i found this written down in a notebook i overlooked, so until i archive some of these, its going to be out of order for a while.
anyway, on with the show...
keyye dreams:
A young couple bicker in a castle coridor. He, noble and sure, wants her badly. She resists, listening to her parents, but she likes him too. They argue back and forth while lacing up tunics and hoods.
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In a house with a tan, blonde girl whose on a car phone upstairs by windows filling the room with light. The conversation is disconnected and a phone rep, a strong black woman, comes on the line. The girl explains how her car isn't nearby and the port got smashed in the accident.
But as she talks, an old guy carrying a trophy with a few others is seen walking towards the house. I tell her this, and we rush downstairs where they present her with a car racing trophy, a bowling pin shaped snapple, and an oversized matchbox racecar.
One of the offical guys puts down a large textured glass decanter almost drained of a light chocolate-colored liquor.
"Can i get rid of this here?"
"Sure" i said. I wanted the glass bottle to paint and decorate. I grabbed it from where he put it down and go to move from the palor to the kitchen.
"Oh no, not now!" JP's mother yells.
"I am not going to drink it, i'm washing out the bottle."
An arguement ensues where she makes some comments on me and tries to convince my mom to agree with her. JP was forced to watch all of this. I told her that she doesn't respect me, and she tried to dreg up past events from 2.5 years go. i countered it:
"Hey, i've learned and moved on. That is all too long ago to count." I might have mentioned that since she brought it up, obviously she hadn't moved on. She backed off, finally.
I think one of her sisters was there.
***
JP was relaxing on a chair on the beach while i was running around here and there. little kids were playing everywhere. Then Danielle and a few others showed up to babysit, and i figured since i was there i'd help out. I was cleaning out a box of junk and found all my old my little ponies that i used to play with, and also a list of names of who would watch whom.
***
Alyssa Milano and her young black friend started talking about all the videos they had of the soft-core porn home movies they've made. It was mainly a group make-out session, when all of a sudden one of the guys found false teeth in his mouth. They had fallen out of the girl he was kissing! overly make-uped, most of the girls weren't in the best of health or age as they first seemed. One got a sense of foreboding about what the end of such videos must be like for the guys.
***
Across the street, there was a water park, and i found my focus shifting there from an old fat woman standing beside a mack truck talking to an old fat guy about his "products" in the truck. The woman might be connected to the earlier scene.
Overhearing their conversation, i was thinking they must have moved out all the illegal stuff and were just standing there chatting about the park, "not missing a lil water". A cop (dressed as our campus security) strolled up saying:
"I've had reports in the past 2 days of people giving common names to the front desk then asking to see the water manager." (but i think it was their first day here)
The guy stupidly yells out: "i thought seymour was very original."
"But out of style," comments the lady.
The cop keeps talking but then everything blacks out and the cop comes to in a faraway place within a hair's breath of a razor cutting his dick off.
ANALYSIS:
i have whacked out dreams. no two cents about it.
the only part i can really explain is the part where i fight with my boyfriend's mother. she's a stubborn, stubborn person, and she really needs to relax about her son adn her life. she's uppity and worse than my aunt.
i do glasspaint in RL. i like it, but i've run out of paint right now so i'm kinda in a bind since i've got tons of glass from people. i was still looking for some to decorate when i had this dream though.
this scene is me reminscing on childhood, maybe. i always tried to have fun. my family and i go to the beach every summer, and still do. and i've been taking michael since we've been dating.
the soft-core porn scene may be from a discussion i had with a bunch of guys about random porn they used to show (or still?) on USA Up All Nite. but then it started turning into a scary horror movie, like dusk til dawn or bordello of blood, but scary or something.
the pool scene reminds me of one of those mini-water parks that are stil some fun. this on eplayed out like a movie, but a strange stanley kubrick one or someone tryign to imitate it.
