April 29, 2002
i was in a parking lot by my car. i guess it was by a restaurant, but there was also a sporting goods store. my 12th grade science teacher mr swisher was there, and he was talking to some others in the middle of the parking lot. i haven’t seen him in 3 years or so, so i was suprised to run into him. he still had his semi mullet. he and one of the men he was with were holding umbrellas even tho it was sunny. so i concluded that his skin cancer must still be a threat and he’s covering himself from the sun. then he saw me and came over to talk to me. he said he had seen me online, and at the time was hoping i didn’t IM him or he would have told me he wished i would shut up because he had been having a bad day. well i was confused because i’ve changed my screenname twice since the last time he knew it, and didn’t know how he had my new one. then i realized he saw my old one online, and so then i didn’t know who had gotten access to it and used it. so i was looking for a piece of paper to write my new name on for him. and i was waiting for him to ask me about my head, since he was always really concerned about my headaches because his wife had almost died of an aneyurism.
*alarm* *snooze button*
i had to deliver replacement carpets to one of the townhouses. the worker gave me squares of carpet, just throw rugs, to take to the house and he pointed to it. but when i was actually on my way to the house i forgot which one it is. so i was standing there hugging the carpets to myself, and someone answered the door and i asked them if they were the people who needed the new carpets. they let me in, but they had carpet. but it was white burber, not the green/brown/multi colored carpet in the rest of the townhouses. but it was that house that needed the carpet, because it was all bulged up and wavy, because it hadn’t been layed right the first time. but the person was confused why i was there, since it was almost the end of the year and they figured they wouldn’t get replacement carpet until they were moved out and all the furniture was gone. i told them i had no idea, but i was there with carpet so i left it there for them
*alarm again*
and something about marilyn manson’s “coma white” song… i was hearing it in my dream, and visualizing the video. but it wasn’t the real video, and i realized it and was like… no this isn’t right, the video for “coma white” is the one where marilyn and rose mcgowan re-enact the Zapruder film…
posted by sara @ 2:44 PM//
April 28, 2002
more about driving my car in heavy traffic trying to get to buffalo for a sabres game. or to go downtown to see if we could get tickets for the sabres game, which was the last game of the season that night. lots of traffic. no crashes this time though.
posted by sara @ 2:46 PM//
April 27, 2002
oh yeah, remembered a dream from the other day. i went to see queen of the damned at an old theatre with danielle and adrienne. we had to park in a muddy parking lot, and it was near the erie canal but we weren’t going to the riviera. the theatre didn’t look like a normal movie theatre either. there were like tables and chairs, and beds, and we were watching the movie and there kept being problems with it. then someone came in to sell everyone popcorn, but it was on fire, and we all had to evacuate. so we left the theatre, cuz the movie was over, and me and danielle were like, did they show us the whole movie? and i was like, i don’t think so, but we couldn’t remember. then as we were walking back to the parking lot thing i realized there was no way they showed us the whole movie because they didn’t show the concert where Lestat sings ‘slept so long’. so we find my car and someone had parked so close next to it that i couldn’t get in. so i got in on the passenger side and crawled over, and was going to pull out so danielle and adrienne could get in. so i start pulling out and i scrape the entire length of my car against the one next to me. i realized i was doing it, but kept going anyway. so i got out of the space, and got out of the car to see how badly my car was messed up. and it was pretty bad, so i didn’t know what i was going to tell my parents.
then last night, had another dream about my car. something about being at the summit mall, and when i left the mall i was wearing the new black dress my mom bought for me, and i was so tired i could barely stand so i kept falling, and trying to crawl to the car so i could get home. this guy was there and was trying to help me, but i think it had snowed and was slippery. so we got to my car and he got in with me even tho i didn’t know who he was. we had to go to buffalo, so we leave and almost gett hit by a train because it was dark so you couldn’t see the train crossing the road, and the barrier things were broken and didn’t go down. so we were waiting for the train to go by and it seemed to have ended, but it was really just more cars at the end that didn’t have boxes on them, so they were flat bed cars, and we could barely see them in the dark. so i guess we finally saw that the train had finished, and we’re going to buffalo and there is all this construction, and the road narrows to the point that no car can fit in it, and the road turns into 2 steel bars, like a roller coaster track, but it’s not…it’s a road, with these steel bars on the side, and not enough room for the car unless u drive your car sideways on it. it’s hard to explain.
posted by sara @ 12:59 PM//
April 26, 2002
something about a song from phantom of the opera playing, and not realizing what it was until danielle said “oh it’s from phantom”….then a whole bunch about trent reznor, including a new tv interview with him and he was smoking. so i thought, hmm that’s weird i’ve never heard anything about him being a smoker before, but whatever, i can deal with it.
then woke up from the power going off, and the generator turning on.
posted by sara @ 12:38 PM//
April 17, 2002
i was at my house. some guy showed up and my mom let him in because he was traveling and needed a place to stay. i guess we ran a boarding house, but it was our normal house. so he went into the guest room where he was staying. he came in and talked to me, but neither one of us had anything to say. he was sorta hot. so then it was night time and everyone went to sleep. for some reason i got up, and went downstairs. there was a man and 2 children running around in my back yard with 2 pug dogs. then they came in the house. and then the chinese-indian mother came in. so i start screaming “get the fuck out of my house” over and over at them, trying to get them out. they were all like, super confused, and trying to make me let them stay. they were homeless or something, so they’d go in people’s houses at night. but i was like “no, get the fuck out of my house”. i was screaming, and didn’t know why no one else was waking up. so i finally got them out of the house. i went back upstairs and there was a table and chairs set up at the top of the stairs and my mom was sitting at the table. so i went over and told her about the people in the house, and how that explained how when we wake up in the morning things are displaced etc. but she didn’t seem to care. then the boarding guy came out of his room to use the bathroom, and was stumbling around. looked into my parents room, then opened the closet door. then i pointed at the bathroom and he was like thanks. so he went in, and i was still talking to my mom about the people in the house. then he came out and went into my parents room, stood on the bed and started taking his clothes off. he was talking to us, so we looked into the room and saw him taking his pants off. we were like ?!?!?! but talked back to him. so we carryed on a conversation with him, as he took his clothes off, and me and my mom were trying not to look over at him and see him naked. then i guess i was watching tv and the chinese-indian mother was on tv talking to the reporter about how they were kicked out of my house that night, and this sob story about something. not sure what she was saying anymore.
posted by sara @ 6:57 PM//
April 13, 2002
1. don’t know what i was doing but i was in my car. it died. so i got out of my car and went through some people’s yards to get to the next street over where i guess i was supposed to be going. but i wasn’t supposed to be at this person’s house because i was sneaking around so they wouldn’t see me. it was brooke’s house. i grabbed a couch cushion and a pillow and made my way out of their house. then i don’t know where i was but i fell into a fountain. so then i was all wet and carrying the pillow. then i realized i was on the set of the west wing. so i was trying to sneak around the set trying not to be in the shot and ruin what they were doing. then i ran back, through the set again, towards the fountain. then dr mounts was there and he fell into the fountain, so now he was all wet. so he got out, and i pushed him in again. then he got out and someone else pushed him in.
2. i was at some big fancy rich lady’s house. she was evil or something, because i was tapping on statues to see if they’d come alive because apparently she had some power to turn people into statues. and i was playing the sims but i was also IN the sims game. then was back at the rick lady’s house because there was a huge party. i was trying to find the gift my mom wrapped up for her in the big pile of gifts. my mom had mentioned something to me about it. so i found it and started to unwrap it so i could wrap it back up after i saw what it was. it was a gold chain with gold rings on it. apparently they were rings from dead fireman. and it was appropriate because the woman’s husband, or deceased husband had been a fireman. then my dad started walking towards where i was to see if i wanted to go pick up other family members, so i was trying to stuff the necklace and the cotton padding back into this little box and wrap it up before anyone saw what i was doing. i told him i didn’t want to go, which was weird, because at every other family function i’d gladly leave the house to pick up people or run to the store.3. i was at an econoline crush concert. it was in like, a basement of someone’s house. they did the beginning of the set, which was supposedly only stuff from Purge. i was hanging around the back of the room, by a table. there was a notebook where i had drawn the word Peaches, and doodled around it. apparently it was a name of some band i liked. this girl asked me if peaches was one of the last bands i like. i was like no way i like, like 50 bands, just 3 that i like a real lot. then EC went on intermission, and i went outside to near where the bus was. they had taken out all their towels and pillows and folded them on the ground. so i was going through them, don’t know why, and i grabbed some pillows to take back inside so i could be comfortable laying on the ground watching the concert. so i went back inside, and trevor was walking around. ziggy was on stage playing drums, and another guy who was a new guy in the band was playing guitar. they were actually playing a song, and someone was singing but it wasn’t trevor. or he was a ventriliquist. then people started coming back in so i moved to the front. adr showed up and i was like, they got a new guy to replace dan. but then we realized the only 2 original memebers there were trevor and ziggy. but we couldn’t remember who was missing. finally we realized that johnny wasn’t there, and that’s why ziggy was playing drums. he had all kinds of weird gadgets on the drums to make them sound different, and he didn’t actually have real drums. it was just this electronic platform thing that looked like a keyboard that he’d hit with drumsticks.
note: i remembered more of the dr mounts fountain dream before. i went through it at least 2 other times in my dreams while i was sleeping. and what’s with multiple dreams involving pillows?
posted by sara @ 10:02 AM//
April 11, 2002
very strange. the story of the dream was as if i was writing it. i was an author and this was the story i was writing. it was like i was narrating it, omnicient narrator, so i knew what they were all thinking.
there was a girl who worked as a waitress in a diner. it wasn’t like hooters or anything, but her waitress outfit was a really short skirt, and little middriff shirt. she was a really pretty girl, and all the men who came to the diner would grab her, and made rude comments etc. so she hated men, because all they did was treat her like a sex object and take advantage of her. so there was a guy there who observed the way she was treated, and wanted to get to know her but knew she would be suspicious of his actions etc. so i guess he asked her to go someplace with him. she went even tho she was wary, and she figured that he would end up taking advantage of her. because of this, the guy tried to act completely un-sexual towards her. he didn’t touch her, he didn’t make any comments about her. he just wanted to be really nice to her and show her all men weren’t like that, in hopes that they could have some kind of relationship. so they were at the beach. it wasn’t a real beach, but just a small patch of land where a lake or some body of water came ashore. they stood there and talked and the waves came on over the sand. then he left. she felt really good about the whole thing, that he wasn’t like every other guy etc. (*here is the weird part*) there was a house besides the water. it was a shoe. a big boot. and people lived in it. but it wasn’t attached to the ground. it floated and moved according to the waves. the waves had to turn the boot house a certain way for the door to be exposed and the people could get out to go shopping or whatever. so the girl stood there watching the boot house get tossed around in the water. then she was at her house. i think she was kinda poor. not poor, but lower class. she lived with an extended family. don’t know what happened at this part, but she was very happy at how well it had gone with the guy. how he hadn’t hugged her or tried to take advantage of her. then he went to her house. she was sitting in the bathroom on the tub. i guess it was the only place other family members weren’t. she had frosting on her hands. he came in to talk to her, and sat on the floor in front of her. she put frosting onto his thumb. he decided he was going to make a motion towards her to let her know that he really liked her, without making her feel like she was being taken advantage of. so instead of licking the frosting off his thumb, or wiping it off, he moved his hand towards her for her to kiss the frosting off. nothing super sexual, just really cute (it wasn’t alot of frosting to be wiped off). and they were really happy.notes: directly based on conversations about the objectification of women, and the media portraying women as sex objects. no clue about the boot house.
posted by sara @ 4:41 PM//
April 6, 2002
danielle and i finally went to the continental (goth bar in buffalo). i had called melinda and we made plans to go. so i got all ready and was waiting for the time to go pick melinda up. then she called and wanted me to go to some other place to get her. i didn’t know where it was but then i realized it was by danielles house, on styx road (lol). then she wanted me to take her to some other place i had no clue where it was. so i was like fine whatever. so i kept waiting and was getting irritated cuz we weren’t going to have a long time to spend at the bar. then i realized melinda wanted me to take her to her drug dealers house. then we ended up at the continental. it was me, melinda, danielle, adrienne and some boy. and the continental was huge. it was like a restaurant almost, and just gigantic. so we sat at this round table that still had 2 plates of food on it from the last people who were there. well danielle and adrienne started eating the frenchfries off of them. then someone came and took our drink orders. danielle got a “perrier and fuck you”…which apparently was perrier and some citrius liquer that’s named “fuck you”. and i got my normal cran vodka. well i was sitting in a seat with my back to the door, so i was like no i’m going to sit over there across the table, next to the boy, so i can see hot goth boys as they walk in. then later emily showed up. she had really short hair and had gained weight. so i talked to her but she was really rude to me, like she didn’t have time to talk to me cuz she had all her goth friends there. so i went and sat back down at our table, and then joe was there.
that dream sorta morphed into this one. something about my proff dr allen. but it wasnt dr allen, it actually was dana carvey. my parents were taking me back to school and i was in the backseat thinking about how much dr allen reminds me of dana carvey, and how by the time i leave i’m going to make him say something from SNL or Wayne’s World. so i started laughing, and my mom was like what?! so i told her i’m going to make him say something for me before i leave school. then i realized he really was dana carvey.i was having a party at my house. i don’t think it started out as a party, but it turned into one. and since it wasn’t supposed to be a party, we didn’t go buy alcohol. we just were drinking my parents. and my parents were still there. so i was sorta paranoid about them seeing us drink. then this girl from high school, michelle, who actually moved in 10th grade showed up. she’s like “social”? and i’m like “what?”…she goes “social?” and points to the alcohol in the alcohol rack. and i’m like ooooh, social! she wanted to do a shot. so i found the 2 shot glasses we had and washed them, then spent 20 minutes trying to find other shot glasses so we could all do a shot. but then there was no alcohol that she liked.
notes: i’m sure adrienne would never go to the continental again lol.
posted by sara @ 11:46 AM//
April 5, 2002
lots of wack dreams, of course, dont remember most of them now
1. i was sitting in the townhouse living room. looked nothing like our actual house. we had all just returned from break. then door opened, and it was katie. she had come back to live in the townhouse. well since she hates me, i just sat there and ignored her. she was with a bunch of people from her family and they were making lots of noise. then she came up to me, right in front of me and was like HI! all excited. so i looked at her and was like hi. so the people left, and she was there, and she was standing by me. i was really confused about the whole thing – why she was there, why she was talking to me etc… so i was like, um ok are we cool now? she’s like, yeah we’re cool. i was like good. so she went to move her stuff back in, and later when i went upstairs (looked nothing like our actual upstairs) she had moved all her stuff into my room. so i was like um.. she was like “oh i liked your room better, so i’m living in there now” and she had moved all my stuff into the next room over….my bed, my posters were all rehung etc. i’m like um ok. so then leah came home, and dunno where katie had gone to. but i was like, guess what, katie is moving back in. leah was like what?! and i’m like, yeah she moved into my room and now all my stuff is in there. leah was really confused too. now i was just pissed off, and i was like… i don’t care what is going on, and i can pretend to be her friend, but i definitely do not like her and i never will again after what happened.2. don’t remember much of this one at all anymore. i had this boyfriend. he was a cross between Ian and Nick Clark. there was something about taking film to get 1 hour developed, before he had to leave for someplace. then we were driving in an SUV, and there were all kinds of power lines around… the towers, and the actual wires. it was weird driving around them because they kept making optical illusions so u didn’t know where you were or if you were going to hit any of them. then there was something about this road under construction, it was all dirt, and there were all kinds of uneven levels that made it almost like a mountain. and people were bike riding on it, and the one person kept falling off one of the levels to the lower one but didn’t know why…that’s about all i remember.
3. i was in an ambulance…i was driving it. i don’t know where we were going, or why, but we were somewhere. there was this white trash guy who was drunk, and he had feathered hair/mullet. john goodman was the doctor of the ambulance, and there was some other guy who worked on the ambulance. so we got to the guy, and i don’t really know what happened next, but he was on the stretcher, and he was all tied down. actually, i don’t know why i worked on the ambulance, i think they might have just grabbed me and told me to drive it cuz no one else who was around could, and they had to deal with the guy. because i totally didn’t know what i was doing. so they tie the guy to the stretcher, i think he had a pink shirt on. then his wrists started bleeding, the guy had sliced them open (dunno when, some point he did)…and i think he had cut his neck too. so i put my seat belt on, but i didn’t know how it connected so it wasn’t on right, and i drove to the hospital while john goodman tried to take care of the guy. the whole time this guy was passed out. so we get to the hospital and john tells me to take the guy into the ER. so i start to take the stretcher thing into ER and they’re like no not that way, u gotta go in this other door and to the 3rd floor. i was like ?!?!? cuz it made no sense. and john and the other guy weren’t helping me at all, it was like they were on a break and were just standing there talking. so i was all confused, and i get to the 3rd floor and it’s the psych ward of the hospital. i was still confused as to why they didn’t just take the guy to the ER first, and THEN the psych ward for being suicidal. but there was a nurse there who started talking to him, because now he was concious.