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Been having really vivid dreams lately....
Two nights in a row - nightmares involving going to the zoo...(night 1 - small asian man who rescued me. lots of children. mom., night 2 - man wearing fur coat and green suede sneakers with an orange stripe. guys from joe's wines and liquors all lived together next door to this guy. i was wearing a fur coat too. don't remember the rest)
Last night: we (matt, emily, preston, ramsay, others) were travelling or something and we stopped in this small town and got stuck there (a la Twilight Zone or something). We had to eat every night at this diner that only served Totino's pizza and other assorted junk food. AND you could select a porn movie to watch while eating. There was (obviously) a huge older couple that owned it. Then there was this part where I was at the house that my mom lived in (in the town) that was surprisingly like the cabins at Chickasaw. I was chain smoking Capris and kept walking outside and then back in to see what was on TV (which was nothing - but I kept expecting something to come on). Suddenly the house became the house in Jane Eyre (but not nearly as pretty) and Orson Welles as Mr. Rochester was there and he was keeping his "friend" who was crazy in a little room off the house that had a padlock. He was also the reason that we could not leave the town because he had stolen Matt's orange antique car (can't remember what it was - maybe a Studebaker or something) and broken it in someway and kept pretending to fix it, but really didn't. There was also this part where I was cooking breakfast (bacon and eggs) and picked them out of the pan with my hand. and the eggs wouldn't cook.
That's all I remember.
Dreams are strange.
Shower now.
Two nights in a row - nightmares involving going to the zoo...(night 1 - small asian man who rescued me. lots of children. mom., night 2 - man wearing fur coat and green suede sneakers with an orange stripe. guys from joe's wines and liquors all lived together next door to this guy. i was wearing a fur coat too. don't remember the rest)
Last night: we (matt, emily, preston, ramsay, others) were travelling or something and we stopped in this small town and got stuck there (a la Twilight Zone or something). We had to eat every night at this diner that only served Totino's pizza and other assorted junk food. AND you could select a porn movie to watch while eating. There was (obviously) a huge older couple that owned it. Then there was this part where I was at the house that my mom lived in (in the town) that was surprisingly like the cabins at Chickasaw. I was chain smoking Capris and kept walking outside and then back in to see what was on TV (which was nothing - but I kept expecting something to come on). Suddenly the house became the house in Jane Eyre (but not nearly as pretty) and Orson Welles as Mr. Rochester was there and he was keeping his "friend" who was crazy in a little room off the house that had a padlock. He was also the reason that we could not leave the town because he had stolen Matt's orange antique car (can't remember what it was - maybe a Studebaker or something) and broken it in someway and kept pretending to fix it, but really didn't. There was also this part where I was cooking breakfast (bacon and eggs) and picked them out of the pan with my hand. and the eggs wouldn't cook.
That's all I remember.
Dreams are strange.
Shower now.