four lovers, but only jason mraz matters.

* figured i should mention this since a lot of people seem to be looking up information about who jason mraz is dating and getting to this site. this is a dream. i don’t know jason mraz, nor can i control my thoughts about him. *

vivian:
i’m dating hella people at once. jason mraz, hubert (or hugh or something), lenny, and one other guy. hubert is like, an older german guy from the internet that i am dating as a joke. i’m primarily interested in jason mraz. not sure how we meet, but it is a chance meeting and i feel special and lucky that i’ve gotten the chance to meet him and have gotten his attention in THAT way.

we have sex. two people, a couple, are watching over the edge of a bed or something, silently. uh jason mraz is standing and i am lying down on the bed. he says something about how he has a big penis – 6mm? or some kind of weird system of measure that i’ve not heard of before. It doesn’t feel particularly like that’s the case. he’s done asap and is a sweaty mess. i assume and feel like he probably hasn’t had sex in ages. it feels like nothing to me, by the way. (this is not because the size of his penis mind you, it is because i don’t really derive pleasure from sex in dreams.)

later i’m in this kitchen, talking to someone about all of my various boyfriends. the guy i am talking to is surprised i have so many. later that evening, i’m waiting for mraz to come home and i worry that he may not come home. i’m in the kitchen area and it crosses my mind that our family will be seeing cirque du soleil on thursday and i need an extra ticket (i think for someone other than mraz, strangely enough). sherry says that her family has an extra but she’s not sure if they still have one.

soon, mraz comes home late and i’m happy. he waltzes in and i’m sitting at a table with my parents, in a brightly lit room. he plants a kiss on me casually after doing a little twirl upon first entering… he seems to be chipper. i introduce him to my parents slowly, and i’m not quite sure how it goes. i wake up and “i’m yours” (by mraz) is stuck in my head.

inspiration: what can i say? i watched jason mraz videos before going to bed yesterday. and i’ve been reading the book “lolita,” who has a main character named humphrey or something. also, i’m going to cirque du soleil this friday. pretty much point by point mundane and predictable but not really.

car-destroying rolos.

tammy:
i go to california but i have my car. not sure how my friend troy ends up in my car with his friend. he is talking about lauren and i am like, she’s shady. and i told him how i thought she was shady. they agreed.

i remember being at a gas station with my cousin and my brother. he had rolos with marshmallows inside and told me to take this ziplock he had with them in it, and put them in front of elton john’s house. he demonstrated how he wanted the chocolate to melt on their car, but i said it wouldn’t. it didn’t. so he had to break it open and smush the marshmallow side down to really damage the car, like he had intended.

i want to go with my brother and my cousin, so i left by myself and called my cousin and i followed her home.

hugh laurie, schoolteacher.

i was in school and felt like i really needed to do well. i know i had to study for something as i took my stuff from my backpack and started with my notes. it wasn’t math but it was similar. some numbers and some words. i knew i had some issues with it before so i really wanted to do well. i sat along this row along the wall – like the table was built in like a bar. as i was studying, my principal came out and he happened to be my current boss, doug. he talked to me a bit as i studied and he was printing something out. i looked at my watch and it was 5 after 11 and i realized i was late for my test. my principal was already gone, so i got my stuff up really quick and left. i ran to class but realized i didn’t remember which room it was in, so i ended up peeking in a lot of rooms. i finally found it when my teacher looked my way as i was peeking through the window. by the way, my teacher happened to be house (hugh laurie)!

i sat down and grabbed my stuff and listened to his lecture. something about how if you were smart, you would have printed out the test to study from, because if house had handed out the sheets, you could have just thrown them away. if you printed them out, that was a large part of the battle. then he mentioned something about how google has that feature where you can send things in the past. the end.

rope swing at disney world.

tammy:
i went to florida and i went to this disney world type of place. the first adventure thing we went on was th is bridge-like thing with rope and water. it was programmed so no one would get hurt swinging into the water with these. i was with my cousin tia, i think. but people would swing and hit the water. we were walking across t he bridge and we tried it too, but i didn’t hit the water. we saw jenny jones (yes, the talk show host), swinging from it too. when we got across the bridge, we got into this room and it had old pictures drawn by people we knew. i watched a slide of them and saw pictures drawn by random people i knew. i saw one by my mom and didn’t believe it was hers. then they told me it was actually my uncle’s. the end.

trapped in a world of game shows…

vivian:
i’m in / witnessing a series of weird survival game shows.

the first one doesn’t feel like a game show at all. i barely remember it but there was this crazy girl, very pale, with long black hair. i open the door and she’s standing there… hair isn’t draped over her face but it is framing her face. she threatens me. i feel scared.

at some point i call josh wu and talk about him to someone. not sure why exactly.

later i find myself trapped in a… hmmm… seven foot by seven foot cube. black walls, painted. but it’s like a toilet stall… there’s even a toilet, although it seems to only be a wooden toilet seat, and the base is nowhere to be found. the seat is propped on its side, against one of the walls. the bottom of the stall / cube is open, so i can see into the next stall / cube. someone comes in and uses the toilet next to me. it’s her boyfriend. i guess he’s pooping or something, cause he sat down on the toilet seat. i can’t see that, but i can see his feet.

while he’s in the next stall, i have SOMETHING — maybe a key??? — that i don’t want them discovering. i also have a metal belt with a lot of tassle-like things on it. it’s jingling around all over the place because for some reason i’m trying to hide the metal belt from them, under a piece of dark fabric. whereas before the metal belt made no sound, now it is jingling around all over the place. i’m not sure why i decided to do that. someone opens the door…

moving on… i’m in another game. it’s a survival game of sorts. it starts off like a ‘race’ kinda, where i get a head-start and then the enemies move in. so, i start, and i run towards a white picket fence that has enough space on its bottom for a person to crawl through. as i get to the fence, i hear voices saying that the game just started so i must be still by the fence. tanks drive by. i’m trying to hide under the fence while that’s happening — not sure that that’s particularly effective, really. i think i stop because it is ineffective.

a bunch of people are running down this very green grassy hill… i guess they are threatening in some way. suddenly i have a mechanical pencil in my hand, which i use as a weapon, similar to how one would use a nail gun or staple gun. i click and mechanical pencil leads shoot out at the enemy. it’s really quite effective.

i’m not really aiming and am just running down the length of the fence, shooting leads at people. a little boy gets hit a couple times and complains to his mom (who is on my side of the fence) that if one of my leads hits him at a certain trajectory, i’ll kill him. mom lets me go as a result, because she doesn’t want me to keep hurting her kid. i run away.

there are two splinters in my hand, but they’re not like lead — they’re like fish bones… clear and whiteish. patrick fugit — at least, a better-looking patrick fugit (or maybe patrick fugit mixed with paul dano… but still, better-looking) — comes up to me as i’m running away and asks me for advice, related to shooting leads, i THINK. lenny asks who he is and what he’s doing.

now my view changes and i’m watching some guy play a game show. he starts off on the second story ledge of a building, and a big grey robot comes out of this giant door below him. while i’m watching this guy, i see a flashback of previous contestants, and now the dream is no longer photo-real… it looks animated or painted. one of the contestants is shimmying on the ledge to my right (his left), so that he can get to a bucket of water, which i presume he will then pour on the giant robot from above. another contestant (from flashback memory) does something else tricky… forget. then it goes back to the guy i’m watching in real life, and he is confused and without an idea of what to do. all of these contestants are dressed up like mini robots, by the way, or stereotypical ‘knights’ that kids dress up as when they’re pretending to be knights in the comics or something… they have like a tin pail or something on their heads. hahahaha.

$1,000 paycheck but no money for a flower.

tammy:
i was running in a marathon with a few of my friends, and we stopped for a bathroom break, and my friend goes, “are you on your period?” and i said, “no, not for a couple of days.” but when i went to the bathroom, i had my period. some story happened in the bathroom, but i can’t remember – something about rachel bilson being in it. for some odd reason, the next scene i remember is in chinatown, at a dim sum restaurant. we were getting ready to order while we waited for people. but now my family is there. so are my girl friends. i am sitting there and i realize it is this girl named ann’s birthday. i look outside and see a flower vendor. so i start looking for cash in my backpack to buy her a flower. i can’t find any. i ask my mom for some. she didn’t have any either, i guess.

oh yeah, and my cousin is talking to my mom about getting a discount at a retail store my mom worked at, i guess.

this guy named biagio that i know says he has some, but it might be in his beret in his car. i’m finally reaching into my bag and i don’t find cash, but i find one of my uncashed paychecks for $1k or something, but it was dated for 2001. i get pissed at myself because i had never noticed it was missing. i ask my mom where there is an atm, and she says downtown. i put the check in my shirt so i don’t forget. the end. i wake up reaching for where i think my check is.

crossroads mall adventure!

lenny:
the dream starts out with me walking into my older brother pomy’s living room. various people were watching tv with the lights off. i don’t know what we were watching, but the the tv made everyone’s face radiate with an unreal blue glow due to the reflection.

at this point, i could smell weed coming from one of my nephews. my older brother pory notices a smell too, so i tell my nephew to give me the weed, which were in dime bags. i take the weed and walk to the kitchen and proceed to engage in a conversation with someone in the living room from the kitchen.

now a birthday party starts for both of my nieces, anna and kayla. during the party i notice a really nice white baby piano propped up against the wall, without its legs. it was only its body. and when i say baby piano i mean its like a baby grand except baby baby baby grand it was something a toddler could play. i propped it on its side and played it, almost like a guitar. i really wanted it and so i told everyone that i would be right back to check on my bank funds to see if i could afford it.

whats weird here is when i step out of the front door, i find myself stepping out of my bank which is located at crossroads mall in bellevue. without thinking, i walk over to the library so i can check my bank account online. as i am walking through the library, i notice it is filled with girls studying. as i walk by i notice they were studying. as i walked by one, i commented on how physical sciences were awesome.

i finally make my way to a computer and i try to enter in the url to my bank website. every time i hit enter the computer always spat out an error saying it could not resolve the address. after many attempts i noticed that the website showed up as wwwrsushimonstersrcom (that’s not really my bank address but in my dream i kept trying to type in www.sushimonsters.com). after closer examination, i found that the ‘.’ button and the ‘R’ button on my keyboard was switched. i now try to figure out how to type periods. during my bewildered frustration this asian girl comes up to me and asks me for some help with her math homework. i tell her sure and notice that the math book about nothing but powers, the cover had 10^10000000000 on it. i also notice that the name of her school is suprnova.

my dream then transitions to me parking at the mall that i was just at. two girls are in my car; one is my friend courtney from highschool, and the other is her friend alexandra. we park outside of the bank (my brother’s house) and i invite them inside to attend the party for some cake. they are hesitant, so i tell them that it’s just a 20 second walk. courtney agrees to come inside to hang out.

when we enter the bank, it’s suddenly a barnes & noble and i notice another highschool friend, valerie, studying so i say hello to her. a young tom hanks (early 20s) walks into the store and i say hello to him. courtney and i then start browsing the store noticing a magic and gags section. we play around with some games for a while then i spot a valerie look alike. imagine my surprise when i realize that the look alike is actually britney spears in disguise. at this point i completely forgot about the birthday party for my nieces.

i walk to exit the store when i bump into a tom hanks impersonator who is dressed like the boy kid from the movie juno (michael cera). he hands out a flyer to a concert that he supposedly drew himself, which reminded me of the vote for pedro flyers from napoleon dynamite.

as soon as i exited the building, i woke up.

shop til i — wake up.

tammy:
i was at puma shopping and i guess phil knew some guy that worked there. he was telling phil about these cool sunglasses. when phil tried them on, i thought they were really ugly because they had skulls on each lens! then i saw francisco working and i asked him what he thought about the bag that raymond said he’d buy me tomorrow. he said his dad thought it was like a bowling bag. i also saw this guy from my high school that lives down the block from me, working there also (dennis bounds’ kid). so also i was shopping at some store and i happened to see/be with a couple girls from my high school (anna, melinda, emily, etc.) and nicole happened to be there too. nicole was trying on earrings and i eventually told her i liked the gold and blue ones she picked out (she also said how calvin klein was big now). we all happened to be done the same time and we all got in line. i sorta walked over there the same time and i was first, but we were standing as a group. the cashier rang one person up and then looked at me and said, “do you always get in line like that?” anna also put her dress in my bag because i had a big purse. i was also asked to deliver some notes to other people that went to my high school but i had no idea how to find them.

ransacking hobos.

lenny:
my brother and i owned this nice house. the backyard was rock and lead down to a private beach. we walked down to the beach and met two hobos. the hobos wanted something from us but i don’t remember what. we went back inside. the hobos broke in and stole stuff from our house. i was upstairs heard them breaking in, but didn’t care for some reason. then the dream then turned into a television show type thing, and i was watching it from third person. the hobos had a grappling hook gun that they stole from scully of the “xfiles”. scully was there and there were a bunch of swat people. the hobos used the grappling hook gun to escape onto the rooftop of the house next door.

oh beautimous japanese boy.

[note: i'm writing these off of notes two days later... it is not fresh in my memory and i am relying pretty much solely on the notes.]

vivian:
tomiko’s japanese brother is beautiful (in a good-looking but femme way — just my bag!). i don’t recall much but i do know we were in a room with like a full-length mirror. dark, brownish wood walls. or wood paneling, anyway. he was hugging me from behind and we were looking at ourselves in the mirror… then i lean back and up and kiss him. i guess after that i go to meet lenny… i think maybe perhaps i receive text messages?!!!! and i say suspiciously that no one is texting me, even though it is just jeanette saying that she is working. apparently she has a new job opportunity with a gay guy she knows “better from myspace”???? i text her saying, “how?”

here are the rest of the notes that i can’t quite put together or read well:
“____, sitting dejectedly”
“____ dancing w/ best girl friend”
“white guy (him… which i think refers to tomiko’s brother who is now a white guy) comes up”
“* singing n’sync song in club, text-msged”
“then some oldschool song, everyone dances”
“then some paula abdul song”
“show us something”
“____ downstairs”
“kid + ____ lock us downstairs”
“rock out and get ___ bet lock”