March 23, 2003
few days ago: i was going to heather’s house to give her a christmas present. she couldn’t open it while i was there, but wanted me to see her open it, so we left it in the garage, and i was going to go back a week later to watch her open it. so i went back a week later, and we went into the garage to get the gift. we were talking about hamsters, and i was like, omg did i get you a hamster? i think i did. but i had forgotten i had gotten her one. so we had left the present on it’s side in the cold garage for a week with a hamster inside. we figured it would be dead from freezing or starving. she unwrapped it and it was still alive.
few days ago: i dreamed my teeth were loose. one was about to fall out, and it was bleeding so i was freaking out. i told my mom it was going to fall out and to call the dentist so he could push it back in like he did when i was 3 and was pushed face first into a door wall and knocked my tooth out. she didn’t believe me that my tooth was falling out. then i realized more of my teeth were loose and i was freaking out. then one of my molars fell out, so i spit it out and some of the roots were broken off and still in my gums. so i wanted to go to the dentist so he could get them out. then i was magically at work, and i put my tooth on my desk next to my keyboard and i saw that it was cracked in half, which is why it fell out. it was so brittle and weak that every time you slightly touched it it would break again.last night: dreamed about the cast of Growing Pains ??!?!?!?!?
posted by sara @ 3:10 PM
March 17, 2003
i’m getting slightly disturbed by the theme of my dreams the past month. 4 dreams about people being dead (nate, nate’s dad, my dad, maurice bernard?!?!), 2 about free falling elevators, 2 about body injury.
the other night: i dreamed i was living in a college dorm situation with my middle school friends. it was the end of the year i guess, because we were all moving out. we were trying to pack. there was a bit of animosity and i wanted to move out as soon as possible. i thought i had packed all my stuff, and figured i’d come back when they were done to see if there was anything left that was mine. then andrea was there, and nicki, and andrea went to give nicki the finger – but in a way like she’s reaching into a pocket to pull something out, and then gives the finger. but she did it with her sleeve, she reached up her other sleeve, and when she pulled her hand back out, she was holding her hand in the other. (confusing, i know). she had cut her hand off at the wrist with a plastic knife, and was holding her severed hand out to nicki. i suddenly remembered that she had been trying to slit her wrists with a plastic knife at dinner the day before, and she finally succeeded in cutting her hand off. we tried to smoosh her hand back to her arm, as if it would fuse together and be fine.last night: 2 people were playing black jack with eachother, and whoever won got to cut off the fingers of the other person. each hand you lost, you got a finger cut off. they were using big midieval axes to chop fingers off.
posted by sara @ 5:49 PM
March 13, 2003
2nd dream in the past few weeks about free falling elevators.
i was with my aunt carol in vegas, and we got into the elevator and were going to the 4th floor. i think we had been being chased by some people after us, because we were a bit leery of what we’d find once we got out of the elevator. the elevator doors closed, and there were mirrors in the elevator. i saw me and my aunt reflected in them, but i saw the reflection of a little boy who was not in the elevator. then i realized it was my ghost companion. he pulled me back against the back wall of the elevator, trying to protect me. so i yelled to my aunt, who couldn’t see my ghost companion, to get back against the wall with me, because the ghost knew something was going to happen and was trying to protect me. we both assumed there would be someone waiting for us when the doors opened. we got up near the 4th floor, and the elevator cables broke and we started free falling in the elevator. gravity felt super strong as we fell, and my aunt fell down and sat on the floor. i remained pushed against the back wall, waiting for the impact of hitting the ground. but we were just falling still so i figured the building must have a bunch of basements we were still falling through.notes: the ghost part is directly from anne rice’s “blackwood farm” that i’m reading. don’t know about the rest.
posted by sara @ 3:02 PM