I was in a park drawing a picture of a mountain.

A guy came up and asked me how often I mess up and make a horrible mistake since I was drawing with pen.

I said, rarely.

He took the pen and scribbled on my paper and I called him an asshole,

and then I was walking away with a backpack full of stuff.

 

Then I was doing parkour / gymnastics on this building with a bunch of balconies where people were having lunch.

 

I asked a girl to hold my coffee mug and she said she could hold it for a few hours.

 

I saw a hispanic woman eating salad and all of it was set up on the table and I was like daaamn that looks delicious.

Then I got to the top of the building and went inside and realized I was in some mansion that was someone's home or something.

A rich guy who lived there came inside and I was worried he'd be mad at me. He was on the phone and he just kept talking and then he went and got me a bowl of that delicious salad I had seen earlier,

and he sat on the couch next to me while we ate.

 

 

I was a model or I was on a reality tv show or something.

These two women told me to put this specific outfit on, and I was like "I can't, I have to go talk to someone..." and they said "Put this outfit on first, you can't talk to anyone until you do."

So I had to take it and try to find somewhere to change, and for some reason there were these little curtained stalls near a class full of dudes who looked like felons and they were all leering at me and I was trying to find a place to change.

I eventually found a place but then I was in a room with the women who had given me the clothes, and I was like "Can you PLEASE give me jeans to wear next time, I really don't want to wear anymore dresses, and this dress is going to show my ass, can you give me leggings please?" and they were like "You can not wear jeans, but you're right, we'll get you leggings."

And I was really upset about not being able to wear jeans ever,

and then this girl who was also a model or on the same tv show or whatever came over and she wanted to talk to me,

and I was like sure okay.

And we were friends but she was really upset with me about something and I didn't know what I did, something involving ANOTHER person who was also a model/on our show.

And then she slapped me in the face.

 

And then I was extra miserable.

 

 

In the first part of the dream, Charley was stumbling around drunk trying to hit on me.

I was repulsed by him.

 

Later there was a girl who was in love with either Jerry or Charley, or both, 

and she was murdering people. She killed two girls.

 

I was hiding in a little shack and she had a date that night and he brought her flowers, 

and she told him to hang on a minute and came into the shack to look for me.

I was hiding in the bathroom in the shower and I had already called the police once ages ago in the dream and then I called again and the woman was lecturing me saying that the police were going to be late and I should have called 911 the first time instead of just calling the non-emergency number,

and I was like, I told them a woman was trying to kill me.

 

At the end of the dream I was still hiding in the bathroom and I woke up because I was so stressed out. I feel like I dreamt that forever.

It was horrible.

 

I dreamt that Jeremy and I had sex,

and it was awesome.

 

then I dreamt that I was telling Dan "I had a dream about Jeremy and I having sex!"

and in the dream I showed Dan a sex video of Jeremy and I.

 

In another dream I was organizing fabric at a fabric store.

A girl in there was being snobby and I gave her a weird look.

 

Dream: 

 

It was the future. 

I was in a building that housed orphans. 

I didn't identify myself as an orphan, I felt like I was just there to help the kids.

 

I went to get a glass of ice water and this woman sitting at a desk at the bottom of the stairs told me I couldn't go to the kitchen because some people were having a meeting.

I told her I wanted ice water.

She called me a loser and I flipped out and said "Fuck you." and started berating her for being such a bitch.

 

 

I dreamed that Jeremy and I lived in a big house, and I was going to have a party.

 

Not many people were there yet, but Julie was there and she was upstairs. 

She asked me about something, and I told her she could look at all the stuff upstairs about Jeremy and I's relationship and take a peek at all the cool stuff about our wedding, if she wanted to.

 

I'm guessing there were photos and other sorts of memorabilia up there.

 

 

I woke up from this dream and thought it was funny because Julie has been sending me horrible messages about the whole Zach situation, meaning, she's been sending me horrible messages because her husband tried to sleep with me while she was pregnant and I had the audacity to go ahead and tell Jeremy about it and otherwise she would never have known a thing.

Anyway so I've been getting pissed off at her bitchy accusations but even in waking life I'd been like, well I should just be happy that my relationship doesn't suck balls, and I did the right thing regardless of whether she thinks I did.

But this dream made me feel better in a sort of bitchy way because it was almost like getting back at her, even though in the dream I wasn't saying anything to be mean, we were actually friends or something. And I was just like hey check out all this cool stuff about Jeremy and I being awesome together.

 

I just thought it was funny when I woke up. Because I wake up and my waking life relationship is awesome and hers blows. 

And I know I should not take such vindictive pleasure out of that but after her crazy horrible messages to me and the shitty mood I've been in ever since, it was hard not to.

 

Still, it's too bad her real close friends aren't talking some fucking sense into her. Obviously Zach's story was wildly inaccurate but even his version of "I was so drunk I didn't know what I was doing" would not fucking fly with me. Granted I've put up with horrible shit from people in the past and she has his kid so maybe I would act exactly how she's acting. Either way her situation blows. 

 

 

I parked a silver sporty car in a parking garage.

 

Then I went to a big modern white city building / house where Jeff lived with his wife.

He let me in and she wasn't home, and we talked and then I slept over on the couch.

I woke up and I saw his wife walk by wrapped in a towel, she was blonde and fat and younger than she is in waking life. She really looked nothing like his waking life wife.

 

Anyway, I saw her and she didn't see me, 

and I looked over and he'd been sitting in the room with me and he said to me "Go." all quiet.

And I was like 'What?' because I couldn't hear him.

And he said, "Go. Go."

 

And I felt sad because we'd spent the night talking and it was so wonderful.

 

So I left and after I got through the door he came and opened it and said something cheesy like "I've been waiting a long time to give you this."

and I thought he was going to kiss me,

but instead he handed me a huge green and blue emerald ring that was made out of yellow gold, and I knew he wasn't actually giving it to me, he was just letting me look at it. The emerald was a huge square/rectangle. 

I said 'You're not actually giving me this, right?'

and he said "No, I just wanted you to see it, I need it back. I love you."

And I knew that's what he was giving me, telling me he loved me.

 

And I said "I love you too." not in some terribly romantic way, but he made this horribly scared face like maybe his wife had heard, 

and I thought ugh, that sucks, that's the last facial expression I'll see him make, in response to me telling him I love him, and he's worrying about his wife and making a horrible face. Great. 

So I sort of just smiled at him and gave the ring back and left.

 

I walked through the parking garage and couldn't find my car.

I started flipping out because I couldn't find my car.

Then Matt from World Market was there and he was like, come drink with me.

And at first I was like, no thanks dude.

And I knew it was the morning but I was really upset about not being able to find my car, and upset about the whole thing with Jeff,

so when he asked again I was like, sure, okay, but we have to go to my apartment so I'm not out getting trashed somewhere.

 

Because I went from not wanting to drink to wanting to get shitfaced.

So then I was walking down a street with a field near it and he was riding on a huge bicycle, and then he asked me to look and see if his tire was going flat, and I checked and a spoke of the wheel had stabbed the tire and it was indeed going flat.

 

Then we kept going and we were going to go to my apartment, and I think in my head I was envisioning my old waking life apartment in Kansas City. 

 

 

In another dream some group of girls was walking down the street with me and they started to pick a fight with me and one of them did something particularly heinous but I can't even remember what it was, so I punched her in the face.

Then she was really pissed and the dream went on for a while with us just doing horrible things to each other.

 

 

Thanks, subconscious. Thanks a lot.

 

 

My dad lived in Germany and he called and asked me to go live with him and go to school there.

I was really excited.

 

I told Jeremy I was leaving and he should come with me.

He sounded really disappointed. 

 

In waking life I would never just up and abandon him like that, but sometimes I get freaked out knowing that Jeremy pretty much only wants to live in America. I want to experience the world.

 

 

I was in a building with a bunch of people and some zombies.

The zombies were hacking other people apart and making them zombies as well.

 

Limbs and blood were flying everywhere.

 

Then we were all looking for ingredients to cook a recipe that would make us all human again.

One of the ingredients was radicchio, which I don't think I've ever had or even seen until I saw it in a show on Hulu yesterday. That show did not have any zombies in it, but it had a naked man holding radicchio in front of his genitals, so I'm glad that made such a great impression on me...

 

I was in a school first.

A college. 

Half of the class was there and the professor was missing. We wondered where the professor was.

At the end of class we went upstairs and found the professor giving a text to the other half of the class. 

We were angry at her.

 

There was lasagna that had turned out more like meat soup, Amanda and I tried it and then some other people did.

Later we were all standing at the top of an extremely steep hill and everyone else started puking from the lasagna.

 

Then I was in a big padded armor suit and I was in a huge room with a bunch of guys gearing up for some kind of physical battle game,

and there were some big dudes there.

Some guy tried to get fresh with me and I got mouthy with him and another guy told him to back off.

 

Then I was at an airport and there were strange machines that you had to go through to get on a plane. 

One guy was scanning people and I didn't want to do that.

Everyone's bags were being scanned and put onto conveyor belts that would carry them into the plane.

Then the plane my bag was going to go on took off and I had started climbing a tube coming off the back of the plane. The plane started lifting off with the plane.

It was clear plastic.

Then these huge spiraling things made of plastic or metal came down the tube and got heavier and heavier and I fell out of the plane.