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Well, here's a daily dream update for y'all... just because I was woken up not once, not twice, but five times... 1) the roofing people on our apartment and we had the window open, 2) a nearby ambulance at 5 am, which REALLY scared me, 3) Natalie's phone, 4) someone calling the room phone who was a telemarketer and 5) Cindy calling me. So I went f this, I'm not even going to try and sleep anymore.
I had this dream shortly after the telemarketer call, because that part of the dream was me pressing numbers until I finally got a real person on the line and I said "don't ever call me again" and the telemarketer said "okay". But then, I was at my house and I had an appointment to get my hair done, so finally I decided I would just go already and so I went to this weird buisness/salon thing. I walked in and they said sure they could do my hair, so I tied it in a ponytail and cut it off... so it was medium length in the back and really long in the front. Then, this old guy who looked exactly like Mr. Peters (10th grade 60-ish chauvenist PE teacher, in whose class I was one of 2 girls) was supposed to take care of my hair... only he kept hitting on me. I was supposed to take off my clothes so I wouldn't get hair dye on them or something... anyway, for some reason I was naked. I showed him a picture of what I wanted it to look like, but the picture was brown and I said "like that only red". So he took forever to dye my hair this weird maroonish color (think my Mara Jade Halloween costume color, when I used that weird red pencil crap) that looked awful, and I ran into Rachel (yes, captainrallie Rachel) afterwards and she had really short (like an inch long) hair that was bright red... and she told me that I just couldn't pull off the red they'd given me. It looked horrible. And the guy was so creepy, kept making innuendos and wanted me to go down on him or something! UGH! I kept trying to get away and finally Julia came and I had to take her home so I got to leave... so she kind of rescued me. Then I was on this bus or tram or something with some toddlers, and this song I really liked came on and all the toddlers were dancing. It was cute. But that old guy was really scary, because he wouldn't keep his hands off me or stop hitting on me. *shudder* I was SO relieved to find out it was a dream.
Why do I have so many dreams in which I'm getting sexually harassed in some way? It's only happened once in real life (hellooooooo guy at the Ren Faire), so you wouldn't think this would be a recurring thing or anything. But that was mostly what it was like... it felt very similar to the Ren Faire situation (in case you don't know, that was when a random greasy guy decided that my boobs weren't hanging out of my costume in the normal fashion-- hello, the costume was made for my 12 year old sister!-- and actually reached down into my bra to "fix the problem", and I couldn't do a damn thing about it) except worse because, well, I was naked during most of the dream.
There was also a subplot involving hanging out with Shauna and Will, but that part happened before I got woken up one of the times, so I've forgotten.
ION, today was my day off, and I was really excited. Yay not having to do anything. But then Cindy called and asked me if I could babysit tonight. Something had come up, not sure what because my reception is so bad I can't hear a damn thing, but in any case, I have to work today for a few hours. I don't mind, because 1) I love that kid, and 2) yay $$. Plus, I don't have astronomy tonight. I can't decide whether I should dye my hair now or wait for a while though... hmm.
Lovely. Pest control just showed up. Good thing I wasn't asleep again.
I had this dream shortly after the telemarketer call, because that part of the dream was me pressing numbers until I finally got a real person on the line and I said "don't ever call me again" and the telemarketer said "okay". But then, I was at my house and I had an appointment to get my hair done, so finally I decided I would just go already and so I went to this weird buisness/salon thing. I walked in and they said sure they could do my hair, so I tied it in a ponytail and cut it off... so it was medium length in the back and really long in the front. Then, this old guy who looked exactly like Mr. Peters (10th grade 60-ish chauvenist PE teacher, in whose class I was one of 2 girls) was supposed to take care of my hair... only he kept hitting on me. I was supposed to take off my clothes so I wouldn't get hair dye on them or something... anyway, for some reason I was naked. I showed him a picture of what I wanted it to look like, but the picture was brown and I said "like that only red". So he took forever to dye my hair this weird maroonish color (think my Mara Jade Halloween costume color, when I used that weird red pencil crap) that looked awful, and I ran into Rachel (yes, captainrallie Rachel) afterwards and she had really short (like an inch long) hair that was bright red... and she told me that I just couldn't pull off the red they'd given me. It looked horrible. And the guy was so creepy, kept making innuendos and wanted me to go down on him or something! UGH! I kept trying to get away and finally Julia came and I had to take her home so I got to leave... so she kind of rescued me. Then I was on this bus or tram or something with some toddlers, and this song I really liked came on and all the toddlers were dancing. It was cute. But that old guy was really scary, because he wouldn't keep his hands off me or stop hitting on me. *shudder* I was SO relieved to find out it was a dream.
Why do I have so many dreams in which I'm getting sexually harassed in some way? It's only happened once in real life (hellooooooo guy at the Ren Faire), so you wouldn't think this would be a recurring thing or anything. But that was mostly what it was like... it felt very similar to the Ren Faire situation (in case you don't know, that was when a random greasy guy decided that my boobs weren't hanging out of my costume in the normal fashion-- hello, the costume was made for my 12 year old sister!-- and actually reached down into my bra to "fix the problem", and I couldn't do a damn thing about it) except worse because, well, I was naked during most of the dream.
There was also a subplot involving hanging out with Shauna and Will, but that part happened before I got woken up one of the times, so I've forgotten.
ION, today was my day off, and I was really excited. Yay not having to do anything. But then Cindy called and asked me if I could babysit tonight. Something had come up, not sure what because my reception is so bad I can't hear a damn thing, but in any case, I have to work today for a few hours. I don't mind, because 1) I love that kid, and 2) yay $$. Plus, I don't have astronomy tonight. I can't decide whether I should dye my hair now or wait for a while though... hmm.
Lovely. Pest control just showed up. Good thing I wasn't asleep again.