shop and save started carrying all sorts of organic produce. i was in charge of it and loved every second.

it was stupid. that's all i remember.

i had a puppy named cute dog x2.

on friday night i dreamt that i lived in a house with a wall in front of the yard and in the wall lived several baby squirrels. they were adorable, but they jumped out when kim sat on the wall and this made her hate them. she was going to stomp on them and kill them. i started screaming at her saying that she couldn't kill my squirrels. she said they were pests and she was going to kill them. i screamed at the top of my lungs "i love animals!"

(i don't think in real life that kim would ever want to crush little baby squirrels, or any other harmless animal)

the star of my dream last night was a little girl who was very much like scout in to kill a mockingbird. her father was nothing like good old atticus though: he was crazy and abusive. they lived in a place very similar to my old house in north carolina. she tried to escape from him with her older sister, but her sister (who i think was one of the girl's from my summer camp) did not have shoes on, making it hard to run down the hot, stoney asphalt to their neighbors' house (who were almost identical to the neighbors we had in north carolina.) i was there encouraging them to run faster because their dad was chasing them. scout flagged down a car and we all hitched a ride into town to a university. for some reason, no one would help these poor girls. they ran into a treatment facility where criminals in head stocks were having their dysfunctional brains explained to them. somehow their father found them there, so they ran into a huge auditorium-style classroom. scout tried to get students and the professor to help them, but no one seemed to understand what was going on.
i think there may have been a song and dance number at some point and one of the students, who had a crush on scout, shot himself out of a rocket. in the end no one helped the girls so i think they planned on killing him in his sleep.
the dream was very cinematic and felt like an interactive movie.

Last nite I had drunken dreams that featured the Root Beerd Playa (oh man.) and the song "no condoms" was somehow in my dream! I think I was dreaming of Parrish's myspace, but in the dream it was this *crazy* website--all done up like he was a serious recording artist promoting himself. It was both silly and sad!

I have not forgot about you, dream blog. But my waking mind has forgotten all of you, my dreams.

all these baby birds were jumping around on the ground. they were much too small to be on there own. other stuff happened, too.

it's quite possible i was engaged to james' brother, steve. to be honest, i'm not sure, but something was going on...
anyhow, you probably want to know what happens next. we were all super heroes. i was batgirl and batman had me tag along on the night he died. In fact, we all died that night. a family of gangsters shot us with a gun disguised as a tube of lipstick. it was actually two guns in one. orange lipstick.
all the dead super heroes were cryogenically frozen and stored in a huge warehouse. eventually we all woke up. i remember laughing and joking while sitting in a tub similar to the one in the movie forever young, staring mel gibson. it's crazy, but i still felt dead. i felt cold and stiff. the scene flashed in and out. us laughing. silence. us chatting. dark warehouse. us sitting in our little tubs. cold, dark warehouse... tubs closed. we never really did wake up.
in another life, i was shopping at urban outfitters. the girl behind me in line paid for my clothes by mistake. i hid in the fitting room until they made me come out and pay. i felt very awkward and scared.

i was working for a different summer program. we were planning a day when the kids were going to go swimming at an aquarium with the fish. one day i came into work and th lady from the program i was originally assigned to (in real life) was in charge. she was explaining to us how we had to trick the kids into saying the sinner's prayer and that we had to make sure every kid said it. i was furious and told her that i refused to do it. we started screaming at each other and i told her i quit and she told me to go ahead and report her. it was really awful.

jay and i were at our apartment getting ready to go swimming at the Y. it was 11:15 pm and i thought it was too late but he said we would be fine.

for some reason this dream was very intense and realistic.

it's been too long dream blog!

teresa and i were walking to the wave pool. it was a sunday.

my house burst into flames twice. in wasn't the same house either times nor were they houses i recognized from real life. the second time the flames exploded from the wall behind my giant tv-a tv like the one jay's parents used to have. i calmly started gathering up the things i wanted to save, but within a few seconds the blaze had died down.

i was out with parrish and he made me go to a store selling team apparel.

jeremi called me because i had his phone. i answered the phone saying that i was jeremi.

So I guess I dream about snakes now...??

This is the 2nd snake dream I've had in the same week! Yikes!!





Ok, in this one, me, Emily, Beth and Megan all lived together in some apartment with a lot of fake-wood panelling. We were getting a 5th roommate--she was actually a girl who I knew from high school, but haven't talked to since. (And interestingly enough, just 2 days after I had this dream, this same girl randomly wrote to me on AIM--weird, huh???) Anyways, her name was Bri and us gals were very excited that she was moving in. However, there was one problem: The snakes were molting everywhere!!! It was unclear why there were snakes everywhere, surely they were not our pets, but we accepted them as fact. They were wild snakes and we just dealt with their presence. Their old skins were covering the floor of Bri's room, so we were frantically trying to get it cleaned up before she arrived. But when we went out into our yard, the snakes were in trouble!!! As it turned out, they were not molting as we had thought; parched from the sun, they were actually drying out! We tried to get water to each of them. What more could we have done?

last night i slept way too long. my dream included 1. veggie hotdogs. 2. picking fresh strawberries. 3. knowing someone was going to die. 4. the song Adrian by Jewel. my mom kept talking about that song. when i finally woke up today there were fresh strawberries (picked at a farm) and the song Adrian in my head.

like most past dreams, i was at the mall very late. this girl was selling clothing she made at a booth along the wall. i wanted to buy a jacket for 25 dollars but my bag was somewhere else in the mall. the girl was packing up with her boyfriend and i had to pee.
i bought a computer to build but i didn't know what to do with it. i got it just because em and jay just got one. it was dumb.
i was on a date with this kid i work with (not stew boy or jam bands). we were watching t.v. at my house and he started smoking a bong. he said it was only tobacco but regardless my mom told him to leave.
i really did have to pee, so i stopped dreaming to do that.

A "female" response to the comment from Thurs. June 29th's dream...

Yeah, well, figure this out.

Renee.

Something about Jason's mom wearing this really expensive melon-colored chiffon robe and keeping me captive in an expensive, mostly-fine-wood furnished underground room. Her plan was to keep me until we could travel overseas together. I was scared, but enjoyed all the expensive "gifts" and champagne, fancy clothes, and gadgets I got to play with. B Rad was also mixed in with this somehow...we were getting along (it's sad that that's not reality--I *hate* dreaming pleasant things about someone, only to wake up and realize that in reality, your situation is in fact *not* a pleasant one) and there was something significant about a picture of us. In this picture, we were at the bottom of a pile of people and everyone was laughing and smiling. There was a dark-haired girl on top of me and underneath B Rad and figuring out who she was would somehow help me to escape from Renee. We poured over this picture and had fun. It was unclear how he got there and why he was free to come and go but I was "trapped". We never did figure out who the girl was, but I'm pretty sure we got to go bowling.