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12:20:2002 Entry: "Ann : DREAMs - Strange building at night"

DREAMs - Strange building at night

#1) I was in what I thought was my house. It was at night, and I got up to use the bathroom. But instead of it being a tiny little bathroom outside of our bedroom, it was a very large bathroom, maybe about 10-15 feet long, with a mirror at the end. I sat down on the toilet and then realized it was a two-way mirror, or perhaps not a mirror at all, but a window, and there was someone else in the room opposite, who was also using the bathroom. I was hiding my body with my arms because I was naked. I called Stan to come into the bathroom with me. I told him to stand in front of me so the guy on the other end, a young 20-something, tall, darkhaired white guy with a shaggy haircut, couldn't see me. Then the guy in the other room left, but was replaced by an Asian-American guy. This guy then shut a door that covered the window/mirror, so that I couldn't be seen and so that I couldn't see him. Then I realized there was another door in the bathroom, and the first guy tried to get into that one, but when he realized that my bathroom was occupied, he left. After I finished, I put my clothes on, and Stan and I walked out into the hallway to see what was going on. We realized our house was attached to a very, very large building, and that perhaps there was a party going on next door which was why so many people were using the bathroom. As we walked down the very palatial hallway, it seemed less like a private residence building and more like an institution, like a student center of a university. It was also in the middle of the night, but there were a lot of people around. We walked into a common area where there were a bunch of young women hanging up a lot of art. I then saw one of Stan's pieces in the show (which was a weird piece made out of chrome and chopped up letters from newspapers...very "un-Stan") and that it it had won an award. Then later in the dream, Stan and I were getting ready to go somewhere and I had layed out some sports clothes that had chartreuse shorts on the bed, which was now upstairs where it used to be over a year ago. When I came back to the bed, the shorts were gone, and I was frantically looking for them and trying to get ready in time (time for what?) I also think X*X* was in the dream too and that I was flirting with him AGAIN, but I forgot how.

#2) My mom called me and her line sounded static like mine was a few months ago before we got rid of our land phone. I was trying to tell her that she needed to get rid of her land phone, but she didn't understand a word I said. I tried to tell her that she needs to call me back because I can't understand her, and she didn't understand that either. I went outside to talk to her, but that didn't help because the problem was her line, not my cellphone. Most frustrating.

2 Comments

Who is this X*X* person?? Curious people wants to know! ;)

Posted by Nico @ 09:10:2002:03:52 AM CST

I can't say. ;-)

Posted by Ann @ 09:11:2002:08:29 AM CST

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