dreams, part deux

[dazedmissjones]

i'm walking home from class and decide i'd rather get a quick workout in, so i run home. i get there, to the giant gate thing that lives in front of out uber-secure apartment, and realize that when i started my run i must have put my backpack down...and now not only do i not have keys, but i'm pretty sure i'll never see my (new) camera, phone, computer, or wallet again. ouch. so, someone let's me in. i take the stairs, and proceed to get lost in the complicated building that we live in. we're talking split-level floors, circular hallways, stairs that only go halfway to the next floor....so i'm wandering around entirely lost when i run into my old italian teacher. she's quite relieved to see me as she, too, is lost. so we attempt to ask some receptionist type guy who is speaking to us in rapid italian and i'm terrified she's going to make me respond instead of talking herself (oh the old "shit! italian!" dreams...). we leave him and decide we're better off leaving the building. or, the airport, which i think it's become now. we're just standing on the side of the (dark, rainy) road when some excessively happy southern woman picks us up. relieved, we climb into her car and let her drive us...uh...home? lots of un-memorable car conversation...un-memorable that is until i realize that she's actually jewel. and about the time i realize this is when the italian teacher becomes alanis. then we're walking, and jewel points out (again, really excited) this bar across the street and says something like "you two are probably too young/too old for this place, but it's amazing". for some reason, maybe i wasn't 21 yet? i didn't take offense to this comment. alanis, of course, was pissed. no fighting or anything (damn, that would have been amusing), but we break off from jewel pretty soon after that. that, and i think we're back at the apartment building. so, i leave alanis sitting outside (though after making plans with her to go roller skating later..), and wander in to find emily. i find her...in her texas home. her dad and carolina are both there. carolina suddenly gets it in her head that she NEEDS to make smoothies, and my goodness, does she ever. she spent the whole evening (?) in the kitchen and made, i don't know, a dozen pitchers or so? then em was upset because carolina, in the midst of her smoothie fest, had forgotten to...damn i don't remember, something really stupid like turn on the TV. so they erupt into this huge fight while carolina is throwing towls around in the kitchen (oo...watch out!), emily is throwing...um...video tapes? around in the living room, and i'm sitting quietly watching the whole thing while slurping on a smoothie.

and that's it. all i remember. while i felt like the shit being friends with alanis and jewel, and those smoothies were amazingly delicious, i may have had more fun committing felonies the previous night. yes, let's dive into my psyche, shall we?

actually, i think we might be best avoiding that. it's too early.