9/28/11

Toured of Bret Easton Ellis' apartment in the village again. He had expensive tiny books with prices listed lying about. I think I'm with Monica, showing her about. The door to his bedroom is open--his bed is unmade. So much of the decor is white. He doesn't talk to us.  We wondered in and he retreats to his room.   I'm here partly because I'm writing poetic prose based on poetry I read-expanding on a visit to his friend's house.  A spector who answers the door unnoticed and goes back to his room as we look at the ordinary objects and little books. His spanish girlfriend and her daughters show up. She wears a red dress. We whispering discuss his sexuality since I thought he preferred men.  We're obviously keeping them from an outing. We don't hurry. She goes in to talk to him and comes out with a large piece of cardboard. There's really nothing to look at it's all so ordinary so it's more like spying. I'm late for class and my teacher calls me.

9/27/11

I was wearing my white bob wig and ran into a professor who didn't recognize me thinking I was someone else.  I said hello and answered that I was fine. I was leaving deciding to ignore that fact that she didn't seem to know me since that would be too time consuming. Then she mentioned, taking my hands, that I was forgetting their prayer (a prayer like a secret handshake!) I snatched them away and said I didn't pray and was a protestant. Since she was looking a bit shocked at her friend suddenly being so different I admitted that I didn't think she knew who I was.

Other people around.  I've gone off with him in other dreams but don't want to be obvious. They get involved in something and P. invites me for a shower or it's assumed I'll join him.  There's an inevitability despite my feeling I shouldn't since he has a girlfriend.  He's cut his hair. shaved his beard. I think this is again that shower in a bed. he's naked and his hips are too wide--like he's got 3 spines wide in the center in a wrong way.  He wants oral sex [this is due to the B.J. episode on X Files.] He does come and there's a hint of sexual possibility but it goes nowhere.There is a box of hair color (my color) that has an alarm button on the top that is flashing.  I push it to turn it off. I don't know why it was set.  His girlfriend's makeup bag overturns and we're trying to put the things back but they are mixed up with mine. He doesn't seem to know which are hers and we push items in then he zips it and stuffs it into a cubby.  She eventually arrives and I'm surprised that she doesn't realize the situation.

Walking over to another part of the restaurant through an alley.  Out in the street it's ominous with gangs. Guys going to a club called SEE or IF that I remember from another dream. A man with dirty blond hair in blue shirt and jeans wants to touch his left chest. A friend pulls him away. I go back.
Waitressing.  A man sitting behind the booth in underwear. When "I"(Becky not me) he wants food on the floor.  He says "I know you want to put down a placemat."  He wants waldorf salad which now includes asparagus.

Monica and I arrive at our hotel room that we're sharing with and unknown parisianne woman [this is likely due to french ancestry question from Emily.] I can hear her in our room as we walk up to it so we move off to the side to chat/regroup before going in.

[As I'm drifting off] Monica says: "a woman having one (an affair) is a Mason"

Take a shower at the end of a bed. Kicking some of the sheets out of the way.  Told Monica's boss he'd given her an impossible task since he couldn't quantify how amny people she needed to prepare for.   He had fingers attached to metal as his key tag.  I ask if these were his fingers.  He got silent but it seemed likely they were yet I don't remember him missing any.

My glasses were broken from my twisting them too much.  Playing with Simba under the couch I pull a cloth out afterward that is covered with fur and he has a 3X6 inch spot on his back where the fur is very short and around is about 3 inches high.  The missing bit is on this cloth. I try removing more fur and discover that the cloth is actually a fake fur piece complete with label and zippers that had come off of him. Wendy walks into the room and I turn away quickly removing the tape from my forehead (act which should have alerted me that I was dreaming.) I'm living with Colette in the upstairs level of a house but it isn't completely it's own unit. As we have more space than we need I want to ask Kerry to move in.  Trying to work myself up to asking in a "this means nothing way" but haven't talked to him in so long.

3-12/11
My house was a mess.  Sitting on the floor in kitchen watching under the heater.  A hermit crab comes out to eat something. A group of small bugs swarms then retreats. The cats (2-- thinner than Ping) come up and attempt to get at something through a hole in the fridge.  I open the small door and find little containers of dressing.  Monica was there giving me cleaning advice.  I drop a glass. Then it's night and I'm outside mopping the street.  There is still snow in places and the hot water melts it but the task is daunting.  I give up when there are too many pine needles. Walking back I run into K. who's drinking with a friend at a table set up outside. He's rather drunk and wearing a white T-shirt. I almost don't recognize him.  He's filling out something for a contest and has forgotten something crucial like his name.  They come back with me to my house where we hang out in the living room.  Later I go looking for K. I wonder if either he or his friend know where he lives.  Finding him asleep on a couch I kiss him lightly on the lips and wake up.

3-4-2011
I sewed the crack between my toes with white thread.

3-2-2011
I was on the phone with John B. walking back and forth in my little house with an opaque blood red veil over my face.  Was telling him my plan to wrap one of my metal snowmen or santa's in lights and put it outside my neighbors window (not christmas though--it's spring.  This was to be an offering to cheer them up.) I find a guy sitting on the porch outside. John falls asleep listening to me.  Apparently the guy who had the house previously had invited people to stay there for some big college hippy party. The hippies keep getting in wanting to stay.  I feel inclined to keep one that it could be an adventure but they'd take advantage. Wendy and I walk up to the part of town where the big party is to be held.  The houses are very grey.  One on Broadway is a shell of a structure.

2-18-2011
Staying at F.  parents with C. who would often walk in on her father in the bathroom. I remembered Myra was there too.  Called to her and she came out with her usual happy meow.  She had a skin diesease that made her skin more visible under her fur and burned in the sun--vampiric.  A vet did a demonstration with another cat who caught on fire.  The vet had sent tests in and felt Myra could be treated.  He commented that so many tests/money spent on Myra without an answer.  C. wanted to go to there summer home.  I was going to go too.  We packed.  She wouldn't let me bring Myra.  She suggested I ask her mom to take care of her.  I consider calling W. to ask her to take care of M.  Decide I ought to go home that it might be nice to just be the 2 of us and that would be better for Myra.
I'm in bed with Mr. F (not in a sexual way) who keeps rolling around pushing me (we are both wearing different patterned navy striped pjs) when C. comes in to say the roads are closed due to snow.

1-20-2011

Visited WP's apartment. I was waiting for him then started snooping. One closet held only 4 large Flinstone dresses/costumes. Another closet, also with a cloth for the door but this one red, led to his parent's house and I remembered that he lived in their basement. After finding this I was feeling nervous about turning on lights. A hallway by the bathroom though led out into the lobby of the apartment building. His apartment had no lockable doors and 2 arches led out into the lobby so anyone could just walk in. I was there with someone else (male) who looked through the fridge with me. We found little packs of women's nightgowns in the fridge. I thought "this is what a bachelor's pad looks like" mentally refuting when Albert had said that about Wendy's apartment.

12-15-10

Had visited a store with F (who kept kissing me.) Was drawing kids clothes when my alarm went off.

#1 distressed denim a subtle navy floral 3 ruffles.

#2 black. tie. dotted.

10-9-10

Saw a documentary movie with Jack. as an unnamed expert. In it the viewer trusts him. At a show/talk work event I sat between G. Smith and Jack who seems like he's going to ask me out. He tells me I owe him $35 for the shirt. I thought I'd paid him! Then he says I owe $50 a month. I mention having seen the film. He invites me to go to a school event. Tells a story about orgasms calming men and how this doesn't happen to him since he doesn't have them. Hinted at childhood drama. I'm distracted by a girl talking to me. Then Jack mentions something a friend of his had said at her coming out party-something about "best cunt on the airplane." The girl & I both try to come up with similar phrases but I get distracted by realization that Jack is hinting he's gay. Turns out the girl is the friend who'd had the party. Later she warns me off Jack--but he seems like he wants to hang out.

2.) She threatens to kill me. I'm alone at her apartment and it's a trap. I'm supposed to walk around and trigger things that will kill me. I realize and go out the window instead. [I don't appear again as me.] omnipotent view of her and Jack and friends in the room bun unrecognizable-younger. She realizes trap didn't spring so all of them use their will at once--building falls with explosion. In her mind it's my fault.

nov. 2010

There had been running & searching through brown rooms. Something about Hitler (he's been in the news.) Then I go downstairs to ask my mom to make pizza. She's sitting laughing in the midst of a posh party. I walk up to her and wake up.