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.

breakdancing in front of mirrors.

tammy:
i’m working at this non-profit place that my family owned. there’s a mirror hung in one of the rooms, and my dad tells me to get rid of it and to put it in my room or something, so i did. later on, one of the volunteers was this kind of cute guy who was a breaker, and he asked who took his mirror. i gave him hella attitude, and was like, “what are you going to do with it/what do you need it for… so you can practice breaking in front of it?” (and i jokingly did some dance moves, too.) he and i then got into an argument and i felt bad, so i hugged him, trying to calm him down. he was like, “do you think you’re more dedicated than me?” and i think we became friends after that. later on, we had an inspector come check out the house, and they told us some parts of the house didn’t pass the tests. then my uncle ran out of the outside house into the main house, saying he needed to go to the bathroom. my cousin followed him, saying, “make sure to turn on the phone in that room!”

screaming in my sleep.

vivian:
i don’t quite remember what the dream was about at all, but i do remember essentially being in a house or a room and trying to keep people from coming in. at one point, i was in the bathroom, and the walls were all white and stuff, and this man starts banging on the door, and i lock it, but then apparently the door opens on two separate hinges (which makes no sense in real life), so although i locked one side, he opened it on the other side. it was so scary. i screamed… and woke myself up… and screaming in my dreams is something i haven’t done since i was a wee ladette… at least prior to 3rd grade.

dead girl in the bathroom.

tammy:
i went to the school/gym sort of place where a bunch of people i knew were. when i got there, there was all this commotion. i found out that a girl had been murdered and was hanging from a shower head. by the time i got there, they had put up a tarp-like material over her, but she was still hanging. in this school/gym place, there were a lot of shower stalls, but the one the girl was murdered in was the one in the front corner. as i was walking around after that trying to figure out what to do, i saw this girl i went to high school with named jessica. she was sitting and we started talking and she offered me a cookie (chips ahoy like?). then my brother came up to us and i was waiting for him to let me know what i should do. instead i just noticed that his jacket was a puffy jacket that was too big for him – which i found odd b/c he normally wears pretty stylish/fitted clothing. the end.

heartbreak translates to dreamland too.

vivian:
lenny and i have broken up obviously and apparently it is now a fairly well-known fact that jeanette and lenny are trying to hook up with one another. disturbing, obviously. we’re at some house, though, and i’m trying to seduce lenny sexually. apparently this is also fairly well-known, and we’re in some room together, him on the bed, me walking around, and jeanette comes in and goes to use the bathroom in this room, and doesn’t say anything else, really, but is just trying to be unobvious in her obvious attempts to see what we were doing.

at some point i freak the fuck out about the idea that they’re trying to get together and like slap the shit out of lenny. lol. quite uncomfortable!!!

later on, we all go to some store. i don’t know what is going on there but i think i have my hands down lenny’s pantalones at some point. and then i have them down my pantalones but it feels like my hands are down his pantalones :0 (aka penis).

we go inside and there’s this busy busy store with lots of trinkets and jeanette has a big bag. she wants to steal this weird little collection of items that are displayed on one sheet of cardboard yet don’t really have anything to do with one another. she starts stuffing stuff in her bag and to my right, i see a camera, but i don’t mention it because i think that the rack right next to me will be blocking the camera.

i am looking at a rack full of little puff stickers thinking of what to get roxanne or someone. on that rack also, there are some rubber bands of the awesome kind that i used to get from taiwan that don’t stick to your hair when you pull them out. sherry and i are marveling over them and we each decide to buy a pack.

then later on we’re all gathered and sitting for some meeting or display put on by the store owners for us. halfway through the meeting, the demonstrator gets a phone call and she picks it up and then hangs up and walks over to jeanette’s bag and pulls out the stolen items. jeanette is obviously freaking out and i am slightly nervous because it turned out i had forgotten to pay for those rubber bands i wanted to buy!

swimming in a mansion and running from a man.

jeanette:
i can’t remember all the details, but i do remember one large portion of the dream, i was swimming indoors. the whole entire house (apartment building? mansion?) was filled with water. it was sort of like a water slide (like not A LOT of water but more than just enough for a water slide to operate — enough to swim in). i swam up the stairs, down the hallway etc. and i remember at one point when i think i was searching for my room, i lost my bags and my pillow. my pillow was the same one i was sleeping on (same pillow case at least) and when i found the pillow, it had shrunk. it basically was just the case and because there was so much water soaked into the actual pillow, it was like… non-existent! so weird!

part two of the dream is sucky, i.e. scary. i was with some friends somewhere — no idea where. and my friend carmie and i were walking home from a friend’s house. all of a sudden, we noticed this weird sketchy guy following us. as soon as he got closer, i wanted to SCREAM, but nothing came out. i just told her to run, and we jet back to our friend’s place, since we were just down the street from our friend’s house. i ran straight back to our friends who were still at the house and went behind our guy friends who were on the sidewalk. carmie apparently didn’t run, and i guess he was getting close to getting her or i think at some point, he DID get to her. she ran into a public men’s restroom where there were people. i guess the “creeper” didn’t go in there?

i remember panicking in the dream and screaming at my guy friends, telling them to go get her, but no one really understood. after a while, someone FINALLY went to go get her. we all went together actually, and i opened the mens’ room door and i yelled for her to come out and that it was ok. she had been sitting in a locked door stall and was SUPER traumatized. i can’t really remember the details following this, but i felt SO BAD because she was like, “WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME?”

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.

dark, poopy movie theatre.

vivian:
i send out a myspace bulletin asking if anyone wants to go to a movie with me, which is odd behavior to begin with. i don’t recall anyone responding, but before i know it, i’m at lars’ apartment complex and to get to his apartment, we have to cross through a metal gate and then walk down this like, really shallow sloped hallway. he has a deflated ball the size of a baseball in his hand and holds it up, smiling. i’m not sure why, but then i see that he has thrown it town the sloped area and was trying to make it hit the button to the left of the door that automatically makes the door opened for handicapped people. he misses, so i try. then a couple other people show up — i think eugene and someone else equally random — and i try throwing the ball at the handicapped door opener thing. but there are all sorts of people out and about now, and i’m afraid of accidentally hitting someone. also, now the ceiling is lower and it seems near impossible to be able to throw the ball and hit the opener. i make a vague, weak attempt and fail at hitting it, by a long shot.

so eventually we go onto the movie theatre, which is in olympia. the quest there is not something that i remember; i only remember actually being there. it’s in an old movie house with dark carpeting and dim lighting. i’m standing around the snack dispensing counter area and now lenny is here… him, lars, and eugene (or maybe random guy) run off into another room and start chatting it up. i’m with some other people who i don’t know but i think i am speaking to? a lot of time passes, or at least it feels like it, and i’m not sure exactly what time the movie starts but i feel like maybe it has already started, so i run into the other room and tell the three boys it’s time to go watch the movie. they seem rather surprised.

we go to the rooms with the theatres, and they are these little tiny rooms set up like dining rooms. they have tables and chairs strewn throughout. we sit in the far right corner (upon first walking in). i need to go to the bathroom so i tell the three of them that i’ll be right back. i go to the bathroom. it’s white tile. it’s crowded. there are three people in stalls already and one girl in front of me, who soon goes into a stall. the girl behind me grabs a key from somewhere in that bathroom and leaves, saying she is going to use the kitchen bathroom.

finally a couple girls are done. one opens the door and the floor is all wet. i think that’s gross, but it’s no big deal. then she says, “i think i already clogged it.” i look and there is just poop all over the floor — these huge ass long ass poops. and inside the toilet bowls too. three other stalls open up. they are all the same. just fucking covered with shit. i don’t know if i actually go poop because it is all so disgusting. i see two mini-sinks and think about using those for pooping somehow but i don’t. fuck, it’s pretty gross. words cannot describe the grossness… although, strangely, it didn’t smell? O__o

i go back to the movie room and the three boys are still sitting in the same table configuration (lenny to my left, lars to my across diagonal, random person to my across), but the table is located elsewhere now. it’s no longer the corner table. lenny says, “you were gone ten minutes!” like that was a long time or something. him and lars are going to start a business together or something… the movie has amazingly still not begun yet.

walls of glass & hare coursing.

mike s:
i’m back in college and somehow dating an ex-girlfriend that i haven’t seen since i broke up with her around this time last april. we’re together in her apartment and she’s somehow managing to rearrange her entire bathroom.

her bathroom is at the front of her apartment building, so where there might normally be a window, the bathroom has an entire wall of double paned glass with no curtains. she’s positioned the toilet exactly in the center of the tile floor and is upset with me because i’m refusing to use it. i’m becoming thoroughly annoyed because i didn’t understand why she wouldn’t let me go to the gym (out of fear girls might “hit on” me), yet she’s okay with undressing, bathing, and urinating in front of anyone who can see in.

amidst this argument, she decides that she hates gay people and wants to make an example of this guy jeremy, who plays in a band i’ve shared the stage with several times. i told her such bigotry didn’t make sense, but she insisted that jeremy is somehow part of society’s overall moral degradation. she’s giving me this evil glare.

so, my ex-girlfriend and this group of meathead rednecks are chasing jeremy around, who eventually drives off in his car. they were literally chasing him through people’s houses, back yards and jumping over fences. all the while, i’m trying to snap her out of it.

(note: my ex-girlfriend went out of town a couple months ago and is returning this week.)