lobster mushrooms

I had a dream I was with Harrison Ford and some other people. He seemed his "real" self.. not the characters he plays. A little dry, not too talkative. There was a puppy there... or ? we were outside and cooking Mexican food. It seems all of the items that would be in a house, shelves, oven, etc. was outside in the trees. I served up some enchiladas and was eating them and then realized.... "how stupid of me! ... I forgot the add sauteed lobster mushrooms on top... everyone knows to do that... :-s

lost dreams

I know I had a ton of dreams last night.... first time I woke up I remembered them, 2nd time no, but woke up laughing.

twig doll

I was in a classroom with classmates from high school. We were all our current age and just starting a class together. I felt like we had similar feelings towards each other like we did when we were young, but there was also a bit of unfamiliarity. The chairs were set in a partial circle and most of the class had chosen their seat but there were still a few seats and students left, including myself. I kept walking around the circle to see which spaces were left, who I might want to sit by but never lingering long enough to show which seats I was in. So I kept walking and walking.... in the mean time, we were supposed to make a doll.... somehow inbetween walking around the circle and observing people, I made my doll, and I felt really good about it I know the others had made their doll out of synthetic materials and they were probably prettier than mine, but I felt good about mine because it was made of natural items, it was raw... it was real. So then I kept walking around the circle,the whole time I knew who I wanted to sit by, but I wouldn't sit there, I just kept looking thinking I must be needing find something else. It felt too exposed to show who I wanted to sit by.

ferry

from the night before last...

I was on a ferry, but it was like a small boat as well. I love boats and water, so it was somewhat fun, but it felt somewhat constricting. I was at the bottom of the boat and with only one small hole in the ceiling to get out. And then I had to go to a job. It was for an old roommate of mine's (LN) family. They didn't speak English and I think they found me somewhat annoying, being non Asian, and not knowing their way of doing things. The matriarch was busy doing things, welcoming in a way, but also busy busy and wanting me to get up to speed so that I could be busy busy. She had a teenage son that was into his headphones while working. He seemed to be somewhat of a good multi-tasker, although I don't think he was convincing his mother of this. I felt a bit panicked there, somewhat not belonging, not knowing what I was supposed to do, knowing I most likely wouldn't do it as they liked and feeling like I should really be some place else.

false security

from the night before last ...

I dreamt I was on the east coast somewhere or midwest. Either in PA where one friend lives.... or Ohio where another lives. There was the good feeling of visiting someone you haven't seen in a long time. Partly good for seeing them, partly good because it is checked off your list.

I was driving along a road knowing I would see them in the afternoon for coffee. It was overcast and I was driving in the country just outside whichever city. It was an older car, the streets were still a little wet from a rain that happened earlier. I drove up this hill and my car seemed to take off in the air. I didn't have control of how high it went, it just kept on going. As much as I liked it, I was scared of coming back down. Would I crash, could I handle this height and so on...The nose turned down and I was preparing for a crash. I had controls that allowed me to stick my wheels out first, and somehow, I landed fine. I continued driving down the hill and stopped at a sort of dead end. It was near some trees and protected from the wind. There was a pile of antiques? junk? there. I decided to get out and look and see if there were any treasures... there seemed to be. Then two men in an old truck stopped right after me. I was nervous when they got out. I said are you looking for antiques? they said yes... and women as they were pimps/slave trade people. I didn't hesitate for a second and looked for an escape. I was surrounded by fence and trees and my only place to escape was to a backyard. To get there I had to crawl through razor wire, but it was worth it to me to get free. I somehow made it through the razor wire but it ended up that it was the backyard of the men and they were on the other side as well... They "caught" me and I was sitting with them. They were helping me with something... like I hurt myself? or giving me food? I was merchandise and they had to take care of me. It was a false sense of safety. They would take care of me only because they had to.. only as long as they needed to.. only as long as they needed me... And I was staying... only because it sort of felt safe, not because I was happy to be there, not because I wanted it, ...

white belts

I dreamt I was in my childhood home and I was going through old clothes. Some were nice, some were crazy 70s. I put on one outfit and started singing a song somewhat surprised that it sounded good. I was wearing a bell bottom denim jumpsuit and a curly wig. I went through some more items. I was kind of excited to find a bunch of new things that would be considered current fashion. I also found a bunch of white belts I could use. I wasn't sure if the buckle was so nice, but it would do in a pinch.

boiled egg

I dreamt I was staying in a room in a house. It had nooks in it and I was wondering if I should rearrange the furniture to make it more pleasing. I had a single bed, a dresser, a laptop etc. I walked over to one side of the room and thought if I would move my bed there, it would make it much more roomy, and if I kept the bed where it was but moved the little desk near it, I could easily watch movies at night and that would be nice to. I walked out of the room and was in a huge home. I realized I was an assistant to the owner of the business where I work. He lived in a mansion and he just wanted someone in the house because he traveled so much. I was walking to the bathroom I used and saw that he was home and sitting on a couch with a female guest. He was busy with her, so I went to the bathroom and was hoping that the area had been cleaned before he brought her over. I saw that my things... a swim suit etc. were all nicely hung and they hadn't been before. I looked outside the door again and saw that his hand weights were on the floor . I was wondering if he did this strategically to show the woman that he worked out. But I also noticed a pile of small candy bars or energy bars near them. I didn't think he would want thos there as well. I was kind of hungry and wanted one, but realized I couldn't get one without them seeing me. I walked back in the bathroom and saw one on the ground near the door. I was kind of excited and picked up the little red package. I was disappointed to find it was a boiled egg wrapped in red. When I opened the door again two men were in the hallway. One walked in. It made me nervous at first. I thought... just because you think you are a big wig doesn't mean you can do as you like. Then I asked... are you german? He said yes and softened and wanted to chit cat. We continued to talk and I realized my under garments where hanging in the room. I put them away and he laughed. Then more people showed up and I realized they were all going somewhere. We all ended up outside. I realized I had to use the bathroom and used a toilet that was in the middle of the street. I was embarrased a bit. Then a blond woman came up to me and said ... I know you... in a not nice way. And then... I set you up with a friend of mine. I asked ... Harlan? She said yes. I said... don't worry, it was mutual. We were better as friends. Then he was there and I lent him my umbrella. Then I decided I wanted it back and went looking for him. Then I went to the Inn where everyone seemed to be staying. A fellow (AA) there was getting drunk and everyone was watching after him...

mixed up time & end of the world

I dreamt I was living with a group of people. I felt as though I was either the new one there, or that I just never really clicked with anyone else. I understood them, but never felt close to them and they didn't understand me. We had gone shopping and I had bought a large bouquet of red tulips. the woman unpacking them at the kitchen was holding a face that was unapproving of the flowers and that they were hers. I quickly took them and said... no , I bought them. the place and people seemed nice and jovial enough, but I just didn't fit at all.

I left the house to walk in the evening. People were all dressed strangely. It was as if all different eras were mixed up., but it wasn't a costume party. There was a woman in a black and white dress that looked part 17th century, part southern belle. there was a man with a long velvet coat on and knickers, but the knickers were made of denim and laced up the back with a satin ribbon. We were all walking through the streets in the evening in a large intersection at the entrance of the town I grew up in.

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I was going to a big event with my friend (PC). We were driving over what was the I405, but had since flooded and was a river. It seems we were running a bit late. We had been shopping. We were on a vehicle of sorts. It was large and other people were on it. The top was open and it seemed to hover. I was looking for a gift. I wanted a hand. A wooden one that you could pose. It was symbolic of something. I saw other hands that you couldn't move. Those would be fine I thought, but not the same and not worth it. As we reached the event we saw the water in the river.. it was getting higher and higher and moving faster. WE decided to go so we could reach higher ground. We knew tte city was going to be covered in water and it was nearing the end.

samples catalog

Someone was setting up for a party for children. It was to be outside and I could see they had hot dog buns and things for a bbq. I asked if they had any vegetarian items just in case. One of the women realized they didn't so that they should go check. I said I could help. Then she went on to say that the reason they had all of this meat is that they just butchered a ?pig or cow? and needed to use it up. They also had a whole bird and a fawn :(. I told them I would put both of those items back in a cold place or freezer and see if there was any vegetarian sausages in the back or barn. The fawn and the bird were both wrapped in green transparent plastic bags. I put the fawn on my shoulder and held the bird with one hand. As I was walking back to the bark I saw a couple of people I knew (in the dream). The man was tall and blond and the woman was shorter. He was walking a dog. The dog kept jumping for the bird and I was holding it up as high as I could. I asked the man to please keep walking and take the dog away, but he kept complaining about the meat and the fawn and not paying any attention to the struggle. Then a white rabbit hopped over and I again begged the man to please leave as I didn't want the rabbit to get hurt, but he didn't seem to hear me or notice and the dog bit the rabbit. I ran over to go push the dog away but then the rabbit bit the dog. I think I stopped and was a bit puzzled but then felt the rabbit could take care of itself.

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Then I dreamt I was staying at a house. It seemed like the house I grew up in a bit. An old friend of mine (R, DS's bf) was there. He was cheery and laughing. They were going to sleep in my old room on the floor. It seemed to be the next day and they were talking about the scary something in the corner and laughing about how they had reacted through the evening. I said, oh I know.. I have it all here. I told them that there was an old something/something camera in there from days gone by. The camera would photograph if things moved and could also capture what someone said and put it into text. So I was reading a print out of what they had said that evening and had photos that were greenish like night vision, with their eyes glowing, from the evening. The thing they were scared of was a plastic owl that had been in the corner of the room. It was kind of fun and funny. Then I was looking through some sort of a catalog while R continued to ramble on and giggle. It was a fabric samples or clothing samples catalog of sorts. When I would turn a page, there would be a glossy shot of a sweater top and then a smaller version actually bound in the catalog, but only half of it.. and the other half would be a of another sweater. Or they would have the whole sweater, but just one sleeve missing. I thought some of these might make an interesting sweater for a little girl, and some even I could wear. Then I came to a large brown envelope. It seemed almost like leather, with large white-ish stitches, but I think it was heave paper that was waxed and made to look this way. Either way, very nice and very sturdy. I opened it and there were a pile of sweaters, compressed down. The one on top was a fine gauge red polo type sweater with long sleeves. It looked like a men's. If it was, I was going to give it to R. He was already peeking over my shoulder and saying ... "I'll take that one!".. then there were a couple more that I was able to see... a light gray one with ruffles at the bottom and a light sea green one. It was lots of fun to look through.

race cars

First I dreamt about a coworker (SJB). She and I were supposed to do something that evening. First we were at some building. It looked almost just like the steel framework of a building, but done for artistic reasons. There was some art event there and people were leaving and or going to some other event somewhere else. We were left... and a woman that was older, maybe in her late 50s, artsy and wise to the world. Then we went back to SJB's to get ready for the other half of the evening. We both kind of needed to change, but then some friends were coming over. My Scottish friend (SS) came over. I was excited to see him and we hugged and started talking on the couch.

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Then I dreamt I was a guy who worked on cars. I was him and at times was just observing. He had been rebuilding cars for a long time and was really good at it. He was working on a friend's car (or his) that was going to be in a big race. They always seemed to race against the large ?? company or this man that had a lot of money that would fund certain cars. This man was working on sabotaging me/him. He messed up one of the cars, was towing the other one away, was ruining relationships... Finally I/him stopped fighting against it and just said please... I won't race against you anymore... just let me do what I'm good at. That is all I want to do.

electric

I dreamt I was in a laboratory of some sort. It was loft like, 2-story and we were on the bottom floor. We were learning secretly about information about something that was happening to food to cause people to get sick. At first it seemed like we were talking about a man made organism, but then it turned into all electrical appliances. Either it was the magnetic fields in certain appliances that make a motor run, or just the pull of electricity, it would change the food as well as us in a negative way. A friend of mine was there (KM). She was telling me about some fun things she has been doing and her boyfriend was there too. They were both nice and both happy.

kittens

I dreamt I was living in a home that wasn't mine. I was living with a wealthy couple that had a son. They were laid back and very giving. I was at home by myself and was in a bedroom that was off of the kitchen. I saw a kitten come in... then a mouse, then another kitten. I thought the door must have been left open to the garage. I went to check and it was and their two dogs, large standard poodles were running around. I gathered the kittens and put them back in the garage. Then I walked into the kitchen and it was a mess. I didn't remember making it, but it looked like I had cooked the night before. Then I walked into the next room and was looking through the mail to see if there was anything there for me. There were just a couple of magazines, The Economist and some mail and a paper. Just as I was looking through them, the couple came home. I went straight back to the kitchen to clean things up the best I could without them noticing. They walked in and it was the last thing on their minds. They thought it was normal and continued to chat. Was I just overly careful? I thought for sure they would be upset. But for them it was ok that I lived normally like it was my home too.

should I tell?

There was a man trying to do something bad... He ha microorganisms or something that will control people or?? He had me running errands for him and threatened to kill people if I told anyone about it. One other coworker (BLG) knew about this. He was stressed about his job and was more focused on that than worrying about this man that might kill everyone. BLG was doing something a bit shady, but he was innocent in a way. Simply doing what felt right bouncing back and forth between fears and desires. I enjoyed his company and glad that he was with me on these errands. I was in a house running one of the errands and there were other people there I worked with (in reality have never met). I was thinking... just tell everyone, it would be freeing, you would have more people who knew who could either save themselves or might have a solution as well. The other half of me was thinking.. but with just a couple of us knowing, at least we could maneuver in and out of places, gathering tools and information without causing a mass panic and maybe stop this man on our own...

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I had another dream I was a stewardess on a very nice plane. There were people on the plane from my past. I was making sure I was ready for when passengers arrived. There was lots of space on the plane, nice amenities and so on. The space was lit nicely and I was serving people full sized items in glass bottles and nice food. We had some special rooms to the side that looked like conference rooms. I noticed a person from my high school (JL) in one of the nice rooms, and then some more guys from high school (JimmyK, RichardP, Matt O, Wayne F) in another room. They were not allowed to talk to anyone as they were arrested for a white collar crime. They had created some sort of computer program. I walked in and looked at them all and said..."Now you can write a book!" in a cheery voice, thinking that they could make lemonade out of their sitiation. I was going to go tell JL that I saw them, but decided against it. Then I was talking to a woman I worked with 20 years ago (PL). She was talking about her freckles and how they bothered her. I thought they were cute. I said I really don't have any besides a couple at my temples. She was very nice to be around. Then we walked to a man who was a senator at one point. I was checking if he needed breakfast or any toiletries and he said that he was fine. He also said.. you are one of them that doesn't eat bread.. It felt like a statement of? like he was just saying.. oh, you play the violin? or you were born in America... like it was a fact and not a choice.

hot mustard

I dreamt I was an event at a hotel. I was there with lots of people I knew, like it was a family function. The hotel was away from the city, near the ocean, although I couldn't see it. It was just dark there like a story ocean side might be. The cars were pulling up in the courtyard of the hotel. The courtyard had pounded dirt ground and some mechanical thing in the middle. I went to find my room and drop off my things. Then I was told I needed to change rooms. The room I moved to was very luxurious feeling. Someone had left their suitcase in there. I was talking to a friend or my mother? and said... that must be Shawn's suitcase (a cousin, but in the dream was Gwyneth Paltrow). We were not sure, but when I opened the suitcase, it had Louis Vuitton lining and the outside of the suitcase was charcoal gray cashmere and wool, so I knew it was Shawn's/Gwyneth's. I left the room to go see what the thing was in the middle of the courtard. It was like a scientific set, but the machine was based on some ancient Asian way of doing things. There were cranks, pulleys and so on moving to time. There were these huge glass containers, one stacked on top of the other. The top one was filled with cabbage and chilies and other vegetables. The next, chickens and spices and the last, some dark green leaf vegetables. The crank would take the first one and tip it in a large pot in the middle.. it was making a soup and it knew just when to put in the next vegetables. The other side, they were making some special food for the festivities. This old Asian lady said it was traditional to make this next item. They would make it look like pastry, but pastry was bad luck. This would make people not eat it, but the people that knew the truth, could safely eat it and have enough food. The part that looked like dough was a mixture of hot mustard and brown sugar. It was made into a paste and shaped to look like a face on top of the concoction of meat and other items.

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Then I dreamt I was in a store. I was supposed to work there, but it seemed no one was coming in. It was a holiday like the 4th of July. Two other workers were inside. They were sitting on a couch and not working either. I was sitting outside to watch if anyone came in. I fell asleep while watching. One woman timidly stepped through the door. I told her it was ok, we were still open. The people inside said to leave, we are not selling anything today. She left. I felt a little bad for her. I went inside and asked why they didn't let her in. They said they would close. I told them I hoped I didn't snore while I was asleep outside.

book

I dreamt a friend of mine (RVB) was just leaving for a trip (which he did today) and that he was telling me he bought the book I was reading and was excited to start it. I was thinking Noooooo.... I didn't want him to make assumptions about me from the book's content. I didn't tell him not to read it. I figured it was too late and if I said something it would make a bigger deal out of it than it needed to be.

Baker Street

Woke up to this song in my head...



Winding your way down on Baker Street
Light in your head, and dead on your feet
Well another crazy day
You drink the night away
And forget about everything
This city desert makes you feel so cold,
Its got so many people but its got no soul
And it's taken you so long to find out you were wrong
When you thought it held everything

You used to think that it was so easy
You used to say that it was so easy
But you're tryin', you're tryin' now
Another year and then you'd be happy
Just one more year and then you'd be happy
But you're cryin', you're cryin' now

Way down the street there's a light in his place
He opens the door
He's got that look on his face
And he asks you where you've been
You tell him who you've seen
And you talk about anything
He's got this dream about buyin' some land
He's gonna give up the booze and the one night stands
And then he'll settle down
It's a quiet little town
And forget about everything
But you know he'll always keep movin'
You know he's never gonna stop movin'
'Cause he's rollin'
He's the rolling stone
And when you wake up it's a new mornin'
The sun is shining it's a new mornin'
And you're going, you're going home

3 little piggies

I had a weird dream or two. I had a dream I went to this wedding of this guy that I dated a few times (I just found out last night via facebook he was married)... It was HUGE, fancy, he had a "program" for the wedding that was a book of the "making of the wedding" I was sat by a couple of people I knew. and some old people. I went to go get in the line for food. I got in just when most of the stuff was gone. Just trying to get up from where I was sitting.. my dress kept getting stuck on some carpet staples and a guy tried to help me, but I helped myself before he could.. then I got in line and this other guy that was trying to help gave me his card, asked how I was getting home etc..., then I got in the food line and tried to find something edible. They had salads in teeny sauce cups, so barely worth picking up, the main food was gone, so I finally found some items I could put on my plate, but as I was going to sit down, my plate got stuck on something and everything fell. So I thought... heck with it and I was going to go on this train ride w/ the old people from the wedding. It went by different places in Portland. There was a 3 Little Piggies house (and I was thinking... I need to show my friend (MB) that!)... and some really reallly nice antique stores (treasure-city). I walked through one and picked up a glass frosted head of a greek man. It was neat but my hand had black oil on it, so I rubbed it over the whole head (looked kinda neat) but didn't have enough oil to cover the whole thing so set it down in a different part of the store.

I had another dream that this gal I talked to (woo whoo that talks to your guides)..was frustrated that I wasn't listening to her advice. She told me that I was going to come up with an idea of what I wanted to do with my life. I would be so sure about it that I would even start on it. Then as I was starting on it, I would find the real thing I wanted to do with my life and would switch to it....

lost cafe ..... home town

german guy soldier dressed like woman.... etc...
then in cafe... man walked by I thought I recognized.. he looked at me and shook his head no..

a fat downsyndrome girl in  achair saying... our day is coming up...

??

walking down a street at an intersection..I set my phone, hair clip and a drink on a car... it started to drive away..,. I took down the license plate plate  something VIK V1T or something... so I could find my phone later???

I walked further to a mall. There was a nice store, I think it was Nordstroms. Before going in the store you neither needed to register at a kiosk or have a member card and register at one of counters before even going through the entrance. I walked up to a woman and realized I didn't have my information out... so I turned around and turned back.

I walked by an information desk. A really nice lady with short dark hair was behind it. Little petite lady. I think I was getting help about my phone. She let me borrow the desk's cell phone and I was making some calls. I also asked her where to get a haircut. She wasn't allowed to give suggestions because it would be considered favoring a store, so she was smiling and opened up a catalog and pointed to a name... It was Nordstrom's and then she said Frank. She said even better that it is this late. He likes late appointments. She then booked an appointment for me there and gave me my confirmation. I thanked her and then realized I had an hour to kill, so walked around. I walked into a lighting store and then I realized I still had the phone. I was listening and it was a friend of mine from Italy. He was telling me where he wants to go in California and why. This place because it is sunny, that place because there is something to do etc.... I think I was listening to a message though because I couldn't talk to him. Then somehow I was hearing a call of him looking for me. He had been trying to get a hold of me but my phone was still gone. He was saying.. "my wife" etc.etc.etc... but we weren't married, I think he was saying this so that people would listen to him about finding me.

Forest grove.. in old house. A friend of mine had bought it. I was a little sad. I wanted it back. I looked across the street to the other houses. Things looked the same.. but then in the dream, the house across the street was stucko and I thought was an old apartment building, but they were turning it into a house/hostel. There was a cafe out front called Fairy. Inside I saw a woman, maybe in her 40s. She looked like maybe she was in a costume from the night before (it was morning and people were getting breakfast). She had red lipstick, blond hair all done up in an up do and was dressed in the period of the 40s. A guy in an army officer coat and kilt asked her out. She said yes and was happy about it. I was surprised. He had long hair on one side and the other side shaved off. He was also in his 40s.

eyes and ears

I dreamt a Scottish friend (SS) of mine came to visit with his daughter. I was excited to see him. I was to see him at one place, but then he ended up coming over to a friend's house (or...it seemed like a friend's, then my brother's then??). My brother had games out for a party. One of the games had these little gummy army men that moved. My friend SS said he was sorry that he couldn't spend more time visiting. His daughter was there and was a teenager going on 21. She was spoiled and making messes, saying rude things and trying to drink. I verbally let her have it. While I was doing that, my mind was saying.. "not your place really"... so it felt bad and appropriate at the same time. Another friend of mine (SK) was there and she was kind of a calm presence, abnormally wise and calm and in contrast, made me look like a nutter.

Then I was going on a trip.I had just arrived in Italy and a friend of mine from England (HK) showed up to show me where my hotel was. I felt as if I didn't plan well with him there, like he had taken care of something I had forgotten about. Although I felt like I would have been fine, I also felt glad he was there. This wasn't a normal terrain for Italy though. It was steep rocky hills of white rock with pathways carved out in them. They paths wound around and there were deep cliffs with clear blue water at the bottom. It was beautiful. I was so excited to be there. My friend was walking pretty fast ahead of me, but there was no other path, so I wasn't worried about losing him. I reached a hotel spot where I saw others with bags. I assumed that was the place. My friend wasn't there though and I felt like he went on past it. I remembered I was close to a friend there (who actually lives in Argentina (LSJ)), so I called him. At first I had a hard time getting connection, but I finally got him. He said he was sorry, but had I remembered that he would be in Ohio for a conference. I was sad we would not meet each other, but then went on with figuring out where I would check in. there were many people trying to check in and all nice. I sat down at a table with some soldiers. They were either Swedish or German. One fellow was tall and blond and we chatted. He flirted a bit and I back. He offered me a pencil that later was a fountain pen. He said it was a ??? army edition and I could have it as a gift and then he asked for my information. So I wrote with what was now a fountain pen. I told him it was nice although it seemed to scratch the paper with the metal at one moment and then write smoothly the next. Then I saw a family with boys. I followed them and then was in a Nathan Fillion's house. I had planned to rent a room there and found that a father and his son had also planned to do this. The father kind of rubbed me the wrong way. I didn't feel comfortable around him, but his kid seemed nice enough. Nathan went to show me where I would sleep. It was in a very small hallway with a low ceiling. I felt claustrophobic and didn't want to be there.I saw the son and father would sleep right across from me as well. I looked around the house, which was quite large, and found a living room. I thought I could sleep on the couch. But then just past the living room was a room that had what looked to be a trampoline, then it seemed as though there were two.. but then it was really a place to dry sweaters. I asked if it would be ok if I just slept there. He didn't seem to use them and they were comfortable. I think the thought that was ok.

Then I was back on a boat floating over the beautiful blue water again. It was almost as if it was lit from below. I was with a friend from the east coast (MG) and she was happy and laughing. We were having a good time on the boat. Then we paused to pick up more passengers and I saw a woman I thought she had worked with. and mentioned it. The woman came aboard. She was a tiny older lady, but with a younger physique and had a cute little dress on. I admired how energetic and happy she was. She was talking about something and I said.. well.. with eyes in the back of your head I can see why... She actually did have to slits with eye under her hair in the back of her head... and then she lifted the side hair and showed me 3 more ears of various sizes.

convertible

I was in something and was supposed to change. I was with some people at a party and I seemed to have the wrong dress on, then was in the wrong room, then was at the wrong time ... but I felt "right."

I was going to sleep at my friends and he had a nice place, all white and clean. He had a convertible in there though and the roof was dirty with little dried flowers from a tree. It wasn't like him, he is a very clean person.

toilet paper

I dreamt I was at a friend's house. In reality, I don't know any of the people, but it seemed I went there often. They were earthy types and always had big feasts, casual atmosphere and had people over. I had usually brought some wine to add to the functions and would stay over from time to time. Everyone was getting ready to leave. I was the last in the shower and to get ready. They were heading out the door and I was looking for something, so they were waiting on me. I felt uncomfortable about it. I could either hear them or knew what they were thinking... that I always stay over and "use" their place and eat their food. I was shocked a bit. Why would they think something like that. I always had brought things... had been invited.  I found my keys and told them I would drive myself. They took off in a green van... old one. I went around the street looking for my car. It was an area that hadn't been finished. No sidewalks, cars parked on the sides of roads. I couldn't find my car. I clicked the alarm thing to see if I would hear it beep or see the lights come on. Nothing... I kept walking and was in a used lot of cars. I clicked the thing again and saw lights flashed, but there were so many cars I didn't see which one it was. I did it again and the same. One more time and I found it. The car that lit up was an older black Porsche. This was not my car. I told the dealer what had happened and he grimaced. He said that he had bought some spare parts this morning and they must have been stolen... so my car had been stripped and they used the alarm chip in this Porsche. :(

Then I was trying to sell a car, I'm not sure if it was the Porsche or mine. I met a guy that seemed like a NYC Italian fella. He was a little rough around the edges, but had a good heart. We met at a diner and my mom came along with me. We exchanged papers and the deal was done. It was so easy. Felt nice that something could be easy for once.

Then I was working in an office. My desk was in front of a wall that had a window cut out with no glass. I was getting situated, it seemed like either a new job or a new desk. As I sat down I saw there were two desks on the other side of the window. A woman that was really loud came over. I was thinking oh no.... and I was right. It was a woman that didn't care too much for me... or at least wasn't so nice to me. She was moving her desk right across from me. I figured it would all work out in the end...

Then I was needed downstairs for some event. I had a skirt on but it was all wrinkled. My boss said... no no .. you look fine, really (and she meant it). I brought out a soft long skirt and a feminine top and put it on. I told her I thought this would be better (although counter intuitive because it didn't look professional at all). She said ok.. what ever I liked. Then I went downstairs which seemed to be in a field. I went to a booth of sorts where I was supposed to be stationed for the day. A friend of mine (RH) brought me toilet paper and I was supposed to stack it under my booth. Most of it was old and cheap, but one set was printed on with brown and gold stargazer lilies. Not my thing, but I thought a friend of mine might like them (PC). I was supposed to put the metal thing inside each one. There were pieces missing and and I didn't have enough. I thought... why don't some people take care of their things?? Then an older Asian lady came by and she was sweeping. I was trying to talk to her and be friendly, but she seemed to be busy.
tessa, others....
leaving, finding keys... wanted to drive self
said I always eat their food etc...
they elft.. I went to find car.. couldn't find it... on used lot.. pushed button.. porsche lighted up.... guy said he bought the parts this morning.. must have been stolen... still couldnt find car

going to sell a car.. had to meet a guy... cafe.... mom was there... he was like a nyc italian type... but nice.... bough car...

at work... had a desk with a cut out window to anotehr biz.. a gal started workin on the other side... wasn't sure I liked her..

getting dressed for work or?? had a skirt on was wrinkled... top was ok... asked the boss for help... she said it was ok, might want to iron it.. I showed her a differet outfit.. long skirt that might be better... she said ok

was at a thing?? in my booth... roberto brought by tp for me.. I was putting the inside thing in them... pieces were missing.... why were pieces always missing... why would people do that?  some of the toilet papers was cheap... soem fancy with a stargazer lily pattern in brown and gold... lady came by ... asian.... worked the event