Dream Diary
So sophronia_chaos pointed out that I haven't been on LJ much. I think my subconscious decided this could go on no longer, because I had a succession of weird dreams last night, after not being able to remember any dreams at all for weeks.
(Also, I'm going to try to be better about using pseudonyms for identifiable people and places now.)
First, I dreamed I was living in Cinderblock House, instead of Awesome House, justhedoctor was the HR and circuitsandyarn was the HCA. The theme was Under the C (very creative, subconscious), and someone had done an awesome bulletin board background out of construction paper, with a dark blue and light blue checkerboard background for most of the board, and then really accurate sea life around the edges. (It wasn't like "Here's an octopus with a smiley face! Here's a starfish that is obviously the standard star cutout!", there was an identifiable angelfish, for instance, and a lot of rocks, coral, and seaweed. They looked like they'd been die-cut, too, rather than traced and then cut out with scissors.) I got stuck on the roof for a while, because I'd gone out on it for some reason and the door locked behind me, and then someone came to find me for an assembly. We all congregated in some imaginary multipurpose room on the second floor and got yelled at for letting a bedbug infestation happen, and then picked randomly who would have the first shift wiping down chairs with tea. (Because that's clearly how you get rid of bedbugs.) Then my phone buzzed and woke me up, because it ran out of battery and I had to plug it back in.
Next, I dreamed I was at Huge State University, where I'm cross-registered for Latin, and for some reason took a school bus from the bus stop by my classroom to the library. Once I got there, the path past the checkout desks was blocked by this huge store display of erasers and pens that looked like food, which had been wrapped in plastic and pushed there (it had little caster wheels) to get it out of the way. After that, one thing after another kept going wrong around me- someone got really bad cramps and her friends took her to Health Services, first, and then when I got there I couldn't go in because I wasn't a student at HSU. There was a building next to it that looked like the top half of a boat- slanty columns and such- except that it was made out of brick. I asked an official-looking lady on a bench by the lakeshore if it was a dorm, and she said no, it was the student union. (Both buildings were up a flight of steps from a smallish lake or pond that had water-park sort of things on the other side.) I sat down on the bench next to her, and she noticed a jetski coming toward us with no one piloting it, which knocked us both off the bench and dumped the bench into the water. Bench Lady said I had to wade in and grab the bench to keep it from floating away, so I started taking my shoes off, and then for some reason I realized it was a dream, so I thought "This is a dream. I'm going to open my eyes now, and when I do, I will be awake in my bed in my room."
I tried opening my eyes at that point, but I didn't wake up. Instead, I dreamed that I woke up because there was an English class in my room. A gray-haired beardy professor was sitting in my desk chair, and about half a dozen students were sitting or leaning in various places around the room. They seemed to be a seminar about symbolism in the illustrations of children's books or some such. I was all muzzy, but I said something like "How did you all get in my room?" and one of the students explained something about the housing shortage which made sense at the time, and apologized for waking me. Then they went back to their discussion, which was about some particular book featuring a man who ate a long assortment of things, in rhyme, and then either threw up, exploded, or somehow turned inside-out. They were passing around snacks as they talked, one of which was an apple with a lot of rotten spots. I pointed out that the rotten spots looked like a face, then they started looking more like a face, then like a lot of faces, then it turned out to be one of the illustrations from the book all along. Also, I was in the middle of eating a piece of chocolate with caramel in when I woke up for real, and I was disappointed when I realized it. :)
(Also, I'm going to try to be better about using pseudonyms for identifiable people and places now.)
First, I dreamed I was living in Cinderblock House, instead of Awesome House, justhedoctor was the HR and circuitsandyarn was the HCA. The theme was Under the C (very creative, subconscious), and someone had done an awesome bulletin board background out of construction paper, with a dark blue and light blue checkerboard background for most of the board, and then really accurate sea life around the edges. (It wasn't like "Here's an octopus with a smiley face! Here's a starfish that is obviously the standard star cutout!", there was an identifiable angelfish, for instance, and a lot of rocks, coral, and seaweed. They looked like they'd been die-cut, too, rather than traced and then cut out with scissors.) I got stuck on the roof for a while, because I'd gone out on it for some reason and the door locked behind me, and then someone came to find me for an assembly. We all congregated in some imaginary multipurpose room on the second floor and got yelled at for letting a bedbug infestation happen, and then picked randomly who would have the first shift wiping down chairs with tea. (Because that's clearly how you get rid of bedbugs.) Then my phone buzzed and woke me up, because it ran out of battery and I had to plug it back in.
Next, I dreamed I was at Huge State University, where I'm cross-registered for Latin, and for some reason took a school bus from the bus stop by my classroom to the library. Once I got there, the path past the checkout desks was blocked by this huge store display of erasers and pens that looked like food, which had been wrapped in plastic and pushed there (it had little caster wheels) to get it out of the way. After that, one thing after another kept going wrong around me- someone got really bad cramps and her friends took her to Health Services, first, and then when I got there I couldn't go in because I wasn't a student at HSU. There was a building next to it that looked like the top half of a boat- slanty columns and such- except that it was made out of brick. I asked an official-looking lady on a bench by the lakeshore if it was a dorm, and she said no, it was the student union. (Both buildings were up a flight of steps from a smallish lake or pond that had water-park sort of things on the other side.) I sat down on the bench next to her, and she noticed a jetski coming toward us with no one piloting it, which knocked us both off the bench and dumped the bench into the water. Bench Lady said I had to wade in and grab the bench to keep it from floating away, so I started taking my shoes off, and then for some reason I realized it was a dream, so I thought "This is a dream. I'm going to open my eyes now, and when I do, I will be awake in my bed in my room."
I tried opening my eyes at that point, but I didn't wake up. Instead, I dreamed that I woke up because there was an English class in my room. A gray-haired beardy professor was sitting in my desk chair, and about half a dozen students were sitting or leaning in various places around the room. They seemed to be a seminar about symbolism in the illustrations of children's books or some such. I was all muzzy, but I said something like "How did you all get in my room?" and one of the students explained something about the housing shortage which made sense at the time, and apologized for waking me. Then they went back to their discussion, which was about some particular book featuring a man who ate a long assortment of things, in rhyme, and then either threw up, exploded, or somehow turned inside-out. They were passing around snacks as they talked, one of which was an apple with a lot of rotten spots. I pointed out that the rotten spots looked like a face, then they started looking more like a face, then like a lot of faces, then it turned out to be one of the illustrations from the book all along. Also, I was in the middle of eating a piece of chocolate with caramel in when I woke up for real, and I was disappointed when I realized it. :)