dreams, Tue 14/7/09, Wed 15/7/09

Tue

Again, didn’t get to jot down my dream in time so I forgot it.

Wed

In an opulent department store – I’ve seen something like it in my dreams before. I’m with a man who works there and naturally, knows his way around. He has a friend who gets mistaken for this other fellow and somehow gets roped into placing garments into shopping bags – he chooses to do this for the sole purpose of watching beautiful, well-dressed women – specifically their legs.

There are two of us in parts of the department store where we shouldn’t be. There is a guard hunting for us. I pass a display of glass boxes filled with water. They have examples of beautifully manicured hands and feet in them.

* * *

Some sort of university setting – and some sort of scavenger hunt thing. We’re divided into groups and my group has to carry these very heavy medieval blade-axe type things. I’m eventually led to a room and a senior female lecturer is giving a talk on some song cycle as a naked woman plays along on a musical instrument I’ve never seen. She appears to be singing in Yiddish. I only know this because another girl in the audience interrupts her to have a conversation with her.

* * *

I have this boyfriend who has an autistic brother and a black cat. In one room I am talking to both this brother and the cat (who oddly, is conversing with me. The cat answers me in English, but his mouth remains closed). I go to my boyfriend’s bedroom and he tells me I’m crazy for thinking I’m talking to a cat, but that his brother must like me to be talking to me.

This boyfriend is supposedly obsessed with me. So much so that he takes some weird alchemical substance that can kill you – he ingests it so that he will stop loving me, because apparently I don’t feel as strongly for him as he does me. He begins to froth at the mouth. I find these other magical beings in his room and we somehow manage to administer an antidote. My boyfriend becomes angry with me for getting rid of this poisonous cure for love.

 

 

 

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Posted 4 months ago

dream, Sat 13/6/09

My brother and his wife are getting a new house in some fictional new estate that is further north out of Melbourne than where I currently live. The houses there are made of grey stone - similar to cobblestones but more grey. They say that their initial house was built, people squatted in it and then found out that it wasn't built to their specific instructions, so it got torn down.

For some reason the area reminds me slightly of Stonehenge.

* * *

A man is standing outside a restaurant he works at, enticing people to come in. Every so often, he shouts witty but nasty things. The street he's in reminds me of the street Black Books is set in. Someone goes up to him and suggests he uses Twitter. He thinks the suggestion ridiculous. The person feels slighted and I tell them not to take it personally because I've conversed with him and he's been rude to me afterwards.

* * *

Weirdly, I'm in some sort of department store like Myer and shopping for American Crew hair products. Or Stila (who don't even make haircare). We're wandering in this large, tacky place and at one counter I see a couple of brothers that look like Z and S. I cannot stop staring at them, even though it is not them. They even have the same names.

We have this grandmother-like person in tow and apparently she has cancer - this means that every so often she throws up and soils herself. She is very offensive to her beautiful daughter, who looks like a film star.

* * *

Stuck in some kind of fairytale land - we were apparently reliving Margaret Atwood's version of Alice's Adventures In Wonderland, so as you can imagine, it had some fantastic feminist slant to it. There was a beautiful forest and at one stage I looked up in the sky and saw Tetris blocks forming and falling.

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Posted 5 months ago