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Wednesday, August 8th, 2007
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12:26 pm - The One With The Miscarriage
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I dreamt that I was in the basement of our old house in Eastpointe. It was Christmas Eve, so my mom's side of the family was over for a Christmas party (my aunt Karen's face is the only one whose face I can see; everyone else's is blurred). I start to feel cramping in my stomach, and before too long, I'm doubled over in pain.
In the next scene, I see myself lying in a hospital bed. I see a doctor walking down a hall to where my relatives are all sitting. Sitting in the middle of all of them is Josh. The doctor walks up to him, and he looks up. The doctor asks him, "Did you know that Ashlee was pregnant?" (I'm guessing that I had a ectopic pregnancy.)
( And then I woke up. )
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| Tuesday, June 12th, 2007
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11:03 am - The One With The Wine
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I'm in my kitchen having dinner with my dad, my brother Robert's girlfriend Emily, this girl Jamie that I used to work with, and a guy with blonde hair who's supposed to be my boyfriend. I'm getting a headache, so I take an excedrin migraine pill. Immediately, I begin to feel better. Emily gets out a bottle of wine that Jamie brought with her from Barcelona. I get up and pour myself a glass at the counter. Jamie says something to me about how I never used to be a drinker, and I tell her that I'm only having a glass. I start telling her about something a mutual friend of ours did, but then her name slips my mind. I pause for a moment, trying to remember the girl's name, and after a minute or so, it comes back to me and I continue the story. I also notice that the wine glass that I'm drinking out of looks like a martini glass.
Then I dreamt that I was a news reporter, and I was following the story of a guy who caused a 300 mile back up while he was trying to drive to his house by a dock in Kissimmee, Florida. I'm stationed right beneath a bunch of expressway overpasses. I see the car he's driving drive over a bridge and then a trail of cars following him. I ask into my microphone something about who was the driver who almost caused an accident because of this. Someone in a red convertible raises her hand and waves to let me know that it was them.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Tuesday, May 29th, 2007
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9:20 am - The One With The School Bus
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I dreamt that I was riding home from school in a school bus. It drops me off at my old house in Eastpointe. I'm sitting in the kitchen with two of my "friends" (people I've never met before), and I start talking on the phone to some guy who I really don't want to be talking to. He's still riding the bus home. He keeps playing me songs by the Supremes, and then he keeps asking me to sing them back to him. I don't remember which songs he was playing to me though, and I don't know the lyrics to sing the songs back to him. I tell him I don't know the lyrics, and he accepts my excuse. Then he asks me out. I really don't want to go out with him, but I accept because I know it will not be a long courtship. I get off the phone with him. I look at the clock. It's about three thirty in the afternoon. I look outside the window and I see that it is raining outside. I walk over to my two "friends" and tell them that phone guy and I are going out. They give me a look, and I say that they only reason why I agreed is because he's so fickle that he'll break up with me in a couple of hours.
Then I dreamt that I had gone grocery shopping, but that I had to make some major budget cuts. I was going through my cupboards, and all I had to eat was a jar of peanut butter, and jar of jelly, a loaf of white bread because it was on sale (instead of my beloved rye), and a box of instant mashed potatoes. With the money I saved, I go to a bank, but the inside of the bank looks like the inside of a fast food restaurant. I deposit two hundred dollars into my checking account, and I notice this guy I used to have a crush on in middle school, Randy, comes walking in. I leave the bank, and as I'm driving home, I decide that I really wanted to deposit the money into my savings account because then I can't get to it. So I call up the personal banker and ask him if he can just transfer the money for me. He gets annoyed with me because he thinks I should have done that in the first place, and tells me that I have to come in to do that. So, I do, and I see that Randy is still there. I don't say anything to him though because I don't think that he'll recognize me.
Then I had two dreams that I know there was more to, but I can't remember the rest. I dreamt about my birdies, and I dreamt that my uncle Bill and my uncle Dan had their own apartments.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Sunday, April 22nd, 2007
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11:15 am - The One With The Candles
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I dreamt that I was in my old bedroom at my house in Eastpointe (not the bedroom in the basement, but the one on the main floor) sleeping. I wake up and start lighting candles in my room.
My mom calls me upstairs to show me something. So I stop lighting candles and I go up the stairs to the main room before my parents' old bedroom. The light is on in her closet and she tells me to look inside. I look inside the closet and I see a little doggie door. I open the doggie door and I see my dog Belle playing with a chihuahua (which is amazing cause Belle normally barks her fool head off and tries to fight off other dogs). Belle and the chihuahua come out of the doggie door room, and the both have harnesses on. My dad puts them on a leash because he's going to take them for a walk.
I start to smell something burning and I remember my candles. I go back to my bedroom to check on them. My candles on my dresser are alright, but I look up and see three candles burning on a little shelf next to my window. I did not light those that morning, and I realize that I must have fallen asleep last night with my candles burning.
I grab a step stool and climb up it to see how much of the wax has burned and to make sure my candle holders didn't crack at being exposed to heat for such a long period of time.
The first candle, a green one, burned pretty evenly. And the second candle, a red one, is just about out, so I blow it out.
The third candle, a pink one, has burned unevenly. The wick is right next to the edge of the glass, and most of the wax has burned underneath it, so the wick is being held up by the rim of the glass holder, and looks pretty unsteady.
Just as I'm about to blow it out, the wick tips and touches a Q-tip that was propped up by an angel statue that I had standing next to the candle holder. I blow out the candle, and I wait to see if the Q-tip is going to ignite. The stem of it starts to glow, so I pick up the Q-tip and I watch the glowing become a flame. And then I blow it out, while thinking how my room would have been on fire if I had woken up twenty minutes later.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Sunday, March 18th, 2007
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6:52 pm - The One With The Proposal
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This dream I had a few weeks ago. I was in my bedroom, laying in bed, switching my tv over so that I can play Mortal Kombat. I hear our smoke alarm going off, so I get up and look down the hall to see what's going on. I see my brother Ryan in the kitchen making beans. I go into my mom's room and she's also eating beans. I start eating a banana. We start talking and I tell her that I'm madly in love. Then the dream jumps to me talking to Josh. He's sitting at a long table, and I'm standing next to him. I tell him that I want to get married. He asks me why. I tell him that I'm really in love and that I want to nab him before I lose him again.
Last night, I dreamt that I was riding a bike through Eastpointe. I decided to ride my bike through the backyard of my old house and to cut through to Aubrey and Marissa's old house. The garage is open, so I ride through there. I make it to the fence, and I open it up on the side to ride through. But then I see the dark-haired guy, who supposedly lives in the house now. He pulls up in the drive-way and comes walking toward me. He starts talking to me and tells me that he broke up with his girlfriend and she moved out. I get the feeling that he's about to ask me out. But then his friend appears. His friend has red, crazy-curly hair, blue eyes, and glasses. He asks me out first. And I accept because, even though I'm not really attracted to him, I'm trying to keep an open mind about dating. I leave, but then on my way home, I realize that I have no idea where we're meeting. I'm not even totally sure that I have his phone number. So, I try dialing my old phone number on my cell phone. At first I keep getting the numbers screwed up, so I get frustrated and start swearing. Finally, I get the number typed in correctly in my phone.
Lastly, I dreamt that I was going on a roller coaster ride. Me and several other girls get inside this room and seat ourselves on metal benches. There's a metal cart in front of my bench, so on girl sits on that, and I grab onto the handle so that the cart doesn't move around too much. The door shuts and it's totally dark in the room. The room starts moving and spinning. I hang onto the cart, but we're all moving around in the room. I feel bad for the girl because I can hear her back hitting the walls, and I know it must be hurting her. The room stops moving, and we learn that we've just rode this roller coaster from West Virginia to Mississippi.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Tuesday, February 20th, 2007
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9:46 pm - The One With The Counseling Appointment
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I dreamt that I was in my bedroom with my coworker Jenny. We were trying to find the work schedule for the month so that everybody knew when we were supposed to work. We were looking around in my bedroom, in my closet, and in my desk, and we couldn't find it.
Then I told Jenny that I had to go. I had an appointment with a counselor from Oakland University and I wanted to make sure I didn't miss it. I was supposed to have gone the day before, but I missed it, and since the counseling office closed at seven, I was running out of time.
So, then my dream jumps to me driving in my car. I'm going westbound on the express way trying to get to the university. I can't see where I'm driving though. Laying on my passenger seat is an Oakland University booklet that has a map on the back of it. The sun is setting, I can see it setting out my passenger window, so I know I'm running out of time to get to my appointment.
I look at my clock in my car and I see that it's 6:24. I can't believe how late it is, and I start to panic about missing my appointment again. I look at the clock again, and now it says 4:55.
I get to school and I see myself walking though the cafe area, (which looked like Macomb's cafe area, but supposedly I wasn't at Macomb) going towards the stairs to go to the counseling office.
And then I woke up.
Then the other night, I had a dream that I was sitting in a phys.ed./health class. I was wearing a long t-shirt, a sweatshirt, but no pants. Apparently, I thought my t-shirt was long enough that I could wear it as a dress...I don't know.
But anyway, I walk into the class room and I sit down. I realize that my classmates are turning in their binders of health worksheets. I guess they were due today. Mine's only halfway done. So, I take out of my binder what I don't have done, and try to finish it up really fast.
I hear someone call out to me behind me. I turn and see that it was a guy. He tells me that I have nice legs. I ignore him and get back to trying to finish my class work.
Then I see myself with my coworker Jenny. It's after class and we were all handed back some assignments except for me. I ask her what I was supposed to get back. She tells me that we were given back an essay that we wrote in seventh grade on how we felt about our health. We were supposed to use the essay and compare it to how we felt about our health now.
Since I didn't get one back, Jenny hands me a trash bag and says that maybe it was accidentally thrown out. I start digging through the garbage, finding lots of other projects, but not what I'm looking for.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Thursday, February 1st, 2007
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12:21 am - The One With The Parking Meter
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I dreamt I was driving around in some downtown area (I think it was supposed to be Royal Oak). I park my car in a public parking lot, and I get out and put money in the parking meter. I've gone downtown because I want to do some shopping.
I go to the first store. I don't remember what it is, or what I originally wanted to get, but I leave with nothing. I go back to my car, and drive to a different parking space, even though there's still a lot of time left on the parking meter.
I park in another parking lot and I put more money in another parking meter. In front of the lot there's some kind of stadium. I walk away in the opposite direction to the next store.
The next store is a shoe store. They are having a big sale, so I see myself picking up all sorts of shoes. I end up with five pairs of shoes in my shopping cart. When I get up to the front counter to check out, I decide that I don't want to buy any of them. There's another woman at the checkouts looking for a shopping cart. I take all my shoes out of the cart and I tell her that she can take mine.
She puts two pairs of shoes in my cart and walks away. I stand there holding all the shoes that I decided not to buy for what seems like a long time. I see a store attendant walk by me and I ask her what she wants me to do with my shoes. She points to a really large pile of stray shoes and tells me to dump them there. I see a pair of blue sandals that I like, but I don't purchase them. I drop all of my shoes and walk out of the store.
As I'm walking back to my car, I notice that the sky has gotten really cloudy and dark, like it's going to be raining soon. There's a huge crowd of people gathering by the street because there's going to be a parade. I'm not staying around for it though. I pass an elderly man with a cane. I pass another guy on his bike, carrying a hockey stick. To my left, I pass a museum with a lot of cement steps.
The wind starts to pick up, and I start to feel cold. All I'm wearing is a black sweater and a black scarf, so I tie the scarf more tightly around my neck. I finally start to see the parking lot where I parked my car in the distance.
Yesterday, I dreamt that I was driving to a meeting for work, and I got lost and couldn't figure out where I was going, so I consulted a map.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Wednesday, January 24th, 2007
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9:38 am - The One With The Janet Reno Dance Party
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I'm at some house, and there's a ton of people inside. I'm sitting on the couch in the living room, watching people jump around and dance all around me. A blonde guy named Nathan comes up to me and tells me to come dance on the roof with him.
So I do.
We get on the roof, and there's a bunch of people up there dancing too. It's night and the only light available is coming from the street lights down below and from the moon. There's also some police officers talking to some of the people on the roof. Apparently there was a fire, and the officers believe it was caused by someone throwing their cigarette on the ground. I guess the fire is still going on inside the house, which could be why people are on the roof.
I ask Nathan if one of his cigarettes caused the fire. He tells me no because he doesn't smoke. I tell him that I don't either. He reaches up to my face, cups it in his hands, and kisses me. Then we start dancing by the railing that's lining the roof.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Tuesday, January 23rd, 2007
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1:37 pm - The One Where I Repeat High School
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I dreamt that I was back in high school. I walk into a classroom, and look around. There's a ton of people in the classroom. Some of the people I recognize from East Detroit. Other people I do not. I start wandering up and down the rows of desks, trying to find myself a seat. People are standing in my way and talking to other people. No one is talking to me though.
It seems as though all the seats are taken in the class. People are either sitting in them, or they're saving the seat for one of their friends. I get to the front of a row on the other side of the classroom, and I see an empty seat. It has a coat hanging on the back of it, but at this point, I don't care. I put down my backpack and sit in the seat.
Someone behind me says, "Hey, are you sitting there?" I tell her yes. I mean, duh, why would I be sitting there if I wasn't sitting there? I turn back around and I see this girl Janice from high school standing in front of me. She looks annoyed that I took her seat, but she doesn't say anything about it. All she asks me is if I could hand her back her coat. So I reach around behind me and grab the coat. But the sleeve is stuck underneath my thigh by velcro, so I have to pull it really hard to get it unstuck. I hand it back to her and she marches away.
The next thing I know, my desk is shoved into a group with five other guys. I don't know any of them. I don't know what we're supposed to be doing. The guys are talking about something non-school-related, and the TV happens to be on in the classroom, so I'm watching that instead. I hear the guy sitting in front of me in our group refer to me as a "dipstick" and I look at him and give him a dirty look. He looks to the rest of the group and says, "What? She is!"
Then I see myself in another room, like a small cafeteria or something. I'm sitting at a long table tutoring people in math. One girl comes up to me and asks me to explain to her what "neoplasm" is (WTF???). I tell her that I've never heard of that before. She tells me that it's in the book. So I skim through her book and I tell her that although I did well in algebra, I took the class five years ago and we didn't do neoplasm, so she's going to have to find another tutor who knows what it is.
Then I see myself walking home from school to my grandparents house. Except, it's not their real house. The house that they live in in my dream is a log cabin on some rocky hill near a creek, surrounded by lots of trees and bushes. My parents and grandparents and my grandma's sister are all sitting on the porch, laughing and eating dinner. I walk past them and go sit at a picnic bench in the garage by myself. I sit there thinking about how much I hated being back in high school. I decide that I'm going to drop all of my classes and re-enroll for night classes. That way I'll be surrounded by adults who aren't so assholey.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Monday, January 22nd, 2007
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7:54 pm - The One With The Gun In My Ear
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I dreamt that these two guys came into my banking office to rob us. I don't remember much of what they looked like, but they were both in black t-shirts, and they both had bandanas tied around their heads. One was red and the other was yellow. The guys put a gun up to my ear and ties me up to a rope. Then, he links me to four little girls, who are all tied up with guns pointed to their ears. The rope is connected to the trigger, so if one of us pulls against the rope too hard, the gun will go off in someone's ear.
Then the robbers leave. They say that they'll be back shortly to collect the money. Until now, the girls and I are being kept in this position. We move to the back of the teller line. The rope is long enough to allow the girls to go downstairs while I stay on the teller line. Danyelle is standing in the queue line. I ask her if she thinks I should allow customers to see me like this, and she said probably not. So I let her know that I'm going to sit on the floor in my teller window, and then I proceed to do so. She walks up to my window, looks down at me and tells me that she thinks that's a good idea.
While I'm sitting, I can feel the rope begin to pull away from my ear. I grab onto the rope and hang on, to try to stop the tugging so that the gun does not go off. It seems to stop it for a little while.
Then Jenny walks up to the counter and asks me if I will proof money with her and sign the packs. I stand up to watch her count the money, and then all of the sudden, I feel the rope tugging again. I grab onto the rope to try to stop the tugging, but it just makes them pull harder. I don't want to leave because I'm supposed to be watching Jenny. I start pulling back, not so that one of their guns goes off, but so that they get the idea and stop tugging.
I feel like I'm in a tug of war with the girls. I feel helpless. I look to the lobby to see if anyone can help me, but they're oblivious to what's going on with me. I see the robbers back in the bank, waiting to speak with my manager Jamie. They're also not paying attention to what's going on with me. I look to Jenny, who's just staring at me with really wide eyes. I think she knows what's about to happen, and she's so freaked out, she doesn't know what to do or how to stop it from happening to me.
I say to her that I think I have to go downstairs for a minute, and she nods, watching me try to shuffle away without falling over by the tugging rope. I'm still holding onto the rope, trying to cause resistance. I feel one more tug, a really hard one. I feel the rope slide through my hands, giving them a rope burn.
I woke up before the gun went off.
This was at around 4:30, and since I had to be up for work at 5:30, I thought I was pretty much done sleeping for the night. I ended up dozing off to sleep again though (I don't know how, but I did).
I dreamt that it was night and I was laying in my bed watching TV. I was waiting for my mom to come home. She went to a party, one that was going to have all of my relatives from my mom's side of the family there, and she didn't invite me. I had wanted to go because I hadn't seen them in two years, but since she didn't invite me, I was mad. So, I was staying up waiting for her to get home so that I could tell her I was mad.
I don't remember much of the details of the fight, but she told me that my cousin Melissa was going to be having a baby shower in two weeks, and that I could go to that with her if I wanted.
So I did.
We walk into this banquet hall, and there's a ton of tables set up with red, paper tablecloths on them. Hardly any people have arrived yet, so I'm just wandering around, greeting the people who are there.
I come across my cousin Renee's cousin Curty. I haven't seen him in years, so I stand there talking to him for quite awhile. I see someone walk up behind him, but I'm not really paying attention to who it is.
I look up at the figure once mine and Curty's conversation starts trailing off. It's this guy Josh that I work with once in a while. He's looking at me like he's never met me before, and I just look back at him. We're like, mesmerized by each other or something. We just stand there looking at each other for a long time.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Saturday, January 13th, 2007
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10:36 pm - The One With The Dinner Party
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I'm sitting at a round table on the patio of someone's backyard. Apparently, it's supposed to be my aunt Misty's house, but in real life, it's not her house.
Anyway, it's late in the afternoon, maybe around five because of the way the sun is angled in the sky. There's just been a really bad storm so there's leaves and branches laying all over the yard and it's still a little breezy out. But other than that, with the way the weather is now, you'd never know that.
Sitting at the table with me is my cousin Allison and a dark haired guy that's supposed to be her boyfriend, but in real life, he's not. In real life, I've never met this guy. The three of us are all dressed in black evening attire, like we're going to a cocktail party or something. Mine and Allison's hair is all up and styled all fancy and stuff, and the mystery guy is wearing a tux. His hair a dark brown and a little longer (but not too long), and he looks like he's in his late 20s.
He and Allison are already sitting at the table when I join them. My aunt Misty says something to me and Allison about the yard and the storm and how she's trying to clean up the mess, and then she runs back into the house. Allison and the mystery guy sit there talking, while I pick up a menu and scan it over, trying to decide what I want to order. A waitress shows up and asks if she can get me anything to drink. I order a martini. She asks me what flavor, and I tell her a lemonade flavored martini. I dig in my purse and pull out my wallet and show the waitress my I.D. She tells me she'll be back in a bit with my drink.
It seems like I'm sitting there waiting for my drink for a very long time, because the shadow on the patio (from the sun dipping behind the house) is growing larger. My cousin and the mystery guy are sipping on water, and I'm starting to get thirsty. Allison starts talking to a female friend of hers, so the mystery guy starts talking to me and kinda flirting with me a little.
Behind the mystery guy, I notice a few other guys, in the yard next to my aunt's, video taping a remote controlled car driving all over parts of the yard, I guess in a unique way to document the storm damage. The guy with the camera looks up and sees me talking to the mystery guy. He calls out to me and says that he wants to video tape me. At first I don't get up. But I see them having fun over there, and I'm a little curious, and it doesn't seem like I'm going to get my martini anytime soon, so I excuse myself and make my way over to the video camera.
I walk through the backyard's garden, taking note of the mess the storm earlier has made. I even see some branches hanging from the telephone wire. I look up to see if there's any branches hanging loosely from the trees, that could end up falling and bonking me on the head. The coast is clear.
I go over to the next yard and stand on some rocks while the guys are video taping the yard and their cars. I watch them for a while, until I notice that the waitress has finally returned to the table.
I walk back to the table. Allison is gone, replaced by the mystery guy's buddy, who's also in a suit. They are both laughing together and eating salads. Their glasses of water have been refilled. I ask if the waitress brought out my salad or a glass of water or anything for me, and the mystery guy tells me no. I do have a martini glass placed in front of my seat, but it's empty.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Thursday, January 11th, 2007
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10:04 pm - The One With The Invitation
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I dreamt that I recieved a letter. I open up the envelope and it's an invitation to a party.
Next, I see myself at Oakwood Middle School, but everyone I went to high school with is there. I start off hanging out with Heather Danhausen and Amanda Durkee. We're walking down the halls, but they're kind of ignoring me. We enter the gym, and I totally lose them. There's people mingling on the gym floor, but I can't see where Heather and Amanda went.
Then I notice that my purse is gone. I start looking around for it underneath the bleachers. I see a few people sitting at the top of the bleachers, so I decide to go up there and sit with them. I start to climb up the bleachers, but there's a big, blue, blanket covering the seats, so I'm having trouble slipping on it. The girls sitting at the top are just looking at me, watching me slip and fall on this blanket. I'm wearing a black skirt, so I'm getting a little embarrassed about whether or not my undies are showing. Plus, I'm getting frustrated because I'm wearing tennis shoes and I still cannot climb these bleachers.
I notice that the blanket has been moved a little bit, and now I have a stairway to get to the top of the bleachers. I make it to the top, and the girls are giving me strange looks. I ask Ashley Young if she minds if I sit with them, but Jessika Clavenna intercedes and says that they're trying to video tape everything so I'd just be in the way. I ask her where the camera is, and she points to a bleacher seat beneath the one I'm trying to sit at. The camera is hidden underneath the blanket. Since the camera is far enough away from where I want to sit, I sit down. The girls all give me looks and go back to talking, ignoring me while doing so.
I sit there quietly for a while, then they all decide that they're leaving and that I should help them roll up the blanket. Well, I end up rolling up the whole blanket by myself.
When I get down the bleachers, I notice Heather and Amanda. Amanda is holding my purse by the strap, and asks me, in a snarky voice, "Looking for this?" I exclaim "Yeah!" and I run over to her and retrieve my purse. I go to thank her, but everybody is gone. There's people all around me, but I'm very alone in the gym. Nobody notices me standing there clutching my purse (it's weird, even in my dreams I don't exist to those people, I still don't fit in).
I begin to think to myself how odd it was that Amanda had my purse. I open it up to see if she took anything out of it. As far as I can tell, everything is in there that's supposed to be. Then I take out my wallet to check to see if my money is still there, and it is. I check my watch for the time, and it's six o'clock. I decide that I've had enough of the evening, so I go home.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Tuesday, January 9th, 2007
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6:14 pm - The One With The Chicken Pox
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I dreamt I got the chicken pox. I was itchy all over (just like I was when I had them in third grade). But my pox were huge bumps (bigger than mosquito bites) and I would go to scratch them, and they'd hurt.
( And then I woke up. )
When I woke up this morning, I was scratching my arm.
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| Thursday, November 16th, 2006
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1:30 pm - The One With The Trip To Mt. Clemens
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I see myself riding a bike, and I'm riding it to my old elementary school. School has just let out, so there's a lot of kids walking around. A blonde lady with two boys, one who's name is James, stops me. She knows my mom, so she starts talking to me. I look at my watch and it's three o'clock. I tell her that I have to go because I have to be in Mt. Clemens in a half hour. She gets all excited and asks if I'll take her boys with me because they're supposed to be going to see their father today, and he lives in Mt. Clemens. I tell her that I don't have the time to go back to my house and get my car, and she keeps trying to tell me that I do.
I finally just start riding my bike down the side walk to the Warren side of Crescentwood Elementary. I get past the school and end up in a field, approaching some cement gazebo-like woods. Apparently, this forest is a short cut to Mt. Clemens. But the woods is covered by a cement roof that looks almost like a large gazebo. I remember my brother Robert telling me that this is the short cut he and his friends used to get to Mt. Clemens from Eastpointe.
So, I enter the gazebo woods, and it's really dark in there. There are white rocks all over the place and trees, and there's a cement path (kinda reminding of the yellow brick road) that I have to follow to get out of the gazebo woods. If I take the wrong cement path, it starts to get crumbled up and disappear. I'm walking my bike down the path and I see guys with wheelbarrows unloading white rocks, and building cement structures (like cubed poles and stuff to hold up the roof). I see my dad coming down the path in front of me, pulling a wagon of rocks behind him. I get out of his way, and watch him help the other workers for a few minutes.
Finally, I follow the path out of the gazebo woods and I think to myself about how much weight I've probably lost due to all that walking (an odd thought). I no longer have my bike, and I'm not really sure what happened to it. I'm back in the field, but about a half a mile ahead of me, I can see a fenced-in suburb.
I continue down the path, and I come across a large dirt hill that I have to climb over. I start climbing it, and I end up falling face first in it. I try to stand up, and someone offers their hand to me. I grab it and they pull me up. It's now night outside, so I don't know if the fall knocked me unconscious for a little or what. At first, I think the guy that helps me up is Patrick Dempsey, but I can't tell because he has dirt all over himself too (mud wrestling maybe, ha ha).
Then I recognize him as my dark haired mystery guy. He's standing on top of the dirt hill, so I go up to him and I kiss him. I realize that I've got gum in my mouth, so I try to keep it under my tongue so that I don't accidentally shove it into his mouth and gross him out. But we kiss for a very long time.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Wednesday, October 25th, 2006
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10:31 am - The One With The Bird Seed
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I dreamt that I was at someone else's house, in a small, pale blue bedroom upstairs, sitting on the bed by a window. The window is shut and the blinds are down, but there is a little opening at the bottom between the window sill and the blinds that I'm looking through. I'm looking at a tree branch and watching a bird eat a bunch of bird seed from his nest. I look down at the yard and notice that someone is putting up a bird house for all the little birdies to hand out in. I get some more bird seed, put it in my hand, and stick my hand out the window. The bird comes and sits in my hand to eat the bird seed.
And then I saw myself eating cous cous.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Sunday, October 22nd, 2006
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8:33 pm - The One With The Photograph
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I dreamt that I was showing someone a black and white picture of my mystery guy, and I told whoever it was that he was the love of my life. But the way I was holding the picture in my dream made me not able to see his face. Like, I could see his smile, but I couldn't see his eyes or the rest of his face.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Sunday, October 8th, 2006
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6:09 pm - The One With The Bar
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In the first dream, I'm looking at a poster and on this poster, it's talking about how one of my former coworkers from Big Boys died at twenty-four years old.
In the second dream, I don't remember much of it, but I remember that I was eating yogurt.
In the third dream, I'm at my grandma's house helping her cook up a bunch of stuff for a holiday dinner. Then, I have to go to school so I go, and when I come back to her house, everything is finished and set up on a buffet. Almost everyone in the family has already eaten, but they left the food out because they all knew I'd be back. So, I grab a plate, and I start filling it with a ton of stuff because some of it I'm bringing home with me in a little tupperware container. I don't remember everything I picked, but I remember grabbing some rolled crepes with blueberries, and then showing my grandma all the food I picked to eat.
In the fourth dream, I'm the photographer at a wedding reception. I'm at the bar at the reception hall, writing down some definitions for my homework in between taking pictures. I'm on definitions twenty-eight and twenty-nine. There's a guy at the bar checking me out, and he asks me if I'd like to get some drinks with him, and I tell him sure. Then I see myself in my old backyard standing outside the back door with two other chicks I've never met before. One is a brunette, the other is blonde. Apparently they're coming with me to get drinks with the guy from the bar. It's mid-fall, so it's a little breezy, and the blonde is watching the sunset. The guy walks up wearing an old, black and blue windbreaker jacket, and the brunette says to him, "You're not seriously wearing that jacket out with us, are you?" The guy turns around and hurries to go change his jacket.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Friday, September 29th, 2006
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9:54 pm - The One With The Move
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Well, I've neglected this thing lately. Got a few dreams to catch up on:
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In the first dream, I see myself at work, and there's a bunch of old people in the lobby waving to me. One of the couples is trying to talk to me, but the wife is deaf, so her husband is trying to interpret everything I'm saying to her.
In the second dream, I'm talking to Frank Accavitti on the phone. I don't remember what we were talking about, but I remember thinking how odd it was for me to suddenly be having a conversation with a guy who I haven't had a conversation with in about six years.
In the third dream, I see myself in a white studio, with a huge pad of paper, painting some sort of watercolor painting in black, lime green, and reddish-orange. It's a contemporary painting, but I don't see all of what I'm painting. I flip to a new clean sheet of paper, and I start doing a white-wash of stripes on the paper.
In the fourth and final dream, I see myself in the process of moving to Arizona. My mom and dad are with me, and we're in this little, white, moving truck, driving across the country under a clear blue sky. We first drive past a bunch of farms, and then slowly, cacti start popping up on these farmlands, and then we're in Arizona. I next see myself in my apartment. It's spread out, like, the living room/dining room is on the left, the bedroom is to the right (with no doorway separating the two) with the bathroom in between the two rooms (that had a door). I have the windows open and the curtains pulled back to let the sunshine in. I have stuff laying sporadically all over the floor of the apartment, so I must be in the process of unpacking my stuff.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Saturday, September 9th, 2006
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1:14 pm - The One With The Runaway
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I'm looking at my refrigerator and I see a magazine article hanging on the refrigerator door by a magnet. It is the story of a blonde, curly-haired girl who was a runaway, and how she was found dead nine years later because of a kidnapper. Then I see myself driving on a highway in the desert. I miss my exit, and I get a little lost. I end up in Sun City (which is a city in Arizona) and I'm a little familiar with my settings, but not much. This is the city where the runaway was found dead. It's a very sunny day, and there's not a cloud in the sky, so I get out of my car and start touring the city. The part of town where I'm at reminds me of an Old West town. As I'm wandering around, I look up and see my dark-haired mystery guy. Behind him is a sail boat with three brown sails.
( And then I woke up. )
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| Saturday, September 2nd, 2006
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9:26 pm - The One With The AIDS
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I dreamt that my aunt Kathy's friend's daughter Jill got AIDS. I found out about it because I saw it on her myspace (although, the picture of Jill on her dream myspace wasn't Jill).
Then I dreamt that I called into work today because I didn't feel like getting up. I faked sick, and my coworker, Jamie, was mad at me, but all I did was roll over and go back to sleep. I didn't wake up until 4:52 in the afternoon. I went into the kitchen to make myself a salad, and I saw my mom and my aunt Misty sitting on our patio talking and barbequing. I also saw that the sun was beginning to set.
I also dreamt that I was sitting in some sex education classroom, and someone sitting behind me keeps touching my ass.
I dreamt too that I won $500,000 from the lottery, and I hid it from my dark-haired mystery guy. I see myself having sex with him, and when we're all finished up, I make my confession.
( And then I woke up. )
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