Saturday, December 31, 2011

Dom Theme Park; Sweaters; Work; Art

I was in some kind of amusement park or staged haunted house or something. I came into a room where I was told to pretend to be a dominatrix. I posed with my foot on some guy's back. Then another woman dressed as a top came in and suggested I sub. I refused and we started fighting. I was afraid because she was very large. I was really revolted and furious. I clawed at her face and breasts and bit her. I fnally got out of the room and realized there was a tall bookshelf there. As she rounded the corner, I knocked her over and toppled the bookshelf onto her.

I was in a place that was half book-store, half-home. I ran through the halls and knew I had to go on the run. I filled a carpet bag with mystery books and found a pair of too-big red shoes to put on. I went to the back room knowing I would need a sweater but when I opened the closet, there were just stacks of them and I realized I couldn't remember which ones were warm enough. I had to pull down several. I out on a strange red and purple table-cloth looking sweater and put it on, but by then the fat dom and a friend of hers were there. They seemed impressed that I'd beaten her up, but said I couldn't leave. I could top, but I could never leave. I fucking left, yo.

Another part of the dream was at "work" but it was in like a brownstone. Someone came to the door and I realized it was a former male assistant of my boss's. (She actually did have one, and in the dream I got the name right) I realized if I could seduce him I could leave. He helped me sort contracts that had to go with checks, which was difficult and my boss was yelling at me.

Outside, I realized I wasn't in New York but in a small town in PA. There was a central pond, parks, it was very picturesque. A sculptor had done a series of erotic Alice in Wonderland statues. There was something about a snail or a frog leaving a slimy trail, which you were supposed to touch and feel the slime.

Something about a beach? A handsome young man who I think was a stand in for N?

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

dance show

I was in a college town. It was dark overhead, i don't know if it was a huge overhead tent or stadium dome, or if it was night. I lived in a dorm or something with lots of other girls. I was getting ready to watch a show, and I pulled a gym mat up to the edge of the stage or arena and pushed the edge up. The proportions got wildly off so the matt was like ten feet thick and I was looking down onto the action. Some of my other girlfriends joined me--Rachel, Jen, Stephanie? We all wore dresses in pretty colors and patterns. I saw edges of the cloth overlapping--blue with a chain pattern, green with dots. I think Stephanie was wearing plaid (I had another dream with her a few nights ago where she was wearing a white turtleneck). We looked down onto the stage and I got so excited that I squirmed out and slid down the front of the mat to join the dancers on the floor. I had a headband that came loose and I just got rid of it. I danced and floated above the ground a little bit.

Gold and sifting in the dirt

I've had a series of dreams about men and jewels. In the first one, I was sitting down or lying and there was a man standing over me, so backlit that I couldn't really see his face. I knew he was handsome and desirable. He was holding some tool behind his head, and at first I thought it was a scythe, like the grim reaper. But as it turned in the light, I saw that it was something round and the sun made it gold. It was either a halo or an enormous soup ladle.

In another one, there was someone who was wooing me and he had taken a large diamond and divided it into seven pieces. But they were scattered all over the floor. I picked up a handful of something from the floor, I don't know if it was dirt, or mabye something fibrous? Maybe fishing line holding beads together? And I was picking the small diamonds out of it. The man was encouraging at first, but then I found a tiny cloisonne bird (we had one when I was a kid) and I was trying to prop it up on a broken leg. He got angry and said I was doing it wrong.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Opera stabbing; My Fake Blue Bedroom

I'm in a small opera house. Someone who works there--Clerk? musician?--explains that it's actually only a fifth of the size of a proper opera house. I'm with some man, maybe Shad? and we walk around. There's a small bar for actors or maybe actual ruffians on which the characters are based. They speak in English accents and we order drinks and pal around.

We're outside on a lawn between opera buildings. Someone is throwing pen knives and two of them hit their intended target, and two hit an ally by accident (I was watching Buffy before bed and I think this is lifted directly from the episode of Faith waking up from her coma and remembering Buffy stabbing her) but the knives are small, tacky pen knives that I think are from behind the counter at the Army Navy Surplus in Providence.

I decide I need to rest and stay at home. It's only sort of the house in Virginia. Kristie's not there, it's some grandparent I don't actually know. I decide not to announce myself. It's the middle of the night and I know I have the run of the house. My bedroom has huge ceilings and a bed made up with blue and gray sheets and blankets, including one with silver metallic paint. I realize it's the same sheets that were on the bed when Ryan and I were there for Thanksgiving and I'm glad there won't be extra trouble.

Monday, May 24, 2010

Garage; Cartoon Crimes

5/24/10

Tom and Leela's--it's a giant garage full of crazy stuff piled up. Like books, dolls, costumes, trinkets, etc. It's unholy mess. But in the back by a desk, it's very tidy. There are discs piled up.
I borrow some stuff for later.

In the woods somewhere? Camping? Sort of Alpine setting--very calm and pretty.

Playing cards or looking at books with friends. We look at pictures of the Disney princesses in kinky outfits.

I go back to the garage to return Tom and Leela's stuff. I wipe up some kind of spill. When I get there, I see that someone has broken in and stolen a big door sized panel of cartoons and left it lying outside. Inside cartoons are cut and pasted all over. I call my dad to help clean it up. It's not as bad as I feared.

I bring some pics to Sandy. I've sorted out ones of the two of us. He's not interested.

I'm walking to the laundromat and run into Will. We go to the same one together.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Trains; Bus; Barbecue

5/23/10

I'm on a train. I don't have a ticket. I rifle through my wallet to see if I have enough cash, but really I'm hoping I won't run into the conductor at all. It's crowded. I find an empty compartment and hide. I'm tired and lie down.

I'm on the side of a hill. I've taken a funicular to the top. There's a bearded man telling me something.

On a bus. The rows of seats are huge, like ten people across. We all hurry to get seats. I pick one by a window and feel lucky.

At a barbecue. It's set up so that patrons take turns bartending. Alexis is behind the bar and Jacob asks for a beer. Alexis opens it wrong, and then gets water from the faucet in it, and hold it upside down so half of it drains out. Jacob discreetly gets behind the bar and gets his own beer. The bottle has a picture of a horse on the label.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Tender Sea Monsters; Shoe Leap; Dog Friend

5/20/10

We're at the beach. We're in a boat and suddenly the water is splashing over the sides. There's a huge fish or monster. I'm not very worried though. Before I have time to be scared we're back at the shore. The monster is a king of herrings, yards long with a red crest, but with a dragon face. The king of herrings has a mate, which he's sort of cuddling in the shallow water. We all feel sort of jubilant about it. They seem so tender.

I go shoe shopping in a discount store. I put on some rubber toed clogs and run around the store. I make fake ballet moves and leap high in the air. I think people should be very impressed by my acrobatic skills.

Something about enormous plants?

I'm returning from the grocery store and spill a big quart of yogurt.

There's a dog man or boy or some creature that's got an animal body but we treat it like a friend. I massage its feet, knowing that it's so relaxed the normally hard claws have softened into soft gray and pink paws. It's very tender.