in ben's dreams, purple cows mate with his socks, creating a cow you can wear on your feet and socks that produce milk.

in last night's dream, i went to steve and joe's house. in the living room, there were two beds. they were metal framed loft beds with benches attached below the matress. they also were collapsable, and folded down to a ridiculously small size. (and they were from ikea) i asked the guy who owned them if i could have one. he said i could, and i left without saying hi to joe or steve.

the dream was pretty long, but the part i remember most was my english teacher having us test computer desks and bookshelves for sturdyness by knocking them over. some of them bounced off the ground and then stood up again.

i was standing in this group of four people. at our feet was a tub filled with oversize multicolored foam balls. somebody was holding a gigantic gel ink pen refill. i really wanted to play baseball.

i was in some european country... i wanted my friends to fly over too, so we could take a road trip to the neighboring country. (was it hungary?) i was trying to work out all the details, like where we would stay. it was 88 miles to the next city, and i was already really tired, but i didnt want to stay where i was. some semi-creepy guy was helping me use the yellow pages, and we couldnt get ahold of anyone at any hotels in the city, cause it was late. i think the city i wanted to go to was called Must, but instead of a u it was some wierd symbol. but then i realized that it would take hours and hours for my friends to fly to europe to join me, and i was sad. also, i couldnt use my cell phone because it was on roam. (after all, i was in eastern europe)

yish. last night i had a dream. the first in a while. i woke up, and looked at the floor. it wasnt the floor of my room here at home, though. it was covered in socks. some were white, but the majority looked like one of my favorite sweatshirts had mated with itself and produced offspring in sock form. they were green with black bands. i looked around, and thought it would be a really great picture, so i went downstairs. there was a guy, but i wasnt frightened of him, almost as though i knew who he was. i didn't. he was an old man, with long, white hair. he could have been me, for all i know. i told him about the socks, and we went upstairs to look. i asked him"isnt this wierd?" he turned to me and said, "yeah..." then we both turned back around and most of the green socks with black stripes were gone. then i woke up.

the first parts of my dream are a little fuzzy, but i know i was getting all excited because my entire outfit is made of fabric that has gold shimmery metalic threads running through it. and i am wearing boxers as underwear. two pairs, actually. i'm in paris, and ben comes by. its night and we go on a walk. we pass a forest-y spot, and i can see the shadowed figure of a woman and some object i can't discern. ben, meanwhile, freaks out cause he knows who/what the shadows are. we run, through some apartments. they're beautiful old apartments, with plants growing from balconies. we climb up some rickety wooden stairs to one, and knock on the door. a guy with long hair answers, and he lets us in. only the top 2/3 of the door opens, and the floor is level with the bottom of the opening. the apartment has very low, sloped cielings, like an attic, but the roof is completely made of windows which are covered by canvas curtains. it is full of people, the family of the girl who lives there. it costs 375$ a month, and i am upset because my apartment next year is 1300$ a month. the funny thing about this place is that you can see into other people's apartments. there arent solid walls between them, sometimes you come to a doorway and it just has a piece of grating accross part of it. on the other side i see a family eating, and through another i see a waiter next to a sign that says "have dinner in other peoples apartments!" there is a line. back in the little slopey roof attic room, i talk with the family. the girl ends up being Lori from my philosophy class, and she has a five year old son in my dream. i want to use the restroom, but some frail, elderly french gramma walks out of the bathroom (which has some sort of upolstered green chair/ toilet) and she says to the general public, "whoo eeee! dont go in there!" and then i woke up.

EEK! Having dreams about school aint so good.
I was just looking at my schedual for next quarter when for the first time i noticed that I had double booked a time period. On monday I had a physics class at the same time as my Acting class. Oy that scared me pretty bad. I also remember that the physics class took up pretty much that entire day and was blocked in all yellow. Just for my sanity i need to go double check my schedual.

Last night in my dream, i looked like the poufy-hair lady who I saw downtown a few days ago. It was night, and I was in this building... I think it was a portable classroom at the elementary school I'm working at, but it was all thrashed and old. I had to go home, but there was something very dangerous lurking around, and I was really freaked out. Someone finally picked me up in a big van, and then I was travelling around to stadiums and stuff with my entire extended family, plus Ben.

I had another dream in which i was very disturbed because the area code on my cell phone suddenly changed to 760.

the birds pooped on my car in real life... i had a really short dream that my dad got mad because it messed up my paint.

i also dreamed that i was hanging out with steve, and he had three brand new, fancy bikes that he had gotten free from where he worked. they were all white with neon splatter paint jobs, and i wanted to borrow one that had mainly neon orange splatters. but i dont know if he let me..

All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream
--Edgar Allan Poe