May 18, 2009 08:12
I had the strangest dreams.... that Avi came over and I gave him back some shirts he'd given me, then he tried to be funny and I told him no. Then I was talking to Emma, who had a sore throat, to try to convince her that Denver needed a commuter rail link to Lakewood. And then they took me to what they said was my house in Lakewood, but the bottom floor was all kid-sized. I told them this wasn't my house and they said they'd changed it for a reason. The ceilings were about five feet high. There was a mini fridge and some drawers. Upstairs was my actual bedroom, though. I don't remember why they said I should be there, but there was a reason.
After that I read a book that looked like it should be a kids' book but talked about the king forcing himself on women, using metaphors of ice cream, I think. I was transported to the kingdom and watched the king have his way with another woman (or maybe we were My Little Ponies), then knew I was next so (and this took place in my bathroom in Lakewood) I twisted his arm back and started to choke him. I told him I didn't want to act that way, but that's how he treated us, and I didn't know how else to treat him if he didn't treat us differently. I got to my room and turned on some music, and then my mother, who was either the queen or the housekeeper, came in and chastised me about the volume and about how many Lush products I had and I told her only one of them was new. That's when the alarm went off.
More on life later. I gotta move two suitcases to Jens's house now.
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