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2009

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.

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.

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.

xinlei:
i run into sherry somewhere, and she’s with her family. she says, “come to this person’s wedding,” and i’m like, “wtf, but i don’t know this person, and i never hang out with you unless vivian is around. is this like cheating on vivian?” and she’s like, “it’s okay, i have two extra dresses, and you can wear one.” and so we go. there’s like three parts to the wedding, and we miss the first two parts (i have no idea why there are three parts). we only make it to the eating part, and we eat and leave. the bride was mad. i think the bride was kind of like, “oh great, sherry, you brought a guest who didn’t even bring a present and she’s eating my food and leaving.” i think there was yogurt and chicken, but i can’t recall. it was a really weird dream. so random!

jeanette:
i got a huge new tat on my tummy of a mushroom and a big square of dots and other shit. i like it. but i’m freaked out because it’s huge and on my tummy, and when i get preggers, eventually it’ll stretch out and shit. in the dream, i feel that conflict of emotion. happy because i like ink, but stressed that it’s huge, and yeah.

aaron:
i become self-aware and lucid, and start floating up over a courtyard full of people in the winter, squealing and yelling. “this is what it’s like in real life, too!” i testify to dream people. i fly around and rejoin the dinner table of friends and take a male friend for a flight as a gesture of friendship. but as i’m floating up, it becomes harder to fly, and then the scenery changes to my childhood home. i’m up in my dad’s tools in this area where i hadn’t been as a child… then i discover nude polaroids of a japanese woman. and i think it might be the japanese exchange student we housed — which would’ve been so controversial — or maybe it was his first wife. also controversial.