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Fri, Sep. 22nd, 2006, 08:02 pm
Coincidences abound

I had an awful dream about Reed this morning before I woke up. Final semester of thesis, but right now, and I was an HA but failing at it (I got back to Reed late and all the kids had already moved in and the dorm was a dump), and I was slacking and had a whole different idea for what my thesis was, still living at the Asia. After wandering around for a while trying to figure out what was going on, I ran into an ex who hugged me and told me she loved me when I said I thought she was gone...I was confused and asked her to repeat herself but she just said that I heard what she said and then smiled and continued jogging away. Also, Michael Knutson was to be my thesis advisor and he made fun of me for going to a revival??? I told him I went because the speaker was a good rhetorician, but he didn't care because I bought a t-shirt.

By the end, though, I finally got all my dorm kids together and was talking to them and it was going alright. So, I wasn't totally stressed out when I woke up, but I still had a hell of a time getting going on anything this morning.

My dreams affect me way too heavily, I think.

And oh look, I guess I stopped iTunes on a song about dreams earlier today...
And, I'm about to go to Reed to drink free beer. Fancy that.

Sat, Sep. 23rd, 2006 03:23 am (UTC)

Yeah I hear you. Nothing can kill my day/mood better than bad dreams from the night before...

Go get drunk.

Sat, Sep. 23rd, 2006 04:18 am (UTC)

Where free beer?

Sun, Sep. 24th, 2006 07:47 am (UTC)
gingercowgirl: this is going to be long, but here it goes: xo.

i've been having reoccuring dreams about serial killers. just the other night, i was in this haunted wasteland with my brother. i new the people we were staying with had a violent history, as i had been working undercover for a homicide department. somehow my father, brother and myself ended up at their house and they kept feeding us so that we'd become tired. i was convinced they were going to kill us, but knew - that like vampires - they needed it to be dark. not sure what to do and needing to formulate a plan, i decided to fake a call to my mother. i knew that my father was already dead over on the couch; he hadn't said anything in awhile, and though i knew my brother thought him asleep him, i was confident he'd been poisioned. in an attempt to save my brother, i went outside and faked the call. the people new i was lying once i entered and asked where my brother was and was informed he was in the shower. some man over by the stove was attempting to get me to eat something. rather, the woman grabbed the phone from me knowing full well there was no reception and i bit her and took off outside. i had a gut feeling that my brother was already dead. not sure whether to save myself or head back, i decided to find the car and get away from that place and to return with help. as i was walking down this mysterious curving path, i came across a large pond. in the pond were enormous bugs the size of my legs. one beetle-like creature approached me. i wasn't sure what to do so i attempted to smash it's head with my purse. i was beginning to panic and once i hit the creature on the head i realized i'd pissed off the whole secret haunted wasteland. all the bugs wanted a piece of me and i knew things weren't looking good. i was getting closer to the car with my keys in hand when i heard a voice, "you know, you can try to escape. you've made it this far. but see those easter eggs up ahead, no one has survived them. they suck out your soul." i looked ahead in the distance and saw too large yellowish gold easter eggs. they were monstrous and inbetween them stood a line of somesort. it looked like the end of a long relay. not sure whether the serial killers would get me too, whether the beetles would do me in or whether the eggs would suck out my soul, i was very much releived when my phone rang. some guy had the wrong number. i called him back with great enthusiasm. though i wasn't the long lost friend he was looking for, i think he was shocked when i told him in my sleepish state that i was more than willing to go and get a phonebook or look online for his friend's contact information. he refused my offer, but what the man didn't know, is that he saved my life. xo.