Dream: Dorm, Hobbits, Wailing Wall, Favors, and the Silver Car
I slept for 10 hours--more than I'd have liked, but the dream was compelling.
The first dream was about being in a dorm. It was the last day and stuff, and the men's restroom was closer than the women's, because I was on the short side of the rectangular floor. I remember in the women's, there was a lounge with a TV and couch, and there'd always be a guy on the couch watching soap operas. Then, just across from the couch, bathroom stalls. I don't remember much else about the dorm, except that it was my last time there and I packed my clothes with my roommates'.
Next: I was on the set of LOTR. Except the first scene we shot was a modern part. Apparently, there was some big female role I'd gotten. Not Galadriel, because Cate Blanchett was there too, and in the modern part she was wearing a sort of dress with a pink skirt and it was terrible but it reeked of femininity AND power. This first scene was on a "ship."
They streamed the music through the loudspeakers, and I realized I didn't know when I needed to run off stage and change into elf/hobbit wear (I still don't know what my character was supposed to be, but it was a quick scene-change, for I was hiding my dress behind my back. Oh yeah, and the evil forces' lands were all green, and the good forces' were brown. I actually wasn't in the "old" dress part, so this 26-year-old guy rushed me offstage. They had built, in the adjoining part, a white victorian house that was supposed to belong to Rohan and everyone was excited about it. I had to shoot a scene in a constructed river where some king (Theoden? Played by someone else, perhaps Graham Chapmen?) fell down a waterfall and basically landed a foot from me. I waded him in to safety. Then I wanted someone to take my dress/old clothes back to the huge ship set. The guy who led me offstage before asked if there was anyone going back to set that could bring my things (I guess I was a VIP), and in return, he waved around money (kind of like the guy who bought all the young girls drinks last night) and this one woman, dressed as a milkmaid, took him up on it. The guy blew up an inflatable mattress, pulled it offstage with the woman, and showed a sense of "urgency" that said I'd be on my own for the next hour. Coincidentally, at that time, PJ shot off fireworks toward the Wailing Wall. Which was conveniently a mile away. A mile away from New Zealand. Yep. Well, Flogging Molly must have snuck into my brain. Then the guy started rowing a boat with me to my next shooting spot.
Next: I must have been wary of placing my costume in the hands of someone else, for my mind raced back to the dorm scene. A roommate took off with all of our clothes and none of us. I warned her that I would hold on to her car (silver, *pretty* car, not convertible). And I did, as she started off. I managed to pull myself into the passenger seat. Finally, in a ramp, the other two roommates headed her off. Then they started playing **polo** to placate her and I. Which worked--we started falling asleep on the roof of the car, over the sunroof. I was almost asleep when the girl with the car saw through their plan, slid back in, and took off. She pulled me back in, too. It gave way to a car chase, which I remember none of. My last image is eventually pulling all of the clothes out of a cupboard-like-thing.
Hope y'all enjoyed,
Love to all,
randomcashew
P.S. Yes, I slept till noon today.