Saturday, June 30, 2001

Dreamt about rabbits this morning. There were 4 wild rabbits loose in my house. I was trying to round them up and prevent them from fighting with our house rabbits. They are looked similiar, white dwarves with brown patches and rough fur (so they must've been wild, no?). I picked one up thinking it was Slushie (one of ours) and it turned out to be one of the wild ones. As I was chasing them, I wondered what to do, then decided that we would put them in our carriers and tape them down to Animal Care & Control.

there it is.

Wednesday, June 27, 2001

had a long vivid dream this morning:

started out with me walking to a bus stop in an unfamiliar part of town, in fact it didn't even look like San Francisco. It was very sunny. I stepped onto a bus to ask directions, the bus driver and a young woman (both black) were talking like they knew each other. I asked the driver about where I could catch the 33 (I think) and she said It was a ways away. Then I just told her where I was wanting to go (22nd & Valencia or Mission). She said she went that way, so I got on.

The I was in a cafe of some sort sitting with Karin Bergquist of Over the Rhine (a Cincinnati band, a group I used to really be into). She and Linford (her husband) had apparently moved to the East Bay. We talked for quite a bit, like old acquaintances. We talked about how nice it was to have community stores to go into, even if they weren't in our neighborhood. She talked about going to some place in Hillsdale (a mall in the Peninsula). As she talked I could read it on a screen, as if we were emailing each other. Some of her words ran together, like "doyouknowhatImean?" It was very like her to run her words together. I also found myself pacing about as we talked.

I woke up feeling nice and humming "Thank You, My Angel" by Over the Rhine.

p.s. on Sunday I'd just ordered a couple of OTR CDs online, should get them in any day now. Before bed, I was thinking about bus passes for some reason...

Thursday, June 21, 2001

Dreamt about a lot of stuff last night but all I can remember is having floss or string in my mouth, then when I pulled on it, I yanked out 2 teeth. Very strange.

Tuesday, June 19, 2001

this morning:

I had 2 dreams but this first one is the only one I can remember.

I was being shipped off to war (I think I was a pilot) in a bus along with some other people. My mom was on the bus making a call to my grandmother. I asked if I could speak to her when she was done. She never responded. I wished I had a cell phone to call Susannah and tell her I loved her.

There was more to this one but I can't remember.

woke up humming "Flowers On The Wall" by the Statler Brothers
yesterday morning:

It's seems more muddled now, but here's what I remember.

I was on the trail of a serial killer (or some kind of violent criminal). I walked into the back of some old victorian and expected to see AJ (my old college roommate). Instead there were 3 young women in the bathroom, getting ready for work. I told them to stay put, that there was a killer in their building. Later, I apprehended the criminal with some help from other (apparently undercover) officers. I started to question him on a street curb, we were all sitting down. Then I realized that he might still be armed and ordered that he be shaken down. We discovered some sort of wire on him and a few things that could have been weapons.

I was very tense throughout the whole dream.

Wednesday, June 13, 2001

this was a few nights ago, I think.

I was walking around some club or restaurant with some friends when we spotted Michael Jackson talking to somebody. He had no entourage or anything and was just in a normal conversation. I whispered to my friends that he looked really fucked up (as he does). But I still sorta wanted to get my picture taken with him.

Also, been reading The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami before going to bed, makes for some weird dreams. Good book so far.

Thursday, June 07, 2001

took a nap around 8:30pm, meant to get up in an hour, instead had a deep dreamless sleep for 5 hours. Now I'm wide awake. ack.

Wednesday, June 06, 2001

ugh. It sucks to be up at 2:45 in the morning.

I went to bed @ 11, woke up @ 1 with bug bites. Tried to cover myself up completely and go back to bed, woke up again just now very uncomfortably. Had this dream:

In the dream, I woke up a hour or so late to find my bed and bedside soaked with water. I was apparently sleeping in a waterbed where the water was on the outside. I went into the living room where Susannah was napping on a mattress on the floor. I asked for her and at first she was irritated I woke her up. It's as if she'd gotten up for work and was sneaking in a nap before she had to go. But then seeing the state I was in, she got up and gave me a hug, consoling me.

You know it's bad when you dream about what a bad night's sleep you've had. And this night's only half over. Ugh.

I'm gonna be beat tomorrow for work.

Tuesday, June 05, 2001

I dreamt I was in some large house, not my own. There were cats everywhere. I went to the bathroom to use the toilet or take a shower or something, and there were cats in the bathrub. I shooed them into another room and followed them in. A few of them proceeded to chew up some electrical cords on a chair. I tried to get them away from it but was afraid of getting scratched.

go figure.

Woke up humming the Pet Shop Boys' version of "Where the Streets Have no names."