base of the keyboard and reassembled upside down in order so you saw the clear pieces on the bottoms of the chiclet keys and would type on those and you couldn’t see the letters or characters, which was cool… cause touch typing. So I win + L’d and walked away and went around the corner into the kitchen and saw mom and started explaining the importance of this item.

I was in a room sitting in between these two girls discussing where they were from and answering in a mocking way like they would when a guy would ask. One was from Barbados and the other I can’t remember. The girl laughed and said she was Scottish Korean while pointing at herself then laughed. They were imagining funny ways for me to respond or something.  We had to leave the area and Ashe and I were left. We had to grab the leftover equipment and our things.

I forgot everything else even though I know there’s more. Woot.

Song: “Has our govt been dumping weird dream powders within the chemtrails as of late?

This morning, while grabbing my last three minutes of heavy sleep, I dreamt I was in Kenya, and that I was climbing a tree to have a chat with a young kiddo. We were talking along and we started noticing these blue and red ants, they were everywhere! As we talked the ants increasingly became agitated. I excused myself from talking with the child, and jumped down out of the tree. I was covered in these ants, and I began to knock them off. I couldn’t knock them off of me evidently fast enough though, for as I was the ants still on me all of the sudden swelled to an incredible size and fastened a chain like embedding to attach themselves to my jeans. I pulled them off as quickly as I could, and when pulling them off they would explode this white fluffy substance… and the chain that they were binding to me would remain. Finally, I ran to a hot water spigot where I proceeded to use the hot water to “rinse” the odd little creatures off my body- which was working- then I woke up.

In this dream Kat was separating from / divorcing a guy named Brian. I came over to visit Kat not realizing they were still living together and it was weird. He seemed really nice and calm given the circumstances but he didn’t really seem like her type. He wasn’t gothy, or musically inclined from what I could tell. He wasn’t the most handsome man (based on her previous relationships..) but he was kind.

I always thought it was funny how much we have in common, we’re both very driven to better ourselves physically, creatively, professionaly even if our paths are different, we both went from being immersed in the scene to observing it and partaking occasionally.  She went through her divorce around the same time I left Jay. We have a lot of respect and admiration for each other as strong beautiful women. I just think it’s funny the men in her life she found sexy… um.. not my cup of tea.  To each their own? I’m sure she feels similar about the men I’ve dated, and we’ve never said anything. lol

The dream I had next, I had some presentation in class and was going over papers with my professor.  She was in this red dress suit, kind of like my high school English teacher except this was grad school level nonsense. This thing happening at 2pm was a big deal because pharmaceutical representatives would be there.  I was excusing myself and she said we should do this fancy handshake thing when I came back and I was all sure. I walked out of the room down thus crowded hall that looks like those casino resorts thag transition from quiet halls with some art and a spa nearby to noisy retail. I found the bathroom and every stall was taken, then one opened and there was this line and I walked up and the girl was gonna take it but I’d been waiting longer so whatever. I went in and there was this bench to my left and these two white Samsung S4’s with Sailor Moon backgrounds. I grabbed them so I could drop them off at security. I noticed straight ahead the door must have been mirrored on one side cause I coukd see the ladies sitting on a bench but *hopefully* they were seeing a mirror.  I was buttoning this cherry dress I used to have that had buttons going all the way down and I couled see through the glass this police officer and this crowd desend on my dad against this glass wall across a courtyard. They were holding his arms back and throwing punches. The crowd was so huge it was like watching zombie except they were alive and making decisions, and instead of stopping then the officer endorsed it. I needed to get over there, there were too many, it wasn’t a fair fight, I had to at least get his arms free so he could defend himself.  I was still fumbling with the buttons to finish getting dressed and was only half way there.

I woke up on some really pretty chaise lounge. The room was decorated like how you’d expect a suite at the Venetian might look. Someone asked me if I wanted breakfast and throughout a couple suggestions.  I was confused and didn’t know where I was or what happened to everyone, I felt bad I missed my presentation.  I walked out and saw this pool, there was some chick going around dancing and falling back into the pool like she was shooting a video. Idk.

I was by real water, walking around, and there were these huge old structures off the coast to the right that looked like they’d been there forever. I guess boats would have docked there, they were falling apart but the windows still had glass and it still looked solid enough to take a boat out and walk around. This was east coast but somehow the map said I was in Oregon.  It was sunny and the reflection off the water was bright. People were leaving and I stayed waist deep in the water resting my head on the dock for a couple more minutes before getting up and following,  then I woke up.

This is the second night in a row where I was tired and decided to go to bed early so I coukd wake up early and study. Went to bed early and woke up at my normal time. Didn’t even need a sleep med, just slept right through. I could still be asleep right now if I didn’t have work today. Maybe I need the rest right now but idk why I have this much fatigue.

Was out in Mesa going or dinner with Carolyn. I remembered some Mexican place and we went there. TSO joined us and we got so much food you couldn’t see the table. Music was playing and I made some karaoke joke. Carolyn had a mic and got through the first couple lines of Snoop Dogg’s Whats My Name then stopped so I looked up the lyrics on my phone and handed it to her.  Later the place filled up and I noticed a huge group in the back when Cursive Eve by I:Scintilla was playing and wondered if they were responsible for it. I walked over to say hello but it was so noisy and they had so many tables pushed together they were all absorbed in their own conversations. Some of the group started getting up like they were leaving and I turned to someone to say hi and introduce myself. This other person welcomed me back and said last time around I didn’t like him on his way out. He was in some terribly done goth carnival / steam punk attire… dirty red jacket, dirty top hat, goggles on the hat.  I got worried I knew this person or group and forgot about them. Like they were the part of the scene you wanted to avoid. I went back to the table and Jessica (Maromi) sat next to me to catch up. I offered her a taco while devouring food. I looked up and saw another table with MyMy, Brianne, and a few other people I hadn’t seen in years and went to say hello. I went to hug MyMy and kneeled by her chair. She made this comment on how I was a keeper but he tried to make me into a toy. She was referencing Bill.  I hadn’t seen her irl since I was 17.  I think it’s crazy how her and my goth mom are cousins too.

I was at this house and this guy who I thought was with MyMy was there downstairs.  This place was like some mesaed up version of Alex’s old condo in Tempe, and that place was so dirty and scary and so many people in the scene had rented rooms there throughout the years… I was upstairs in this dark room on this mattress on the floor. There was very little light coming in from the door being cracked so I tried to make out what was in the room. There was a bed draped with fabric from the ceiling, another smaller one in the corner this kid had walked into to crash out on, and this Asian girl who mighe have been his mom already there. I got up and went downstairs. I wanted to leave. Apparently I wasn’t allowed to go through the door and had to climb up this desk, push the screen off this high up rectangular window, and jump from there.  I struggled to get up there, fighting shelves, and was happy when I pushed the screen out but looked down the other side and it was rocks, and it was a huge drop for me.  I said I almost forgot my bag and got down to go around the couch and grab it.  The guy was all oh yeah, and when I found it we looked out the glass wall and saw a girl standing there loowing at us. She was in this dyed blue and purple EGL dress, it was very fluffy and it was the kind of light blue and purple, and the fade from one to the other, you see in dyed hair. She tried to communicate something to us through the glass but we couldn’t make out what it was. There were sirens outside and a couple flashes of light, then it stopped. While all this went on I found a door and ran out. I ran on the wet sidewalk and collapsed in front of these black stairs that led to a black door. It opened and the group MyMy was with came out to see what happened to me. I can’t tell if this was my neighborhood or Alex’s since both were built in the 60’s by the same builder. There was no teal door this time.

I was in a large room trying to rearrange it and move the bed to another wall. It had the Ikea slats and I was trying to move them to the side so I couls move the frame. There wasn’t a lot of room to work with then at times the room was larger.  The east wall had a clutered desk with an old computer ans CRT monitor on it.  There was this idk what to call it a wall table on one wall and I wanted to move it to another but when I looked I noticed it was covering a hole and inside the wall there were belongings there in storage. When I looked at the east wall again there was a kitchen with a dishwasher, a fridge, something else, then a wall unit with a flat screen. This was a studio now, and I went back to fighting with where to put the bed.  I thought maybe on the wall where the window is. Then I noticed this huge piece of furniture that took up so much room and looked out of place. It was this pretty French embellished (maybe enameled?) 18th century piece that was a wardrobe but bigger, it was the 1700’s equivalent to one of the custom closet wall unit things you can build at Ikea.  It was this eggshell white with gold trim and I was gonna toss it but thought it was too pretty then decided I could paint it black. But I didn’t want to lose the details so I noted 5 different colors and would need different paints and to tape off different parts, like the pearls, to keep it looking the same but what I’d consider better. It’s like the work Fabulous and Baroque does.  I think I woke up after fighting this piece.

“I had a dream that I was volunteering at a prison/shelter. Charles, I saw you briefly first. We exchanged pleasantries (flirtatious, of course) and then you bounced like the tigger you are to help with the BBQ. It was a lounging day and a reward for the inmates/displaced. There were many, 30 or so total. It was a very bustling, social occasion. Everyone was in high spirits. I then saw Alex King (SueJung)  and we chatted for quite a while. Shortly after, I ran into Eric. I was showing him a video on my phone where I held photos of my “friends.” The video he was most interested in was of a reddish colored pug that was walking backwards, seemingly unknowingly into a small water inlet and at the last second, turned and jumped across it. Eric, you thought that was impressive, more so than my other photos, lol… Then, a few random actors/actresses came into the picture. A woman looking very much like Winona Ryder in black lipstick, short black hair, & leather came and sat front of me on the edge of the couch I was lounging on looking a bit confused. She held my hand behind her back and ran her fingers up & down my wrist. She then saw a man that looked like Brandon Lee from “The Crow,” make up and all, and became nervous as he was her former lover. But she continued to play with my hand and wrist. She began looking in the other direction that he passed toward at some buildings that looked similar to a shopping mall of adobe houses, Pueblo Revival style, in the distance. She became more nervous, looked back at me, withdrew her hand, and left towards those buildings. Then, Natasha Lyonne and I were remarking on how this was the cleanest shelter we’d ever volunteered in, no roaches specifically. But she said that she wouldn’t date me because I had and area of grey hair that was becoming noticeable towards the back of my head. I said it was fine because I wasn’t going to dye my hair. SueJung, you sat beside me next, looking sad because you had to leave soon. But you gave me a blue pinky press on nail that had a zipper on it and a chain that connected to that zipper which wrapped around all of my fingers. You said not to move the nail around too much or it wouldn’t stay on. The rubbery glue lost some of it’s stickiness in the exchange because it never stuck properly but I kept trying anyways. I figured I wouldn’t lose it with the chain wrapped around my fingers anyways. Looking sad, you walked away as well. The rest of the dream involved the BBQ and everyone sitting down to eat. I wandered through the tables trying to go undetected because there was nothing I could eat. I remember being very sad because my friends had left, in person. All I was left with was photos/videos on my phone.”

I was running around some resort and there was a foam party somewhere. I saw Anna (Sparrow) running around the venue and wasn’t sure what was going on so I decided to leave. I got in a fight somewhere with dad, can’t remember anything about this part.

Your Anna was driving this right-hand drive car and I was in the passenger seat up front. You were in the back. There was some conversation going on and she said you used to be a certain way, like you were competent, then you changed  the day you met me.  I don’t remember if that’s the wording she used but she blamed me for something being different and she didn’t like it.  When we parked at this gas station you told her to make sure the fog lights were on when we got back on the road. Idk where we were going but it seemed like a long trip. I asked her if she’d dealt with driving in this kind of weather before and she started hinting that she hadn’t but said she had this.

I saw you and Sabrina standing in line waiting to order and going over the menu on the wall. I walked over and put my arms around her, we were all discussing the currency and see conversions. Since I’m slow at running numbers in my head I tried going off memorization for amounts and adding the difference.  I was wearing a white robe without a belt and was folding my arms to keep it shut. You commented on it but I can’t remember what you said.

Jason was at a desk, and the office looked a lot like the ASU help desk back in the day.  I was sitting in a chair next to him when my left side on the back of the chair.. like curled up in the chair cause I do that for realsies.  He was trying to figure something out and I wanted to see the answer.  You walked by and I wanted to ask you but you were already out. ( I already know this is because of the reports TSO wants irl. Eww.)

I walked out to the hall and into a small room which felt like a bedroom, was wearing a white-ish dress, walked out back into this open area and saw Lo looking right at me. Her eyes were big and she looked amused trying to figure out what was going on as she watched things unfold.

I was standing in one of four lines and this lady made us kneel while putting our right hands up on a table, palm up.  She was placing these huge macaroons with frosting in our hands… it was the size of my hand. People were rejecting them,  Lo was across from me and we were going to keep them for some kind of retaliatory move.

The room was dark and you were in bed, I wasnt sure if you were already asleep but I wanted to talk to you so I used the light from my phone and pointed it down to see where I was walking then placed it on the nightstand and sat in bed.

Allison H: “I had dreams all day I was working. Now almost time to go back for night shift. Stupid brain. :p”

Luxbot: “I had a lot of really strange dreams last night. In one of them, I woke up naked on a cold slab in a small spaceship. I had no memory of how I got there so I got up and began walking around. In the brushed metal side of the ship I could see my reflection. It was blurry but I could tell that somehow my hair had returned to its natural color and growth, it was dark with no bangs. There was a big computer screen up with a lot of technical infrmation that I didn’t quite understand but I could see two dates on there, one from this year (2015) in pink text and one from a date much further in the future in blue text. I suddenly had this incredibly sinking feeling that I was dead and had been dead for a long time. A lot of emotions ran through my head…I felt very disappointed in myself for dying before I had completed my life’s goals. I also felt so terrible for leaving behind everyone I loved. However, I couldn’t really think about that for too long because there was a lot of flashing commotion and information on the computer screens in the spaceship. The ship had no windows but it had a large sort of viewfinder/periscope contraption so I looked through that and I could see that we were flying straight toward a giant nebula/galaxy/space thingy. The crazy thing about this nebula was that from the viewfinder, still far away in space, it looked just like a giant, pulsing, exploding eye. It looked just like one of my eyes, it was like staring straight into my own soul. i knew the ship was going to be torn apart in the giant maw of this huge nebula in a matter of minutes, maybe seconds. Immediately I knew what to do: I grabbed a spacesuit and put it on, then jettisoned myself from the spacepod. I can’t really describe it but in my dream the experience was so amazing, I was floating in the empty void of space looking toward this giant mass of color and light that was about to swallow me whole. Suddenly, my spacesuit broke apart from the force of this huge heavenly body and my naked body was disintegrated and gone, I found myself back on the mundanity of earth, back in a human form, managing props and taking guests on a tour of an LA movie set. And that was my dream!”

I’m missing a lot of details from earlier dreams but I remember sitting in a room upstairs and there were these three other guys doing some percussion on furniture or whatever, then we were sitting in the loft and someone set a tin down on the table, we were sitting around on the floor, with a bunch of grinded weed, and what looked like a lot of crystals from trimming and hash. I’ve never smoked all the crazy fancy things my friends who grow as caregivers do but was super happy to partake since I was where I would be crashing for the night and wasn’t driving.  There were two little pipes going around and the guy to my left cleaned the ash out of one and handed it to me, I was trying to get some of the grainy powdery crystals in with the weed into the pipe but was failing miserably.  Then someone brought a two hosed hookah that I’m guessing had a layer of weed between the shisha and the hoses were going around the table.  The smoke was thick like fumari.

I was standing in a kitchen looking at what was supposed to function like a stove, but looked like a simulator for a Mitsubishi Lancer, and just the screen and the ignition. It was keyless. There was a yellow screen throwing some error. There was a mix of code and Japanese. I was trying to figure out how to do something about it, and when Andrew C came to look he was all why are you trying to mess with that right now? I told him I needed a USB keyboard and mouse because I couldn’t select anything or type anything. Hell I could just get away with a keyboard like it’s a crash cart. We gave up.

I was walking down a windy sidewalk with someone to a teal door, he said that entrance was fake but I knew it was real.  I unlocked the door when I turned the handle and walked in. It was home, but it was a mess. Some of my things were downstairs on the couch and on the coffee table. He wanted to go upstairs and I was stalling in the licing room trying to gather my things.  The guy I was with looked like Tyler but I didn’t realize why I knew him until I woke up. That teal door was the same color of the front door of the house I grew up in. There have been teal doors in my dreams for years and whatever was inside was always some weird representation of home… sometimes more accurate than others, sometimes completely warped.

Kelli: “The non-stop dreams are out of control crazy! It’s not a complaint as I love to dream more than I like to be awake. I’m lucky because I usually don’t sleep deep enough (thanks Benadryl). They have just been crazy!

Have I visited anyone recently?”

I was thrown by the wind or something to the other side of the mountains to the west and found this dirt road.  Everything looked white and dusty like limestone.  I started walking along the road past this building and there were a few cars going up the road.  Someone stopped and offered me a ride, I declined.  At night I walked into this house, then heard something and went back to what I Thought was the front door to make sure it was locked but it was to a game room.  There was a pool table, the floor was concrete instead of carpet, the walls were wooden, and I think the door on the other wall either went outside or to a garage.  I turned around to look at the wall and saw a trophy and ribbons, some black and white photo, and thought this was a dream.  Then thought I really had to keep it together .  There was a gunmetal guitar laying on a table on the other side of the room.  I wondered if I could pull a hand wave thing and bring it to me but couldn’t so I jumped up and floated to it.  I turned her into a woman and my hands were on her hips and we had sex on the table (I don’t even know).

I was standing outside my car in the parking lot, except it was a dark blue Hyundai Elantra or Sonata, waiting for someone to come out of this building.  I knew who it was in the dream but can’t remember now.  I started walking towards the building then realized I’d left something in the car.  Went back and forgot, noticed one of the back doors was open, closed it.  Saw the tail lights were on and went oh shit the cars on I need the key.  These two elderly ladies watched me run up to the front passenger door and said it was fine I didn’t have to hurry, and they found a spot somewhere else.  I pushed the button on the handle to open the door and turned off the engine.  This was a dentist office, did I mention that?  It wasn’t too busy, but then it started filling up and more patients were showing up like we missed the rush or something.  Oh, and the sun was kind of out.

So now the suns down and I crossed lightrail tracks.  I’m walking through some store with some interesting pictures on the walls, chicks in some fetish ball / Rob Zombie worthy costumes.  Vertical black and white corsets, green liquid latex, stuff and things.  I walked out with Nicola and Calypso.  My arm was around Nicola’s waist and her arm was around my shoulder, I made some comment about how she walked in the pair of heels she was wearing and how good her ass looked.  She made some comment about this guy in front of us being the only person who was interested in the shoes (shes involved in events, modeling, and has a clothing line irl).  We were making our way to the lightrail when she started to worry about someone she hadn’t been able to reach by phone, but they were way on the east side.  I told her to try and call someone to check up on him and we’ll drive that way so she can go check up on him, and I could go with or chill in the car.  I told Calypso she was welcome to join or I could take her home.  She decided to stay with us.  While we were on the train to my car it was a little brighter out and we were looking at the buildings at the stop.  Calypso asked why I didn’t design buildings.  I said it was a lot of math and engineering, and if you messed up it was a lot of liability and there are lives involved.  If I had a passion for designing structures I might have suffered through the math to be an architect but it’s not the kind of activity I’m interested in.

I think it’s funny this is the second time my brains dreamed about one of the hottest chicks in Phoenix.  She’s nice and has great business etiquette for events and everything else but we’re acquainted in the scene at best (which I think is too bad).  She’s closer to my unni and a couple other mutual friends.

I was in some house and there was so much stuff, like clothes and… stuff. It was like the first time I went to Gypsy’s house and she had clothing racks of all these awesome things. She had, ans still has, the best wardrobe ever (I’m caught up, teenage me is pleased).  And they were all organized, she really was the goth queen in my life when I was 15.  Except in the dream everything was everywhere and not organized or placed in their home if one was designated.   I opened a door that went into the bathroom and it was huge! There were yards of black and red fabric pinned to the ceiling and dividers and other garments hanging or thrown on them, on racks, chairs. I read something on the wall about when going somewhere and taking the essentials cause too much drags you down, and thought oh yeah, I need to downsize my closet. I walked through the hall into the kitchen and there was so much stuff but no one was around, like there was going to be a party, or it already happened. The kitchen counter had three notes on it, since whoever was writing ran out of room twice.  It was addressed to Brooke about where to go.

I was in an office bending down at the desk where Justin H was sitting. He was scrolling through a site trying to deal with something when he got up and Mark P bent down next to me and was talking to me about something but I didn’t care to listen. He folded his arms and leaned in to bump my shoulder. Did not care.

I was outside and it was grassy.  I can’t remember the last time I saw that much real grass.  There was a little rock wall / divider thingie and sitting on it was a little dog.  I ran up to go see it and he ditched me. 🙁  You came up to see what I was trying to pick up and I quit.  We walked over to a glass wall and saw someone bring a black bear cub out.  We got to see different animals and someone brought out a koala for us to pet. Someone had an angry little chiwawa and the hair down its back was raised up, it’s name was Raichu. People kept linking Pokémon names to real animals and we were cuddled up and laughing,  saying we wanted to go home and game. We were alone so I kissed you.  Thats when I realized my lips were dry and was all fuck, and was being super weird about it in my head, and you were amused and bit my lip, I bit back and giggled.  I was fine.  Irl I’m glad you’ve been alright with my quirks and my particular flavor of weird. You mentioned throwing Ever After or The Princess Bride on in the background after we talked gaming.  I’m thinking Princess Bride cause that’s the funny one and the director was mentioned. This doesn’t line up, other movies my brain ran through were Mel Brooks… completely unrelated. I looked out the window and saw this very ornate ferris wheel, it was decorated kind of like a merry go round on its side. There was a woman in a shiny black costume walking on it doing tricks and I wasn’t sure if she was supposed to be there or if she was part of cirque du soleil. There were a lot of things I questioned and thought were out of place.

I was stuck here due to bad weather on the west coast. It’s weird cause it was like “here” was NM, and NV was like Phoenix.  The only flight to get “home” had a layover in Oregon and that’s if that one didn’t cancel tomorrow. I made this huge mistake where I packed everything in my checked in bags except for the stuff on my purse I left in my hotel room.. so any way of identifying myself or contacting someone was inaccessible. I went to the front desk and spoke to the lady there who recognized me from checking in and I explained where my things were. I think she helped me out.

I was in a small room in the office with someone talking about how it was my last day in IT.  I said I wasn’t sure where I’d sit or if I could still chill with them sometimes since my group was in another state. Then I wondered if their perception of me would be that I gave up instead of realizing I was burnt out and never wanted to do this forever. I was going somewhere else but it was going to be weird. TSO and TLO had stayed here long after this building opened and not interacting with them at all felt isolating. I had some early morning interview and it was getting late, I was going to back out and email them to cancel it, it was some formality since I knew I already had it. People would have looked at it as a step down. 

I was with some friends and Josh was packed up about to make the trip to AZ.  It was so late at night we were all exhausted.  I looked at the glass door and noticed this building across the street, it was huge and the glass was tinted black, there were red and white lights that went up the building so planes could see it.  A lady sat next to me in the living room and we talked about random stuff. She gave an address and wasn’t sure but based on the street number I was sure it was in the Camelback corridor, or somewhere near Central. I got this huge purple envelope and inside was a card from the new department saying how excited they were to have me, with some words of encouragement, and some reminder about the interview and not to be worried. I had to check the time since I wasn’t sure if I’d missed it.

I was walking through a building with a couple girls I knew wondering if I should work in the Gilbert office or Tempe one whenever I came in, but the Gilbert one had more stuff around it (my brain remembered it like Town Square) and Ashley said Gilbert cause they’re in that building. My brain successfully merged the locations of two companies I worked for…

This parts a blur. I was back in the airport looking at the different art displays. We were walking through security and got separated, then you came back with candy.  The last thing you said to me was eeepoiyoh but in the context of cute instead of pretty.

We were lying in bed while gaming and taking turns on a single player but you started and hadn’t failed so I was stuck watching and play fighting and asking for the controller.  You’d gotten to some levels I’d never seen before and I asked how since I’d completed the game and unlocked *almost* everything.  You said you knew some codes and gave it what it wanted. While cuddled up I’d go from watching in disbelief to turning over and trying to steal the controller.

The room was dim and I was alone. There was a large Tokyopop poster on the wall and in the middle of the room a bed, with an old brassy metal frame, when I lifted the blanket I saw a couple holes in the mattress that looked like they were from nails scratching through.  Maybe from nightmares. This phone in a thick case chimed but I couldn’t swipe and get in. I looked at the other side and saw a little screen scrolling names and some pictures, I wasn’t sure if these were authorized users or previously successful logins.

I walked through this station trying to make my way through this mess of people while holding onto this melting truffle in my hand and got some chocolate on my white dress.  My fingers were covered in chocolate.  I made it inside through a hall where I saw some familiar people and kept walking down the hall.  There was food catered in the hallway, a bunch of pizza, random stuff, some guy went and grabbed this rack with a row of three tacos on them.  Everything seemed suspicious.  Like nothing is free, and if you aren’t paying for anything you are the product.  I had been here previously in the dream but it’s fuzzy.  Then I left and walked around, eventually walking up the steps in another building and sat in a row.  More girls came in, then left.  it was apparently a shuttle and it had been dark out but now there was sunlight.  I walked out and saw a crowd of people to the right in costumes for a celebration.  They were elaborate like the elite in Hunger Games, and it was everyone, like some lie that everyone was on the same playing field.

I kept walking to the side to avoid being seen and went towards home, or what had been designated as such, with the intention of passing it and getting over the wall with the picture, like a decal or wall wrapping, of a marina like in San Diego with a yacht (the colors were off).   This other girl and I were going to try and get out, she looked a lot like Alice Braga. We listened to the  person with the mic speaking to the crowd we just passed apologizing that due to some circumstance they were canceling / postponing carnival again but were getting to a point to say they were going to do it today anyway. We looked at each other and started running for the wall. It felt like it was so close but too far, and I could hear her breathing. I stopped when she did, grabbed her hand, and we kept running. That’s when we knew instead of being strangers or just being in it for oneself, we didn’t just have a common goal, we were in it together. She collapsed and I told her come on, we were almost there. Then she explained it was her lungs, they were gone because of her grandma, and did some hand gesture and mumbled something about this place and plastic surgery. My heart dropped. I wasn’t sure if it was a bad trade or if she had something mechanical that was failing. I wondered for a second if there was nothing there but that was impossible. How could they do this to her? I held her by the walls to the outside world while she was dying and woke up.

Valentina: “Well that was an intensely fierce dream. O_O

I wonder why when I rise to violence in a dream, I wake up feeling scared and like I need to curl up in a ball with a stuffed animal or someone protective.
I don’t know if anyone else feels that way.

On the positive side, awesome machete sword combos that were perfectly balanced. Going to have to go look online and see if those designs exist. They were fun!

Zombie dreams are always intense! This had a touch of that, except they weren’t really dead, or unaware.
More, possessed but conscious of their actions/self/etc?“

I was in bed and closed my eyes and imagined racing, then I was racing down an open mountain track thing like the Initial D games at Gameworks. Then I was in the backseat of a truck and could see open water and sunlight to my right so I thought it was the east coast but we were driving on the freeway and downtown Phoenix was up ahead so I wasn’t sure where I was. Based on the curves and direction of the freeway this was the 1-10 westbound around the Phoenix/Tempe border. We took a couple streets down to this building. The street names were all wrong and I asked why they changed. Apparently everything was privatized and bought up, even the streets. In this building, dad and I were in this golf cart going down a hall and he mentioned Ty always being around here lately which was weird. The halls and office space was cluttered with folding chairs and lab equipment like old experiments were moved off the table on to the floor to be discarded later. While going through another office floor there was this one guy with bags and piles of candy all around him at his desk and I asked if that’s the guy I’d heard of earlier with the kitkats and dad said he was. So when we were passing him I asked if he had any green tea kitkats since I saw other kinds and he was eating a white chocolate one, he said sure but as we were passing he handed me a box of nerds. I threw it back. We went through a door to another room that was dim. Everyone was in a folding chair facing the east wall and as we passed a couple girls in the crowd were excited to see me and said hi, then said to keep going and get out of here, that I was lucky. It’s like I’d known them and had been there but couldn’t remember. And it was like everyone thought whoever was in the next room had it better. We went through the next door down a hall into a room that felt more residential than commercial. The floors were wooden, there was a large window with floral drapes, a daybed against the window, and Lo sitting in a chair facing the tv. She was the beta tester at the end of the building, all alone. I think she was a game tester but she was isolated and miserable.

There was this building on the south side of the road and it was affiliated with Paris Hilton. It was a medical complex dealing with STI’s and plastic surgery, breast augmentation, aesthetician services, and that’s when I decided to walk in. I sat in one of the waiting area chairs up front and was sitting down at the same time as another girl with short hair (my brain hasn’t caught up to my hairs current length or color in dreams yet, mine was still dark and long). It was like the medical office that dealt with regrets. There was another office suite inside to the right dealing with laser tattoo removal so I got up to check it out. Walked in and there were people waiting, a couple standing by the window, I saw a small sign in form and started to fill it out but it was weird.

Zoog: “I had a dream I met the Dalai Lama. He comforted me by singing. I woke up humming his song.”

I was in this house and Patti was there trying to pair me with someone. He was supposed to take me wherever I was going. I grabbed my backpack and didn’t want to carry my gaming headset so I left it and thought I’d grab it later.  I walked into this building and a bunch of people were waiting around to go through these doors. They were like extras waiting to sit I’m on a filming of a show. People went in and I left.

I wandered around downstairs and this building was loaded with people and on the floor was this almost conveyor belt thing like at the airport going the opposite direction I was going in. Someone in the group said someone was photographing their new wife and I jumped off. She was in white lace tea length dress, but I wasn’t sure if she picked a simple wedding dress or of this was just for after. I passed the crowed and went to this huge conference area.  There were people indoor racing and Matt and I ended up doing a couple laps.

I was in this weird… not resort?  Some weird venue, I’ve seen it in dreams before.  I had to go upstairs to this lounge. While walking up these steep wooden steps (this was all inside) I saw the owner and this elder black lady at the counter. I sat at the booth with a friend then Billie sat down and was sad about a recent break up, talking about when her and her now ex would eat together or enjoy tea and talked about the purity level of the leaves. We saw a friend sitting outside and this is where our group was gathering so I went out first and picked a spot in the middle of one of the large booths hoping when you got there you’d sit across from me or next to me.

Terrible dream I was at this house where Ken was sick and playing some game but he was controlling a person like he was playing a sim, like in the movie Gamer. Then Sage and I went to grab food and a kid noticed a turtle on the hood of some truck or suv and pointed it out as animal abuse. We were shooting at a shipping container trying to get in when I’m cleaning knives and this chick has these huge knives with gold embellishments and they were hella fancy, there were comments I needed to upgrade mine.  Earlier I was sitting at a table and this elderly group was talking about going to a drive through movie and was disappointed. They were on vacation from Connecticut. I mentioned where to find a good one then brought up when I lived in Tempe and where there was also a good one as an example.

I walked through a house and dad is fixing the thermostat and is on the phone asking where a part is.. I guess something was supposed to ship and was late. I wandered around the house thinking it’s huge and unusual, and really off, but remembered all the kids that lived there.  All the rooms were empty, I passed by a room in the hall and see a man sitting at the dining room table staring at me.  Go to my bed but instead of it being a normal room it’s like off, like it’s outside but it’s not, and I went to go sit in bed and try to nap but once I was in there it was covered by a tarp like thing then covered in webs and bugs and I tried not to scream but started panicking. Someone moved some of the web for me to get out and motioned for me to follow. I said no I wouldn’t follow him and was busy? We discovered the building was run by a cult where the women were kept unconscious, inseminated, and hibernated motionless while pregnant. They called it “getting settled.” Then they’d do it over and over again, and the next generations did it, it’s all they did.

Aaaand woke up in my own blood.  Fantastic.  This used to never happen…

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand my goth mom posted online she had a string of nightmares last night about the nightmare house she used to live in years ago. Damn. :<

I had this dream mom and I couldn’t figure out where to go for brunch.  I mentioned a couple go to spots in Phoenix as examples and to contrast Vegas, since there are no options here.

Then I woke up.. and there aren’t as many options here.  Dammit.