mspixieears’s dream blog

dream part 2, Mon 23/11/09

While I was showering and getting ready for bed, I remembered some more things about my dream.

My friend Felix had come back from his holidays and was crouching on one of those things you usually use to house ornaments in a house, in the living room. He wasn't saying anything. I kept trying to talk to him, but it was like he was a statue. I told him I felt bad that I did not read his blog.

Then, another snippet: I was online and buying some coloured, flavoured lipbalms that were going to be discontinued. One was named after Neil Gaiman, but because they couldn't use his name they made it "Neil Gaimoom". It was pretty funny.

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dream, Thu 19/11/09

It's funny: just heard on the radio yesterday that this particular ex is doing a poetry reading, and then I dreamt about him.

We were in some strange place, that sort of reminded me of high school, but wasn't really. I saw my old ex and we started seeing one another again. It was different this time. I cared a lot less about how he acted as a partner.

I didn't hear from him for a few days. I didn't mind. @rob_caporetto offered to look him up online and find out what he was doing. I said, don't, I don't want people to see you looking him up. He said he could do it in a way that no one would know.

He looked him up, and without my permission, went up to my ex and told him he was treating me badly and should be ashamed of himself and that I didn't deserve to be treated in such a fashion.

My ex approached me after a few days when we were in the same room. I nodded at him casually, not wanting to disturb him. He told me what happened and I was furious. He started cuddling another girl. I didn't mind. When he saw that I didn't care, he desperately tried to get my attention again, and tried to get me to care. I told him it was probably best things were over.

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dream, Tue 17/11/09

Quite some convoluted dreaming. Let's see how I go with getting them down.

Again, on some sort of school or family-type camp. I think we're in the Philippines. I'm spending a few days some family friends for some sort of special occasion - I can't remember which exactly.

The next part of the special occasion requires myself and my brother to fly to Auckland to take part in some video game-inspired tournament. We can't go, as we can't afford to. Also, I'm looking after my family friends' siblings as they are too lazy to. I have to pack up my room at camp, as well as theirs and we all have to be out by 5pm. I also have to pack up my mother's room. I'm stressed.

They fly off to New Zealand and I feel very lonely. So lonely that I want to spend time with my mother but she has to go to work. I begin to wander around the Philippines and go to some shopping centre. I'm sifting through comics and Peanuts stickers when I stumble across a class for children. They are doing some sort of improv/theatre workshop. I see 'Oulipo' mentioned and jot down the title of the book they are working from which is translated from Italian. The teacher invites me to talk about Oulipo.

They peer at my legs and bind them and ask me to pirouette. I tell them that my legs do not have hair because I felt it kinder to those who might see them, in the heat of the Australian sun.

I suddenly found myself in my old village. There were lots of bars. I went to one and ordered a pint of Carlton Draught and the bartender said it was the last one left. I didn't want to drink the last one, so I told him I'd be back when I had money and would order something else. I thought about calling @casus_belli to see if he fancied an impromptu drunkard session.

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Then all of a sudden, I was dining and drinking with @rperdio and @tristankenney. Ryan took us to some swanky joints and I found myself at a table with my old schoolmates - Evan, Damien, Frank, Steven M. Someone was marrying Jane and they were cutting glass bowls to steal. I disapproved but drank my gorgeous alcoholic drink.

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dream, Sun 15/11/09

A bit of insomnia and general interrupted sleep means I haven't been remembering my dreams as much of late. In fact, some nights it's like I haven't dreamt at all (science tells me this is unlikely? will have to look into that more).

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Because I took a nap this afternoon, I've largely forgotten my dream.

What I do remember is that for some reason, @joshsharp and I were having a conversation, probably involving @tristankenney. I can't remember what the specifics of the conversation were, but it seemed that it was largely about him, given that we both know him.

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dream, Sun 8/11/09

I forgot to jot this one down. I was somewhere and saw my ex and his brother who appeared unnaturally taller than him. I said my ex's name and he smiled warmly at seeing me which was unusual for him. Not because it was me but he was never so open about his feelings. We talked like old friends.

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dream, Tue 3/11/09

I was in this strange large house. Two of my housemates were these socially scared people so they didn't interact much with us. I was in this large floral bed that could easily fit three people. On one end, I lay, at the other end, @futuresandwich.

We were throwing some kind of party. The socially scared housemates hid. @futuresandwich left with a friend in a really cool classic car.

They eventually came back and I told him off for leaving me. One of the socially scared housemates traipsed the backyard and kept muttering under his breath.

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dream, Fri 23/10/09

Everything's dying at the moment! Me (well, not really but 4 months of sinus/ear infections is NOT fun) and my laptop cord. So no laptopping for me. As a result, I've missed recording a few dreams, alas.

I was walking around Melbourne, near North Melbourne. I stopped in at a coffee shop called Kingfisher. At least, that's what it said it was called on the door. It was very busy but I'd never tried it before and was eager. I looked at the menu on the board, and saw people having quite the banquet. I moved to the back of the cafe as I didn't want to sit near people but they kept moving near me.

I waited for a very long time. It was a little sad. Eventually, I went up to the waiter and said, gee, what does a girl have to do to get some service around here? He blushed and apologised and began to take my order. He was wearing the most iridescent gunmetalish lip colour I'd ever seen.I ordered a long black.

For some reason, a whole bunch of friends joined me, though the waiter and I would not stop talking. Then @carnagefairy appeared and he seemed to have forgotten that he met me and made a special point of saying goodbye to her, as if him and I had not been friendly at all.

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dream digest, 27-29/9/09

27/9/09

A male friend of mine wanted to have sex with me. I said no, even though he put a chain around me. I told him it was better for us to remain friends. I was then in a house where I was not welcome. A Chinese man found me and told me to leave.

28/9/09

In another house with a female acquaintance and her fictional sisters. I can't really remember what I was doing there.

29/9/09

Inside my parents' house. For some reason, the part where our bedrooms are had a busted circuit and the lights wouldn't switch on. This seemed to distress me a little.

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dream, Sat 26/9/09

EMS Luke was leaving for somewhere (he has recently, in real life). For some reason, neither of us had any illusions - both of us were sad to be parting, though I'm not sure why as we were not romantically linked. He had insanely rare BPALs and was giving them to me to sniff. I spilt one of them on the carpet and thought he would kill me, but he didn't seem to mind. For some reason, he was leaving me contact details for him and for his sister or female cousin (in real life, he has no sister).The party we were having ended with pizza. L left and didn't mind me constantly kissing him goodbye. He even seemed to like it and couldn't even pretend to push me away.

tAlex and Rob and I were living together and all our bedroom doors were shut. I was in my room, shut my door so as not to bug them as I had music playing. tAlex then came in to join me and just talk and seemed interested in...spending proper quality time with me. I was a bit miffed. I tried not to ask any stupid open source computer questions around him but he seemed a bit more friendly about it and did his best to make me feel like I wasn't bothering him. I felt like all three boys were interested in me - as a person, not romantically. I was flattered and embarrassed that it made me feel liked.

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dreams, Mon 29/6/09 & Tue 30/6/09

Dammit, I forgot Monday's dreams.

Today's were pretty crazy because last night I took zolpidem.

@swingdag was apparently from this made-up province in the Philippines and the dialect of Filipino she spoke was derived from sweet pet-talk. I don't remember the (fictional) name for the dialect but it sounded like 'palawagan'.

Myself and Stu were riding on a toy train through Preston - we passed a restaurant where someone was playing a harmonica - this was where I met up with @swingdag. She started to play the harmonica which was covered in a blanket, and it was sitting in a chair. She played and it somehow became lodged in her mouth, moving further down. When she pulled it out of her mouth, it smoked as if newly removed from an oven and was completely dry.

A workmate sat next to me and decided to share some of his homemade pizza. I said it was only fair I bought him a cup of coffee. I went in search of this alternate version of Melbourne Uni's Union House that I've seen in a previous dream for a good coffee shop. Union House had more storeys in my dream than it does in real life. Part of it was closed. I ended up buying some iced confection and as I was eating it, this young, attractive Italian man started to stroke my back. I swatted his hand away. Workmate eventually found me and joined me. He hugged me from behind and started to try to kiss my cheek. I squirmed out of his arms.

I was staying at some amazing apartment, but left to shower at another one a few doors down. I had the shower running and was looking for clothes or something when a New Zealand woman went in and began showering. I was pretty annoyed, and she was very rude to me. I was given some sort of pouch containing nail polish, lipgloss and girly keyrings, as well as a pair of stockings with calligraphic poetry quotes. A girl next to me wanted the things in my pouch and started to stroke my leg. I told her there was no need to do that and if she wanted a different colour lipgloss all she need do was ask me. I left and went into the shower, holding a pair of mismatched pastel pink heels which turned patent leather black when they accidentally got wet.

Last fragment: I had some crazy-strict teacher like my first boyfriend's mother. I told the obese school bully in my friendship (this person is directly from my high school days) that I was going to report her bullying. She merely laughed at me. I hid from this teacher, but she found me stark naked in a wardrobe and gave me back my confiscated bike. She liked me as a student even though her brightest student was a one year old girl. We all turned up to class according to how smart we were - she wanted to spend more time with the smarter students, so the less bright ones turned up earlier. I was second next to this one-year-old prodigy.

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