dreams
I dreamt I was at some dinner party and everyone was wearing really red lipstick. And Coley's mom was asking me about some restaurant/b&b called Horror and I was telling her about it. Then I got interrupted with something. Then she was like, "Apparently you're eating there tonight..." And I was like, "Wait, what?" and she was all, "Horror, you're having dinner there." Even though I was already eating dinner.
I went shopping for household items, garbage bags, etc, and I spent ages in a huge aisle of candles, trying to find a candle that I thought smelled like February. There was a $50 wooden wick candle that I wanted, but the price was atrocious. I considered getting it anyway. Then I saw that they had my Victoria's Secret shampoo in super huge bottles for like, $100. But I calculated that it was a rip off. I looked at the ounce measurement and figured that it'd be cheaper AND I'd get more shampoo if I just got two regular bottles instead. I called Jason to confirm my math but he kept getting distracted and like, didn't understand what I was asking him.
Then I was at that Horror place I think, and I had this AMAZING drink, it was like this lemon-soda and it was really carbonated and really saturated and then Lindsey was like, "You idiot, you're supposed to mix that with ginger ale." and I was like, "DNW, it is perfect the way it is" and she was like, "Well yeah but if you drink it ~the way it is~, it dislodges all of your organs, it is so bad for you". There was some counselor there, and I couldn't find my shoes. Then we were watching a movie (except it was kind of IRL, not like on a screen) and there was this ADORABLE LITTLE CHILD, I think he was like 5 or 6 years old but he was so TINY, like two feet tall. And someone was talking to him, and then a priest came up behind him and sort of tapped him on the shoulder and turned him to face him and the kid was SO excited to see this priest and he felt so safe, the priest picked him up and smiled so much and held him up so their heads were touching and I remember being so fucking sad because I knew the guy was a pedophile and was going to fuck around with him later. :(
IRL, my best friend from my first year of college announced that she was pregnant yesterday. So last night I dreamt that she asked me to go tell her sister for her. Jason and I were in her room and she came in and was like, "Okay, would either of you be able to tell Libby?" (even though this isn't even her sister - this is one of my best friends from high school's sister) And immediately I was like, "Yeah, no problem" and I got up to do it and she was confused that it'd be so easy for me to do. And I was like, no no, it's fine, and I told her what I was going to say and she loved it and told me to go. I asked where her room was and she was like, "I'll have (other sister) escort you." And then we ended up in another sister's room and it was so fucked up and weird, and she had a daughter but I didn't know if she was dead or not. She had this collage board, all of these tiny tiny photos of the girl pinned onto cork, and so many stuffed animals shoved in one corner. Apparently the daughter "gave all of these up just to fix her room". And she was just WEIRD, the sister. She was short and I guess she was younger than us even though she had like a 4 year old. And it was more about how she FELT, she felt so fucking off and her room was poorly lit and kind of dark pink and just glowing this weird, dark orange. I never found the other sister. Down in their kitchen, there were two men, both bald. One was screaming in pain because there were bleeding cracks in his head. I didn't see sparks but it felt like there was electricity running through them. And (presumably) his dad said it was like, his fault for passing this on. Or maybe it was the other way around. IDK, one of them was supposed to not survive but they did.
I was on the movie, except it was KIND of in my old kitchen except not really. It was like my head took my childhood kitchen, expanded it a little, and put it in this weird house. A can of Coke fell out of the fridge and Sam picked it up and I knew he was going to start spraying everybody (and they were all oblivious to this, evidently) so I took another can and ran around to the other side of him, shaking it as I went. As predicted, he snapped the top and started soaking them, and I did the same to him from behind. When he noticed, he turned completely on me and I got drenched - lol there is no possible way there could ever be this much liquid in a real can of soda, not even close. Anyway, so I was wet as hell and I sort of just slid down the fridge. Then a car came, through the house, and hit Sam but not me. He asked me if I got hurt and I said no. And then he was all, "So you're not going to press charges, then? LOL" and I said no. Three cops came and were talking to him on the other side of the kitchen wall, except it was like, completely outside now, a dark forest kind of. They asked for his credit card, I saw two of them on the table so I handed them to him, saying, "You owe me so bad, though..." And he was all, "LOL no I don't."
Lindsey and I were going to go shopping for "work clothes". I found some pink frilly shirt that I liked and something else but I don't remember. Then I was looking at shoes. Susan Sarandon had a line of heels and I wanted them all. Then I was looking at tennis shoes kind of, on some weird-ass sale rack. Then as we were leaving, we ran into this guy that apparently went to school with us, some guy who was clay!Matt in my dream but not IRL, and this girl Mary that I actually DO know and actually looked like herself lol. So the first guy stopped us and asked if we were from out of town and we figured out we all went to school, etc. Matt pissed me off so I was going to sneak around a corner and text him so his phone would go off and it'd prove that he was ignoring me and NOT that he didnt' have his phone or it was broken. But I didn't. Then a bunch of us were going to stretch in the store? We were in a circle by the shoes, and someone was leading, told us to put our left legs in the middle. So I jokingly started singing the Hokey Pokey, and then we started doing it for real. And we just kept doing these group dances in the store and everyone started watching and clapping.
Then it was a full-on dance recital, there was a piano there all of the sudden, in the store and it was so cool. They started playing and singing Monster by Lady Gaga, and some girl was all decked out in these sweet ankle boots and black tights and her hair was HUGE and kind of like Magenta's at the end of Rocky Horror except twice as big. And just when they got to "that boy is a mooooonnnsterrrr" she started RUNNING across the store and it was so epic and I got goosebumps. Then it stopped, the pianist stopped because one of his dancers was all stuck in some weird-ass position and couldn't move. Another dancer just started dragging her across the floor. "This is kind of a buzzkill," the pianist said. Then, there were like 30 of us sitting on this super-long electric black and blue bench - it was black but it had a blue neon line in the middle that spiked like a heart monitor. And when it pulsed underneath us, we would hit our left shoulder forward, it went back and forth like a crowd wave, it was super cool. And then there was a fountain, and these GORGEOUS light flowers grew out of lily pads and I remember wondering how the fuck they just... HAD all this stuff on hand and could pull together a show totally out of nowhere. Dianna Agron was next to me and she was like, "I'll be right back, okay? ♥" Then I was up on some indoor ledge/balcony-thing, watching dance performances down below. There was another Lady Gaga piece, and then Dianna was standing on a piano, along with two other young starlets but I don't know who they were. It was a lyrical piece, a trio of sorts with spotlights and I am so pissed I don't remember the song. It was really quiet, sometimes completely silent, and it was breathtaking. The other two famous people couldn't dance very well, but Dianna was gorgeous. They each had two other girls dancing with them, I remember them doing small lifts or Dianna like, dragging them like they were dead, and at another point, she was standing and just fell to the floor, like laid right into it on this perfect click in the music and I don't even fucking know you guys, I wish I had it on tape because I can't even believe my mind can choreograph this amazing shit in my dreams. When I try to choreograph IRL, I'm like, "umm...." and I basically hate doing it. I can create killer concepts but when it comes to the actual steps/choreography, I'm not very creative and don't even know where to start. Then, god, I have no idea who it even was but one of the dancers came right underneath where I was standing and slapped the wall, she left her hand there and reached it up towards me. She mouthed, really slowly, "I... Miss... You..." and I almost started crying and I have no idea who she is.
I went shopping for household items, garbage bags, etc, and I spent ages in a huge aisle of candles, trying to find a candle that I thought smelled like February. There was a $50 wooden wick candle that I wanted, but the price was atrocious. I considered getting it anyway. Then I saw that they had my Victoria's Secret shampoo in super huge bottles for like, $100. But I calculated that it was a rip off. I looked at the ounce measurement and figured that it'd be cheaper AND I'd get more shampoo if I just got two regular bottles instead. I called Jason to confirm my math but he kept getting distracted and like, didn't understand what I was asking him.
Then I was at that Horror place I think, and I had this AMAZING drink, it was like this lemon-soda and it was really carbonated and really saturated and then Lindsey was like, "You idiot, you're supposed to mix that with ginger ale." and I was like, "DNW, it is perfect the way it is" and she was like, "Well yeah but if you drink it ~the way it is~, it dislodges all of your organs, it is so bad for you". There was some counselor there, and I couldn't find my shoes. Then we were watching a movie (except it was kind of IRL, not like on a screen) and there was this ADORABLE LITTLE CHILD, I think he was like 5 or 6 years old but he was so TINY, like two feet tall. And someone was talking to him, and then a priest came up behind him and sort of tapped him on the shoulder and turned him to face him and the kid was SO excited to see this priest and he felt so safe, the priest picked him up and smiled so much and held him up so their heads were touching and I remember being so fucking sad because I knew the guy was a pedophile and was going to fuck around with him later. :(
IRL, my best friend from my first year of college announced that she was pregnant yesterday. So last night I dreamt that she asked me to go tell her sister for her. Jason and I were in her room and she came in and was like, "Okay, would either of you be able to tell Libby?" (even though this isn't even her sister - this is one of my best friends from high school's sister) And immediately I was like, "Yeah, no problem" and I got up to do it and she was confused that it'd be so easy for me to do. And I was like, no no, it's fine, and I told her what I was going to say and she loved it and told me to go. I asked where her room was and she was like, "I'll have (other sister) escort you." And then we ended up in another sister's room and it was so fucked up and weird, and she had a daughter but I didn't know if she was dead or not. She had this collage board, all of these tiny tiny photos of the girl pinned onto cork, and so many stuffed animals shoved in one corner. Apparently the daughter "gave all of these up just to fix her room". And she was just WEIRD, the sister. She was short and I guess she was younger than us even though she had like a 4 year old. And it was more about how she FELT, she felt so fucking off and her room was poorly lit and kind of dark pink and just glowing this weird, dark orange. I never found the other sister. Down in their kitchen, there were two men, both bald. One was screaming in pain because there were bleeding cracks in his head. I didn't see sparks but it felt like there was electricity running through them. And (presumably) his dad said it was like, his fault for passing this on. Or maybe it was the other way around. IDK, one of them was supposed to not survive but they did.
I was on the movie, except it was KIND of in my old kitchen except not really. It was like my head took my childhood kitchen, expanded it a little, and put it in this weird house. A can of Coke fell out of the fridge and Sam picked it up and I knew he was going to start spraying everybody (and they were all oblivious to this, evidently) so I took another can and ran around to the other side of him, shaking it as I went. As predicted, he snapped the top and started soaking them, and I did the same to him from behind. When he noticed, he turned completely on me and I got drenched - lol there is no possible way there could ever be this much liquid in a real can of soda, not even close. Anyway, so I was wet as hell and I sort of just slid down the fridge. Then a car came, through the house, and hit Sam but not me. He asked me if I got hurt and I said no. And then he was all, "So you're not going to press charges, then? LOL" and I said no. Three cops came and were talking to him on the other side of the kitchen wall, except it was like, completely outside now, a dark forest kind of. They asked for his credit card, I saw two of them on the table so I handed them to him, saying, "You owe me so bad, though..." And he was all, "LOL no I don't."
Lindsey and I were going to go shopping for "work clothes". I found some pink frilly shirt that I liked and something else but I don't remember. Then I was looking at shoes. Susan Sarandon had a line of heels and I wanted them all. Then I was looking at tennis shoes kind of, on some weird-ass sale rack. Then as we were leaving, we ran into this guy that apparently went to school with us, some guy who was clay!Matt in my dream but not IRL, and this girl Mary that I actually DO know and actually looked like herself lol. So the first guy stopped us and asked if we were from out of town and we figured out we all went to school, etc. Matt pissed me off so I was going to sneak around a corner and text him so his phone would go off and it'd prove that he was ignoring me and NOT that he didnt' have his phone or it was broken. But I didn't. Then a bunch of us were going to stretch in the store? We were in a circle by the shoes, and someone was leading, told us to put our left legs in the middle. So I jokingly started singing the Hokey Pokey, and then we started doing it for real. And we just kept doing these group dances in the store and everyone started watching and clapping.
Then it was a full-on dance recital, there was a piano there all of the sudden, in the store and it was so cool. They started playing and singing Monster by Lady Gaga, and some girl was all decked out in these sweet ankle boots and black tights and her hair was HUGE and kind of like Magenta's at the end of Rocky Horror except twice as big. And just when they got to "that boy is a mooooonnnsterrrr" she started RUNNING across the store and it was so epic and I got goosebumps. Then it stopped, the pianist stopped because one of his dancers was all stuck in some weird-ass position and couldn't move. Another dancer just started dragging her across the floor. "This is kind of a buzzkill," the pianist said. Then, there were like 30 of us sitting on this super-long electric black and blue bench - it was black but it had a blue neon line in the middle that spiked like a heart monitor. And when it pulsed underneath us, we would hit our left shoulder forward, it went back and forth like a crowd wave, it was super cool. And then there was a fountain, and these GORGEOUS light flowers grew out of lily pads and I remember wondering how the fuck they just... HAD all this stuff on hand and could pull together a show totally out of nowhere. Dianna Agron was next to me and she was like, "I'll be right back, okay? ♥" Then I was up on some indoor ledge/balcony-thing, watching dance performances down below. There was another Lady Gaga piece, and then Dianna was standing on a piano, along with two other young starlets but I don't know who they were. It was a lyrical piece, a trio of sorts with spotlights and I am so pissed I don't remember the song. It was really quiet, sometimes completely silent, and it was breathtaking. The other two famous people couldn't dance very well, but Dianna was gorgeous. They each had two other girls dancing with them, I remember them doing small lifts or Dianna like, dragging them like they were dead, and at another point, she was standing and just fell to the floor, like laid right into it on this perfect click in the music and I don't even fucking know you guys, I wish I had it on tape because I can't even believe my mind can choreograph this amazing shit in my dreams. When I try to choreograph IRL, I'm like, "umm...." and I basically hate doing it. I can create killer concepts but when it comes to the actual steps/choreography, I'm not very creative and don't even know where to start. Then, god, I have no idea who it even was but one of the dancers came right underneath where I was standing and slapped the wall, she left her hand there and reached it up towards me. She mouthed, really slowly, "I... Miss... You..." and I almost started crying and I have no idea who she is.