Girl scout cookies

I haven’t posted dreams in forever. I need to start writing them up again because I always am having weird dreams.

It is Yom Kippur eve. You’re not supposed to eat after sundown. Greer and Jarrod invite us for dinner, and by the time sun sets, we’ve only made it through the bread. I know this will be bad. How will I survive the next 26 hours with no food after only eating a little bread!? For some reason that same night, we were slated to go to Becca and Jason’s for a party. I asked Becca – why would you throw a party on Yom Kippur??? And she says “well, you save a lot on the food costs”. She does have a point.

Well the next day, we go to synagogue, and afterwards, mom and Leah decide that they will order Chinese food since they’re hungry. I CAN NOT believe they are ordering food on Yom Kippur! And not just a little snack or something, but full on Chinese delivery.

I am furious. So I decide to go home. But on the way, I see that their neighbor is having a yard sale, but all they’re selling is cases and cases of girl scout cookies. And each box is $1. I couldn’t believe it. Is it bad to buy them if I don’t actually eat them? I decide it’s fine, so I go ahead and buy them.

Then my dream jumps to me at a gymnastics meet where I am a spectator, but on the floor with some sort of press pass. I am also a judge for a short amount of time, judging the men’s pommel horse. One of the gymnasts, who looks like he’s about 16 asks me to go out with him, and I say “don’t you think I’m a little old for you?”

Then my dream jumps again to my house, where I am working on a work project outside on my picnic table. My boss Paul comes over, and we get on a conference call to a customer. I abruptly leave during the conference call, and when I return 20 minutes later, I’m surprised to find out that the call has ended since they weren’t sure what to talk about without me. Paul gives me a “talking-to”, and says I can’t treat customers like that, or else I’ll lose my job. Eek! I better buckle down and get to work!

The airplanes

I dreamt the other night that I was at my parents' house, and Leah and Josh show up at the door. I was so surprised to see them, and I asked how they came, why they were here, etc. Apparently, they had to take some sort of cross country flight, and both decided to come to Atlanta. I look outside, and in my parents' driveway is a HUGE Plane! I mean bigger than a 747 big. So I asked them who was the pilot qualified to fly this monster! and they said that actually, it drives just like a car, as well as having the capability to fly! but inside, there were a bunch of little planes - they looked like mini-PODs of some sort with wings. They each had their own pod plane, along with about 30 others of their classmates who were waiting on board.

Well, they ask me to get into the big plane, and we start driving it down the street. the body of the plane takes up the width of the street, so the wings are taking down power poles and trees along the way. No one seems to care. we get to the end of the street and want to turn right, but there are cars coming from the left. One car stops short when he sees the plane waiting to merge, and subsequently, everyone behind him crashes into him creating a 10 car pile-up and conveniently blocking the whole road. "Clear left!" and we turn to the right and drive down the main street. That's when I wake up.

Will and the hot girls.

I don't really remember the whole dream, but somehow I ended up in this house with a ton of really hot girls. I mean super hot. and they're all walking around wearing these short shorts and skimpy shirts. For some reason, I end up having to sleep there, but I didn't have any clothes to sleep in, so I had to borrow some. I was really uncomfortable wearing the "hot girl" clothes, but figured since I'd just be sleeping in them, it'd be OK. well, when I wake up, I am walking around in "hot girl" clothes, and I ran into my friend Will (whose birthday I actually missed yesterday). He looked like he just woke up, and I asked him "you live here in this house??" and he responds "of course I live here! Have you seen the girls that live here?" I then apologized for forgetting to call him on his birthday, and then I woke up.

New Doors

So, I had a dream last night, that when walking into my house, I discovered some doors that I hadn't noticed before. I opened the first door, and it went to a bedroom, attached to a half bathroom. I was really excited because I wanted to make it into some sort of hotel office that I could rent out. Apparently, there is high demand for that in my world. Then I notice another door, and when I open it, it's actually a refrigerator door that looks like a regular door. So now I have an extra fridge incase mine fills up. I keep walking and there's a third door - and it's a pantry. A huge pantry attached to my kitchen. I really liked that because right now my kitchen has no pantry, only cabinets. Then finally I saw a fourth door. When I opened it, it was a wine celler of sorts. It had racks with about a hundred wine bottles, but all the bottles were opened. there were also about 10 sets of beautiful wine glasses - all different. I figured if the last person that lived here didn't take them, then they became mine with the house. I was so excited! I poured out bottles and bottles of wine, but conveniently had unopened ones already to replace them with. I couldn't believe that after living here over a year, that I'd never seen these doors.

then I woke up

in Argentina

So, last night, I went to Argentina in my dream. Betsy was my travel buddy, and somehow, the first night, we ended up at this house party. Late into the party, I realized that it was my friend Jeremy’s house. Well, actually it was his parents’ house, but they were in the states, so while in Argentina, Jeremy had full right over the house to do what he pleased, so he threw a party. Well, everyone at the party was fighting over Jeremy, because he was BY FAR the coolest guy at the party. Somehow, I win, and I end up sleeping over (sorry Betsy, I have no idea where you went at this point). And I actually mean sleeping (though we were sharing the bed). In the morning, I am getting up (Jeremy is still the one in the bed), but I leave the room and come back, and it’s actually Matt (Nus) in there instead. We were supposed to go on some white water rafting trip, and so he was wearing what looked to be a wrestling uniform – like a unitard, but then Matt says “I am so cool because mine is actually a shirt and shorts” so his unitard was actually two pieces, but either way, it looked like he’d donned a unitard. Meanwhile, I was going through my bag, and he gets a phone call. I could hear the voice of the other person on the line, and whoever it was said “did you sleep with her” and instead of giving an explanation that I just slept there, he responded “yeah I did!” I was upset that he didn’t clarify to his friend, but I didn’t say anything. I go to grab my bathing suit to get ready, and when I pull it out, I actually had grabbed Betsy’s race speedo. This was bad for two reasons. One, I didn’t think it would fit, and two, she had a race (now I remembered why she wasn’t around). So I’m worried about her not having a suit for her race, but apparently, not worried enough because I go and put it on. Then Jeremy’s “manager” comes in the room, and says he needs Jeremy for this important conference call. I turn around and it’s Jeremy again! I go with him to the conference call, and I have no recollection of what it was about, but I do remember that there was a ton of candy on the table. For some reason that came out of the conference call, we had to take a bus somewhere. We get on this Marta type bus, and my parents show up. I am not sure where they came from. They hand out these bagged snacks on the bus since it’s going to be a long trip, and the girl next to me somehow has received my home baked challah in her bag. This upset me because I made that for ME! But she was little, so I felt bad taking it away from her. Upon arriving at our destination, a Delta rep met us at the bus (apparently, that is who Jeremy’s conference call was with), and he said that he needed to fly us somewhere an hour away to continue this talk. So, Jeremy and I and My mom and dad get on this plane, and we land in this big office complex (everything going on is still in Argentina). The place looked like a combination of the IniTech building from Office Space, and the manufacturing plant I’ve spent so much time at in Augusta. I then wake up.

Crab suction.

Last night I had a dream that had a million parts to it, most of which I can trace to why they were in my dream. Here goes:

I woke up at my house, and betsy was living there, and so was Josh Green – a guy from work. So for some reason, all three of us slept through our alarms, and it was about 11am. We all flipped out because we were all late for work, and were worried about billable hours. I go to my closet to get some clothes, and throughout my stacks of teeshirts, each one has a post-it on it saying things like “how about Friday” and “let’s touch base” and in capital letters “PLEASE SAY YES”. I immediately knew that DZ had put these poet-its there (because I recognized them as the type we had a work), and I was supposed to get back with him about getting dinner and going to the gym. Apparently, my answer couldn’t wait. Well, I rush to get into the shower, and my bathroom is this huge bathroom with Not only a huge tub, but a toilet, a bidet (like in Europe – separate from the toilet), a urinal, and a sink. I slide open the shower curtain to find all sorts of sea creatures, but most notably – a huge crab – in my bathtub, I flip out, and as I turn around, I notice the Bidet and toilet are filled with sea creatures too! I rush to find Josh (from work) who I figure will have to do the dirty work to get all these animals out of my bathroom, but when I go into the other room, he’s been replaced by Josh (Marine Josh) who has come to surprise me with a visit! So needless to say, I was excited for the replacement, but I still needed help getting the creatures out of my shower, since I am still hours late for work. I bring him to the bathroom to show him this crazy phenomenon of sea creatures, but my lights won’t work – not my bathroom, vanity, or closet! So he can’t see any of the crabs. Out of nowhere, my dad and brother appear with a light, and my dad takes one look and says “Oh! I know why you have this problem, Moshe must’ve forgotten to turn off the sea intake valve last time he used it”. So Moshe went to go turn it off, and when he turned it off, it sucked all the creatures away down the drains (even the small bathtub drain). The problem was that it also sucked all my towels down the drain. Once it stopped sucking it all down the drain (for no apparent reason), I wanted to get my towels out, but for some reason, my sink had turned into a kitchen sink, and it had a disposal in it. I was really scared to stick my hands into there because of the disposal, so I made my dad do it. But as it turned out, it wasn’t worth it because my towels had already been shredded in the disposal. Oh well. Then I woke up.

Here is where some of these things come from:

1) I just made plans with DZ to go to the gym

2) Josh had to land a solo flight on a dark runway the other day

3) I watched this video last night

4) An alarm woke me in the middle of the night, not sure where it was coming from

5) My brother hadn’t done laundry the other day after using my towels, so I didn’t have one when I needed one.

My newest addition to the Blog Family

I have been interrupting my usual postings on my regular blog with whatever dreams I've had lately. But I think I'd rather keep them all seperate, so I am moving those entries over here, and will maintain a Dream Blog, to post my dreams when I remember them.

New Neighbor

ok, another dream:
I had a dream last night that I had a old handicapped woman moving in next door to me. I was actually excited because I figured she wouldn't be able to hear if we had a party and were being loud, but she also didn't have but one car (parking is always at a premium by my house). I was thrilled. Until I found out that actually, she wasn't buying the house from my current neighbors, she was just renting out the bottom floor. They were staying there too. So really, she just added another car to the bunch...oh well.

Sleeping In Home Depot

I had another really detailed dream last night, and for three days in a row, I remember that I dreamt! I don't recall all the details anymore, but all these people were in rows at a place like Home Depot, and we had set up our "dorm rooms" there. But really, it was bed, nightstand, bed, nightstand - hundreds all in a row. there were small dividers so that you couldn't see the bed unless you were standing in front of it, but from your bed, you could see the person next to you, and next to them, etc. The person next to me (like me in my dream) was also in grad school at tech, but he graduted undergrad in 2002. He seemed to know the person on his other side, but the only people I knew in the whole group was my brother and his friend matt, who had managed to rig it with two of their friends to have 4 stories of beds as lofts, and used the remaining space to create this kick-ass "apartment" So, if someone walked into Home Depot, they could go to say, Aisle 3 for drill bits, or Aisle 11 for dorm rooms. That is where we slept.

In retrospect, I hope it wasn't the Sidney Marcus Home Depot. It'd be nice to not have customers sometimes =) I remember there was much more to the dream. Something about scaling the Aisles of the store, something about clearance stuff, and something about Corderoy overalls and shorts coming back into style. But no details on that.

Naked at the Gym

Another weird dream last night. I was in this HUGE gym, just stories and stories of a building, and I was in the locker room, and I needed a towel. For some reason, I didn't have any clothes, and so I asked my sister to look for a towel for me. She couldn't find one, and I got upset that she wasn't trying hard enough while I'm naked. So, I decide to go look for one myself, and I figure, as long as I run to find it, no one would see that I was running around theis huge gym naked. Well, I got tired eventually, and I had to start walking. There was no one else naked in the whole gym. I went by the showers to look for a towel, and everyone was showering in their clothes. people were swimming in their clothes too. I was just SOL. then I woke up.

Dropping a class

ever have a similar dream, over and over, just developing the plot a little farther every time? I do. I have a few different dreams that appear every once in a while.

Last night I had my stress out school dream. I consistantly have a dream that I am late for a test, and basically everything gets in the way of me getting there on time. But more recently it's developed into this:

I am registered for some Chemical Engineering class, and went for a few days, and then somehow forgot I was in the class. By the time I'd remembered, it was already like 5 weeks into the semester. I took the first test, but failed it miserably because I'd forgotten I was registered for the class, and hadn't been to lecture at all (and of course, I know nothing of chemical engineering). Well, I decided since I'd failed the first test and missed 5 weeks of lecture (and for some reason, we had passed drop day), I would just fail the class, and retake it using the new dandy "grade replacement" thing. Well, it comes to be finals, and I of course haven't been to class in weeks. I am at work instead. I realize somehow that I need to take this exam because I can't retake the class like I'd thought. Well, somehow, time stands still for a bit, and I start cramming at work. But I have to hide my books because I don't want my co-workers to know that a) I am still in school and b) that I am not doing my work. So I cram as much as I can, and then discover my class has moved to another room in another building. And I had never heard of this building. Since I was still a tour guide, I was baffled by the fact that there was a building I didn't know, and assumed it must be in Tech Square since that is the "new" area of campus.

I rush to campus, an hour and a half late for my final, and am hungry, so I decide to pick up a sandwich, which makes me later! I can't find the building, but right in front of me is some information desk. So I go and ask where the building is, and she says that it costs $100 to answer the question. I figure it's better than failing a class, so I fork it over, and she tells me where the classroom is. I rush to the classroom, noticing that there's only 20 minutes left on the 3 hour allotted time for the final, and see that the people coming for the next final are already outside, but I run inside anyway. I enter at the top of an exceptionally huge, steep lecture hall, and it takes me a few minutes to sprint to the floor. I notice along the way, that there're people from Tech that I know, in the class! some of the faces were friends of mine, but others were faces of people I recall having class with, but never actually knowing. I notice a lot of people also seem to be struggling on this final, and I get worried because I only have 20 minutes, AND I don't exactly know the material! I get to the professor, and I ask for a test, and he says I can't have it because people have already completed theirs, and have left the room, so if he gave me one, I'd be suspected of cheating, and he can't have that. I was pissed off because I'd gone through all that to get rejected, and then I woke up.

well, that was my dream. I'll try to post my dreams more often.

"I hate dreaming. Because when you sleep, you wanna sleep. Dreaming is work, ya know? There I am in a comfortable bed, the next thing you know, I have to build a go-kart with my ex-landlord. I want to dream of me watching myself sleep." - Mitch Hedberg