Epic Search for Dinner; Blow Up Cover Up

Walking around a small city late at night with my college friends J and R. We met up with a friend, a schlubby guy, and took him to a hotel of ill repute. We could see into other people's dorm rooms from there. We decided we were hungry and went on an epic search for dinner. R found a place on her phone but I said it was too expensive, everyone else said tough luck. I was driving, but it turned out we didn't have a car but had to walk fast in poorly marked lanes.

We saw an Aztec themed restaurant on the way and I talked everyone into going. They had a huge buffet and I was excited. I stood in line with a nice chatty young German guy and talked about my book. After a minute I realized I had no idea where the clean plates were.

I went through the restaurant searching for plates with no luck. Through the door I saw that there was a building about to be blown up. I rushed over and saw that on the television there was a false report. It was a big corporate conspiracy. I had a little camera and took pictures. Sliding the camera down from my eye, I saw my lens was filtering out the true image.

I got into a fight with two tourists in the entrance of the doomed building.

Much cooler

I was in the hospital. At first I couldn't figure out why, but then I realized it was because I was too skinny. They told me my brother was in too. I had brought a suitcase and wanted to put on socks, but they told me I couldn't have anything with tight elastic and brought me these ridiculous booties. The doctor asked if I had a good relationship with my mother and I said that I did, and I had brought a photo album to prove it. I told him we'd been to Scotland together and it was amazing. The pictures were supposedly of Hadrian's wall, but instead of stones it was made of weird bones and skulls and carved spiders. I thought, "This is much cooler than I remember it."

Museum robbery

A beautiful museum like place. I was going to rob it? I was there with other people. There was a book of fairy tales and the cover had a picture of a dark haired woman in a long silky patterned robe. The museum also had the robe, folded up, and someone urged me to put it on. I did and it weighed a lot. There were also fancy deep handbags that people were taking and folding and putting on their heads like hats.

Roller coasters? I had been talking about Coney Island right before going to bed.

The Killer Was...; Flirt Party

A mystery that I was both watching and in. It was a group of British intellectuals and bureaucrats trying to solve a series of murders. My friend and I hastily wrote down who we thought was the killer. We looked at clues like letters the killer had left behind, but I chose my candidate based on who would be most surprising in a movie. It was Emma Thompson, the hard-nosed boss of the team.

At a stylized old-timey college party. It was like a musical. The song was celebrating a girl who was a flirt and had dozens of boyfriends. At the party, she danced through the rooms of handsome boys and crazy, crazy plates of foods--tiny lobsters, roasted pigs, trays of sliced poundcake. I was her roommate and thought it was awesome that she had so many boyfriends. I was in the room with her, eating cake. I could actually taste it in the dream. We were supposed to be mentoring this sort of ingenue girl. We went to our room which had a confusing series of triple decker bunk beds, way more than we needed for everyone.

Same Forest?; Water Hazards; Whale Bite

Taking a hike through the woods. I wandered off the path. It's weird, it was a lot like the woods of Virginia or Rhode Island, but I feel like I dreamt this forest specifically before. My feet were sinking down in sand.

In a big, disintegrating house. I was with my "brother" although he was a teenage black guy, and his girlfriend, who was a famous actress or singer. We had piled furniture up onto bunkbeds and were trying to get out, but the halls were flooding. I helped the girlfriend cross a scary deep hallway of water.

In a grand room. The whole plan was to turn it into a water park. I didn't trust the people running the plan. Corrupt or really evil? I went around to the people I thought were the ringleaders and tried to intimidate them.

Then I took a swim in the giant pool and it was great. It was full of fish and seals and little whales. But then the killer whale came up and bit down on both my arms. I could feel its teeth denting the skin. I got out of the water for help and walked around with the whale still attached to my arms. It was funny, although I knew I should be really panicked. I went up to the front desk where the harrassed manager of the water park was trying to deal with some VIP customers and I tried to get her to pay attention to me. It was like I was in a comedy but trying to act distressed.

Needles; Summar Island

I was staying at a friend's house. He was saying his arm hurt and out of the corner of my eye I could see something sticking out of it. I looked over and saw the whole arm was full of syringes, like they were pushed all the way through the arm.

Something about a second hand clothing store?

Watching a movie? Reading a book? There was a beautifully drawn comic book about a family in the end of the world scenario. It was done in dark watercolors. They were on a huge red rock somewhere southwest, and for the summer they'd be safe from marauding etc. The issue of the comic book was called "Summer Island".

Then I was in it--I was a young daughter of the family and I realized one of our neighbors had turned on us. I was talking on the phone with my mother, sounding cheerful but telling her in code we couldn't trust the neighbor. He took me to a festival, and there was like a waxwork museum where the figures were coming to life and attacking. I fought them.

Short on film; Gaslight; Boat; dessert

I was a bad student in school. I was making a film and I had to make it a certain length. I was running the film strip outside of the classroom. I was there with a bad influence friend. There was a guy who had a crush on her but when he asked her out, we zoomed in on his bad complection. I was helping another boy go undercover. Who would believe there would be two new guys named Edward, though?

There was also a main room where we were trying to play a cruel practical joke on some guy. He was actually a cute guy that I had a crush on. We were gaslighting him in some way, moving toys to seats in an auditorium to make him think they'd moved on his own.

There was also a story of people on an adventure that we were telling/watching/part of. A huge magical boat/van was about to set out. It tried to merge with traffic. It pulled over just a little ways up and the people in it called me over the mediate. W. was part of the crew and some people objected to his laugh (there's nothing wrong with his laugh).

Switch to my front yard in Virginia. It was so green and lush. We were making a huge dessert, carefully dripping chocolate on a structure of darker chocolate slabs.