I had a dream last night that it was graduation morning (whatever that means) and we were all down in the plaza celebrating, my class and I. It was a strange breed of overcast; everything was blue and gray and dimming as the minutes went by but there was still white light shining through the trees. I didn't want to be there so I left to go to a party at Karna's, where I could remove myself at will to edit the lightscape outside and the colors of the interior on a computer program/pamphlet and then jump back in. Everything was pretty dark inside. Helmet was on the sofa in the living room sprawled around and talking, and I was inside a room where the deck was (perhaps they'd added on) that looked something like the entertainment center room. I was on an armchair. Frijoles/Steven from my JC class came in and sat next to me and we started talking. He asked my shyly if I liked him. I said yes, confused and trying to word things diplomatically, but I had a boyfriend. He said he knew. We climbed around on this armchair for a few moments before I caught a glimpse of Jeremy in the other room, wearing the infamous blue shirt and approaching. I instantly tried to find some way to separate myself. I said come on, Steven, let's go in the other room. We all ended up back with Karna and my real boyfriend started stroking my hair as we laid on our stomachs on the ground, but I pulled away and left for the garage. There was a man working in his own makeshift cubicle in there - he was Will's Dad plus Karna's dad or some sort of something - and I went in to ask him about something but said I forgot. I could tell he had a crush on me and I left. I didn't know where to go, so I think I ended up going home - I can't remember. That's when I learned Mom had bought a third hamster (it was very hard figuring out which one was Fattis and which one was Bruiser and which was new, as they look the same) and they were peaceful and not fighting for once. I put them on the shelf for a second, which was warm (they promptly grew to about the size of cats and resembled them), but then burned like food would. They basically became pancakes. I was so confused and horrified that they were dead (or were they?). When I turned around again after cooking something on the stove, they were getting better. Wyatt came in and said his friend Alex stole a bunch of stuff from the Progressive Club and also killed one of my pets.
I think my dreams are telling me I'm confused, but that might only be in part because my dreams are themselves confusing. Nevertheless I have some things to sort out.
My aunt is hanging out with Val Kilmer tomorrow, according to my Mom. I didn't know that my uncle was his best buddy, apparently. Christian Scientist types...