giant green laser.

vivian:
some girl is trying to get revenge on my brother. not sure why. we spend the entire dream kind of trying to escape her. or maybe it’s not revenge; maybe she is trying to stop him in his tracks so he won’t do something. don’t remember. all i remember is the last part of the dream although the dream itself was massively long. we were trying to escape her and were in a pool (?), and i guess everything she did was futile (by the way, i think “she” was freaking jennifer aniston), and we’d basically come to the conclusion that she wouldn’t actually be able to stop him. but finally, she says she has a secret weapon, and her secret weapon is this giant green laser. the pool we’re at is like, surrounded by people, and when she pulls it out, everyone kind of gasps. green lasers are kind of weird in real life because some of them have been designed to be so strong that they can make people go blind or they can shoot into the sky for what seems like infinitey. anyway. this particular green laser was bigger than those laser pointers and yet another degree removed, because it could cut people in half, apparently. so. she pulls this green laser weapon out, and we’re like, “oh shit!” and dive towards the bottom of the swimming pool and try to stay there because the lasers are refracted by the water. as i was down there, it seemed like someone — i think my mom, although she was like a white lady, i think — had her voice in my head. it was like she was talking to me psychically, but the things she was saying sounded like thoughts coming straight from her head as opposed to things she was saying to me personally. weird. anyway, the voice was like, hoping i would stay down there because who knows where jennifer aniston would shine the laser and she didn’t want me to be hit by it and cut in half!

anyway, the dream ends there kind of, but then part two shows up. part two is like… the beginning of a new movie, whereas the end of the laser thing (although it doesn’t reach a real conclusion it seems) is the end of the first movie. in the new movie, i’m watching third-person ish, like i’m watching a movie. andy chen and someone else are in a kitchen, and they’re washing dishes. my feet touch the floor of the kitchen and it’s like mud; i’m not really there, i don’t think, because they don’t notice me. they’re talking and saying, “every time we move into a new place, it’s so dirty.” the end.

inspiration: walked by a club with green lasers (like you’d see at a rave) shooting out of its doorway, and i thought it was scary case those things are scary (some green lasers made people go blind at a rave in russia, ha).

get me a damn guitar.

vivian:
new roomies shawn and andrew and i are in a band together. that band is headlining a house show this evening. apparently, i’m the guitarist, which is majorly like WTF because i don’t know how to play the guitar. i’m like, “are you sure this isn’t a mistake? i can’t play!” and they’re like, “yeah, you can! we’ve played a show together before!” but in my dream memory what i’d played before was bass, not guitar. so i’m trying to think back, but no guitar memory comes to mind. and i don’t even know the songs! we haven’t practiced once, so i’m calling for some practice time cause though i can’t play the guitar, i should at least know the songs so i can try. i say that i know the individual guitar strings’ sounds, but not any chords. unfortunately, the sounds i know each string to be in the dream aren’t real sounds but like, manufactured “guitar hero”-type sounds or something that don’t really translate to real life. so we go home, which is wooden-ish and kind of rickity. but no real dice in practicing cause they keep getting easily distracted. it’s all making me mega antsy and nervous, and finally, it’s 8:30pm, and we were supposed to play at 9:00pm or something. so, i’m thinking WTF, but then someone invites us to dinner, and despite having a show and being in a time crunch, we go to dinner at some restaurant, and the dream ends here (i wake up due to the alarm clock).

kid sister zombie!

alex:
there are some zombies and a flood. and i have an adopted sister, and two kid zombies are chasing her, and she wades/swims through some water to get to me. but she looks kinda like a zombie; she’s messed up, and one of her eyes is blood red. maybe she had fallen or something. i hit one of the zombies with a few rocks — full throws, towards their heads. the other zombie falls into the water, which is scary, cause it was rushing towards her, and i can’t see it anymore after it falls into the water. and i don’t know if it is going to come to surface or if it even needed to. i find a broken brick (?), and i am ready to throw it at the first thing that comes out of the water. the zombie clumsily comes out of the water really close, maybe four feet away, and i sink the brick into the front of its skull.

meeting anew.

anonymous:
girl one is rushing down the street with a shirt on and no pants. she’s buck ass naked; i don’t know why. i’m walking out from the gym… in some city… in basketball clothes, and i have my normal clothes on me. when i see girl one, i’m like, “wtfff, have my jeans,” so she puts on my jeans there in the middle of the street, and the few people who have their attention on her walk off. the jeans are way too big for her, and she kind of looks like a tlc member from their earlier vids (aka hot). and for some reason, it is as if i hadn’t seen her in a long time… or if we don’t even live in the same place anymore. so we are catching up, right there on the street, and it’s a big city like boston or new york or something. it’s a hot day, and we just sit on the steps where we’d met — some big steps in front of a government-looking building. there’s some degree of affection, and we go somewhere. that’s all i really remember about that part of the dream.

at some other point in the dream — i don’t know when — girl two has been flirting with me, but boy one comes and sits on my lap (??).

fired.

jeanette:
i’m “let go” from my job, aka fired. i’m devastated, and after pleading with my boss, he says, “no, please leave.” it’s really scary because i often wonder if “cutting it” with my new gig, and in the dream, i’m not. following the firing and devastation, i’m out late at night with some people, and i am teaching them how to vigorously shake parking meters to get the quarters. i fill my pockets with so many quarters! it’s crazy.

inspiration: i have been working crazy hours and although not SUPER stressed out about work, it has definitely been the “it” thing in my life since the team transition.

joseph gordon-levitt!! <3

vivian:
i’m living in this large house with a bunch of roommates, kinda like mihae’s setup. there’s one guy who’s like jude law or something but he’s not exactly. i’m talking to him and he’s about to move out of the house to get a job working as a paraplegic door man or errand boy or something for a company or building full of other paraplegics. so i mean it means he supposedly has no legs, but he actually does have legs. anyway, i try and kiss him but he’s resistant at first and i’m just kind of laying on him facing him. he says something like, “you think one kiss makes you my girlfriend?” and i joke saying, “yeah, now you have to stay with me forever!” and then kinda roll offa him and then that’s that and i think he leaves soon thereafter. this other guy leaves too, and we say bye to him. a new guy moves in. and new guy is JOSEPH GORDON-LEVITT!! yayyyyyy! anyway he’s initially really shy and kind of distant but i keep like, hitting on him! in little ways like grabbing his hands and always going to talk to him and stuff, and he is reciprocal. at one point, three of us are sitting in this living room watching television or something and i make a comment about how zooey deschanel can’t really act, and i was going to say that i wasn’t sure about her singing, but i didn’t end up saying it. joseph gordon-levitt kinda looks at me slightly strangely as i’m saying that. but yeah, i dunno, dream ends with us holding hands as someone else is talking to him about something. forget. weird dream, though, cause i was hitting on everyone and their moms.

bumming around in a bathroom!

vivian:
i’m in this bathroom and everyone is trying to get into it. it’s a huge bathroom. not sure what i’m doing but i’m taking forever to get out of it even though i know that people want to get in. someone actually busts in — a group of people, actually — but i’m like naked from my bottom down. weird. i get dressed at some point, but i’m still putzing around. later on, andrew [w] and some of his friends come busting in, and it’s not shocking that people have come in, although it should be, cause they come in from a door i didn’t formerly know existed. weird. aaron’s in there for a second and says something about me moving to portland, to the extent that it’s weird or something. don’t remember.

eight years on two cans.

lenny:
someone comes into my room where vivian and i are and starts handing us rationed canned foods. we get two cans each of canned spaghetti and spaghetti-o’s, and they’re supposed to last us eight years or something.

conning our way through.

jeanette:
i’m with my friend adam and on our way with another guy (didn’t know him) to adam’s “friend’s” house. yes, pay attention to those quotes! so apparently, we get there and i’m clued in — this isn’t just a typical friend visit; there is a mission. so, adam is a con-artist. he meets people in the “industry” (in real life he is in the movie business, ish) and then cons them and steals from their homes.

we head inside this amazing, expensive condo building in los angeles and head to the victim’s place. he is an older white man with an asian wifeey. almost immediately the guy says he is going to go take a shower and the wife talks to us. then it begins. adam is there in sight, with me. and his extra friend (who didn’t come up with us) sneaks in the back door and starts to steal valuables. then as we’re left alone, adam gets a signal that the other guy is done jackin shit so we take off. i, the newb, go for the elevators and lose the guys. we reconvene street level and adam is like, “YOU NEVER TAKE AN ELEVATOR IN THIS SITUATION!” shit, how was i to know!?

we just get in the car and see the dude run out after us. we get away but the rest of the dream, i’m straight freaking out. like, we are going to jail, this is bad bad bad! then as we’re driving away, the guy calls adam and i look at adam when he’s on the phone with the guy he just stole from and i see a look on adam’s face i’ve never seen before. i remember in the dream thinking, man, he looks so… different… sinister. adam is calm and talks to the guy, saying, “what are you talking about? i didn’t take anything. i was with you guys the whole time,” and goes on to continue to be convincing. such a thought-out plan.

all in the way you see it.

jeanette:
long ass muthafuckin dream. random part of the dream –- i’m watching this movie or something and basically the whole point of the movie is… you can change your life by changing the way you view life. the movie is tinted with a rose complexion, meaning… if you just take life and its mishaps and add a rosy layer on top, you can be happier and live a happier life. later in the dream (non-related), i enter a movie set on the water and we are spinning on this raft thing. lots of friends and co-workers are on set. eventually, we end up on a floating contraption (huge, steps, different levels, etc.) and secondhand serenade, a local band, is playing a set. long, weird, twisted dream, but i remember music and a scruffy yummy man in the end of the dream.