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| i was waiting on a dock for canal boats. after boarding, the
canal boats which normally seat 8 or 12, became very small. now
seating two, a rush of people scurried to the boats and i was pushed
out into waist high water. i got back on the dock and watched the
boats leave without me.
(note: the day after this dream, a similar situation occured.
during a fieldtrip between galleries, everyone piled into cars and i
was left on the street alone. one of the passengers got out of
the car and walked with me to the next destination.)
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| every now and then, a tooth would loosen with a slight snap, and i
could feel a twinge of pain and a warm stream of blood burst from my
gums. three of my teeth swung free from my gums as i ran around,
consumed with trying to contact my dentist and ask what preventative
procedures could be done. i was also looking for floss.
i ended up ordering some sort of vanilla tapioca boba, which lollycup
had gotten wrong in my order. i had to ask for another one, but i
couldn't stay to pick it up. i left the responsibility to blaize,
who's attention was divided between two cheerleader girls who were
drumming up conversation as a sort of a macdonald's promotion.
blaize flirted recklessly. i caught up with him on the way
out. he said from his car window that he had to go, and that he
had picked up my boba but it had spilled all over one of the
girls. i asked him to pay me back so i could get another
one. he shuffled around in his car and paid me in a stack of
napkins.
ester and i reentered the drink shop. i realized i couldnt pay
for the new boba in napkins, so ester spotted me for the drink and some
dumplings. i ended up sitting down at a table with tru, ed and
carol, jesse, and some friends from high school. tru was pretty
silent caus she didnt know anyone. and jesse was very involved in
eating his food as usual. i was not able to finish introducing
everyone to each other because everyone was distracted.
i ended up on the last day of a movie set. there were movie vans
everywhere, sets of amps and wires randomly placed. lots of
extras. and a big white house that glowed blue from within.
i could see through the window: rows of milk jugs and art. the
art appeared to be available. all i had to do was fill out a slip
of paper for the prop and they would get back to me on whether they
could release it to me or not. there were many large pices,
mostly metal/paper constellations, huge ceramic slabs with blue inlay,
and in the back i saw large ceramic cones lying on the floor glazed in
malcolm davis shino. i really wanted one, but could not afford it.
ended up at disneyland. i hopped across the river, then walked
back in shallow mud. almost got run over by race cars while
crossing. talked about teh paint with my friends.
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| i was hanging out with some friends who had formed a special club. we had just finished a club duty when the leader said that she wanted cookies. she had a vision who our next member would be, was moved to find this perso by typing her obscure name into google. the new member's picture popped up, and the leader knew it was a match with her vision. she contacted the girl who first came for introductions, then left to buy cookie-making ingredients. while the rest of us were waiting on a couch, i was examining a ring in my purse which i knew had special powers. it was a small golden ring with a band of interlocking hearts. i knew that jesse also had a ring just like it. ironically, jesse's was forged in the fires of mordor, looked a lot more authentic than mine, and granted him the power of invisibility without the danger of an onset of ringwraiths. my ring had the same power, and we had not yet begun exploring with the rings together.
through some jumble, i misplaced my ring and could not find it no matter how long i looked. jesse, who by then became an anonymous friend, was growing impatient and wanted to check out some boxcars of a stopped train. we figured out that i could gain invisibility if he touched me while putting the ring on his finger and entered the boxcar where we found prince william sitting in a big leather chair, conversing with about 3 other fellows. at first, i was amazed, then i did my best to step out of everyone's way as they crossed the room. i was standing right next to the prince's chair when he reached up and grabbed my arm. oh, no! i was spotted! jesse remained invisible and the prince asked who i was. he found me interesting and befriended me, even though i kept mixing up his name and had difficulties figuring out what to call him. the prince and i hung out together for a while.
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i ended up in a childrens museum with huge, interactive kinetic displays of the 5 senses. since i was there with a friend, we tried climbing on modeled pieces of teeth and tongue and eye, from right to left, later finding that prizes were hidden above for those who finish. as i neared completion of the obstacle course, i found a stash of the prizes, there weren't any good prizes, just care bear and strawberry shortcake stuffies, which i thought was lame. i got tired of hanging on and let go.
ed note: yesterday, i promised to bake cookies for alex's art opening. i also was leafing through my roommate's poeple magazine which included an article about prince william and harry. | | |
| my eyes were taken out.
i scrambled around looking for a doctor amd placed my eyeballs inside my mouth to keep them moist. it wouldn't be two days until i recieved medical help and my jaw was becoming too fatigued to keep them safe. occaisionally my jaww would give way and take chunks off of my eyeballs. i couldn't hold it anymore, and i spit them up. my eyeeballs were glossy and blue, as the rolled o nthe surface. i was thinking it was too late to have my eyeballs replaced, as i spat out the remaining chunks of my eyes. then i turned toward a mirror and found to my astonishmant that i had that i had regenerated new eyes. | | |
| i couldn't sleep, so i quietly watched tv in my new apartment while elissa slept. the dream morphed into an audition at cta, which turned out to be more of a seminar type of thing. each person worked on connection and delivery. the next thing i knew, i was auditioning for clay, reading with a filipino boy whose name i can't pronounce. i was pretty intimidated, because this guy was probably more experienced than me. i think i was auditioning for the forbidden love in the king and i, and together we sang "no me ames." (i know, its not in the king and i) clay gave us stage directions, like face touching and kissing and stuff. after the audition, clay told us to come back on thursday. i was really excited. later i went on the internet to check the show dates, and the run turned out to be right in the middle of my spring quarter. that made me so bummed because it had all been really fun so far. i pondered not showing up at the callback and not telling clay, then decided otherwise. i told the guy i auditioned with the bad news and he thought i was crazy. he told me to call them off, or jokingly to elope. i told him i couldn't just drop out of school... i had a year to go. not to worry though, i said, i will still read with you at the callback to make it easier for you.
clay came by behind me and i told him the news up front. i felt so bad for wasting his time. i think i had a real chance at that part. he was disappointed and supportive and wished me well | | |
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