Last night was chock full of dreams:

I was sitting in a windowsill looking out at the beach from 15 or 20 stories high. The waves were huge and I could hear them crashing mightily. The imagery seemed to transform me into some poetic person, and I kept wanting to describe the waves as the pulse of the earth. But then my family, who were also there, had to leave. I said I wanted to stay, and my dad said I could, but it would be forever. So I left with them :)

Then I was in a school building, and Jason Vorhees was also there, along with a few other people. He tossed one girl down the hallway and grabbed another to throw at the first, an interaction that would kill both. But just before the two collided, a nerdy girl that everyone would have expected to lack athletic prowess jumped in the way on her back and used her legs to launch the tossed girl OVER the first girl, effectively saving both lives.
I think Jason was then distracted by a teacher, so we all ran. There was a strong door that separated two segments of the hallway, and when I passed through I turned around and locked it. It was a deadbolt type of lock, and the door was really sturdy, so those of us on the far side of the door had time to hide or get away. I chose to hide. I ran to each of the doors in the hallway until I found a classroom that was unlocked. I ran back to the hallway door to check on Jason and found the Wilkinsons (my profs for my God and Nature course) on the other side. I opened the door and let them through, though they didn't seem worried at all. They just sauntered down the hall without a care in the world and left the school. I ran back to my hiding classroom and found a male teacher just leaving. I warned him about Jason and he didn't seem to believe me, though he said I could use my classroom to hide. He also said something about the hockey and cheerleading teams having practice that night. When I entered, there were lab lights over all the tables, and I ran around turning them all off so Jason wouldn't be tempted to come in my room. I had to leave one on because I heard Jason breaking through the door and needed to hide in darkness.
I lay on the floor and pulled out a pocket movie player that was playing the movie I was in. Using it, I could watch how far down the hall Jason was. It was weird to see him pass my door in the movie and see his shadow pass over my door in real life. Then the hockey and cheerleading teams arrived, and I became rather nervous for them. There was nothing I could do, since the bunch of them were already in the hallway with jason. One of them taunted him, and Jason grabbed him and threw him into the school's trophy display case. Then Jason walked over to the guy and jammed his hand into the guy's body, pulling out some sort of organ (it may have been his heart, or liver, or maybe his testes). Then he made the guy eat the organ, and before he died the guy said it tasted better than he thought it would.
Eventually morning came, and all the death and destruction was gone, but my CCSP class had been staying in the school building overnight. We all started to wake up and all wanted to take showers, but the bathrooms available to us only had one or two showerheads. So some of us went in search of other showers. Cal started marching, and all the other guys fell in line behind him, calling out "left...left...left..." in true military fashion. I was worried they would all find the showers before i did and occupy them all.
So I walked down the hall and saw a guy carrying a towel. I followed him into the shower area, which was huge and open. There were a few open showers with four showerheads, and maybe 15 individual showers in stalls. There were also large stainless steel tubs. They were so large they seemed meant to bathe cows. I couldn't decide which one to use, but as I explored I found a wax pit. This was sort of like a sand pit, but obviously the substrate was wax. I jumped in and started making all sorts of strange shapes and things. Then other members of my class came with their own wax from other wax pits. I became jealous because my wax pit wasn't the only one.

I took too long to get online, so things are a little blurry.

Last night eric and i went to the mall in his car on his way to work. but then he had to go to work, so i didn't have a ride home. he told me to hitch a ride or walk. not very possible! but i went in the mall and couldn't see much. I realized I didn't have my contacts in and had forgotten my glasses. So everything was pretty fuzzy.

When I left and was walking home, some guy on a motorcycle stopped by me and asked me to drive his motorcycle. Why? He didn't have his motorcycle license. I USED to... but didn't anymore, but I knew how to drive a motorcycle. I didn't tell him that I couldn't see very well at all because I had forgotten my glasses. We went to his house and checked some stuff out on his computer.

I went to a park and was chilling in a kind of spooky greenhouse that had gargoyles and spires in it. A little girl was in the greenhouse as well, playing with her doll. Suddenly I changed into a large monstery creature. I think I attacked the girl... and then might have played a game with her.

Then I was in McDonalds, and was a normal human again. I asked if I could have a job, and the manager said she was desperate for help. So I started learning stuff and was very eager. Everyone seemed happy to see me helping. Then our shift ended and a bunch of us went outside to a picnic table and were chatting. The manager was on a laptop, and I saw that she had written comments about me and other new employees. My comments were very positive.

Suddenly I was at my house, and someone was knocking at my door. When I opened it, grover and elmo from Seame STreet were standing there and wanted to have a party. They invited a bunch of other sesame street characters, and they all danced on the street. I walked away quickly because I knew the power line was about to come down and electrocute everyone. Chris Slighly pulled up in a carload of people who were smoking pot and talked to me while the power line came down and electrocuted the sesame street characters.

Fin.

I would like to write michelle trachtenberg and encourage her in her wholesomeness. Do you think she'd actually read it? She probably has a PR person to handle that stuff. I've never written fanmail before, but there's just something about Ms. Trachtenberg. Maybe she'll marry me :-p

Michelle Trachtenberg
c/o Buffy the Vampire Slayer
c/o UPN
11800 Wilshire Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90025

I met up in reunion fashion with a group of people with whom I had taken a swimming course, but in the pool was a large creature. It seemed mostly like a shark, but when it came up to the top of the water, its head was like that of a dog. I didn't want to get into the water where that thing could get me (it looked really mean!), but the others in the pool and the instructor said he was easily dealt with, and they showed me: As I neared the edge of the pool, the sharkdog came up to the surface and was barking and snarling at me. One of my classmates grabbed the sharkdog's nose and pushed down, swimming until the sharkdog was at the bottom of the pool. That is clearly how you deal with such a creature. So I swam for a while, still nervous about the thing. I got out and it followed me. It was now on four legs while out of the pool. I left the natatorium and found myself in a market square type of place, where I saw charlie. I got really nervous the sharkdog would tear him apart, but the two just played together.

FREE YOUR MIND, AND THE REST WILL FOLLOW

I was invited to a dinner at a friends house while at college, but the college I was at was quite different from Calvin. It was much more state schooly. I got there and wasn't able to help with anything, but somehow got involved with a laserquest battle in a church. I was doing very very well, but Kristen Herr jumped out in front of me and scared the crap out of me.

I was back at the friends' house, and decided I should go back to my dorm room and put on some shorts, since I was only wearing a t-shirt and boxers (no, that's not what I wore to bed). For some reason I was taking a bottle of 7up with me on a dolly. I saw my sister on my way there and she invited me over to her dorm room. I wanted to get there quickly, so I left the dolly behind a tree, singing some sort of song about leaving things behind. But the 7up was no longer 7up, it was just a very small mason jar that was empty (it was very much like the one that contained the strawberry jam I finished the other day).

I went back to my dorm and put some clothes on, and my sister was calling out to me from a few doors down. I saw her in my mind and knew she was wearing an ugly green dress, but didn't know which dorm she was in. I accidentally walked into someone else's room, but she was on her computer and didn't even notice me. I finally found my sister's dormroom, and she was rather depressed. So much so that she was toking up. She had quite a collection of marijuana paraphernalia in her room, and asked me to toke up with her. I declined at first, but eventually decided to chew on a marijuana leaf, and that got me rather loopy. I asked my sister what was wrong, and she said that her "life-partner" or something like that had died. She showed me his name, which was something like LeFraw DeDea Jerome or something like that. I knew he was African, but had a hard time picturing my sister with a black guy.

(I almsot forgot this part, and don't know where it came in sequence, I'll put it here)
**My sister had decided to get some guinea pigs (surprisingly like Rachel Birr this week...), but instead of getting just a couple, she got a whole bunch of them. There were six terrariums (terrarii?) in her room, 3 of which had critters in them. But some of the critters were guinea pigs, and some were mice. I had to take 10 or so out of one of the terrariums to clean it for her, but I just set them on the counter. When I was done, they weren't there anymore and I was worried that they had run off, but I wasn't sure if they had run off or if they were in another terrarium. I just left... seeing a mouse in the hallway as I went. Oh well.**

Once I was rather blitzed, I went back to my room and had strange hallucinations. At one point I thought that two sports announcers were describing me to an audience, and said something about how I'd grown a fish tail. So I flopped up and down on my bed to try and move my tail around. Then I was looking up at my ceiling and singing some sort of hippy-esque song about freedom, and the ceiling turned all psychedelic with crazy swirling colours. Then it all turned blue, and it was the sky with birds flying in it. I hallucinated that I was flying with them while singing my song.

I eventually came out of that one and turned over onto my stomach. I was looking at the wall by the head of my bed, and a strange spider crawled up it. It had many many legs and was wiggling them all in some sort of pattern.

Then I was in a cafeteria, and walked up to a very masculine looking girl. She said something about hormones or something like that (maybe it had something to do with my conversation last night with Kelly, where we discussed someone she knew who had to induce puberty hormonally). She showed me her massive muscles and I went to leave the cafeteria, but she followed me. We came upon a swing set that had a strange wooden gate on the other side of it that came about chest high. On the other side was a low tree branch. The girl went on the swing and told me to push her. I refused, saying that the last thing in the world I wanted to do was hurt her, which I might do by running her into the gate or the tree branch. So she said she'll push me, but I didn't want to get hurt either.

We looked up at the tree branch, and I saw three sets of flying birds. I was stricken with an overwhelming sense of deja vu, and told the girl. She took it as some sort of sign and ran off. But she didn't get very far when she called me over to join her on a large grassy area. I came over and she pointed to some nearby hilly ground which seemed to be shifting. On the other side of it was a volcano, which started erupting as we watched. It was AMAZING, though it was a bit foggy and I couldn't see it clearly. Then I realized that the volcanic eruption was sending out periodic waves of seismic force, which was changing and destroying the landscape all around. People near me started running, but I was glued to the spot, unable to take my eyes away from the volcanic eruption. I watched as the seismic waves decimated a parking garage no more than a mile from me. Then, as I watched, the hills in front of me burst open and poured out huge rushing rivers of water, which heading directly toward me. Everyone else was still screaming and running, but I could think of no more historic or exciting way to die, though I still planned to do my best to swim in the water.

I'm sure everyone's lives have been feeling so empty without reading about my dreams!

Last night I dreamt first that I was playing some sort of live roleplaying game that involved legos and dice, but somehow I became one of the characters and had to go into a barn to save my cows from a white necromancer who kept casting white fire to burn the barn down. I think I kicked him in the face :) Then I was myself again and controlling my army of lego men. I had an ally, but we were losing against "computer players" (...who somehow controlled pieces in real life). I kept trying to send scouts, but the red computer player kept turning my scouts into fluted columns, since his army was roman.

Then everyone left and I tried to go to bed, but got up again. I took a shower and I think I had some sort of band concert to be in, but my sister also showed up at my apartment (which was a huge one-room studio-type of place). We chilled for a bit, but somehow we were both arguing with my dad over something on the phone.

Things changed a bit and I was in a different apartment, trying to pump sand into calvin's volleyball court. But I didn't put the end of the hose IN the court, because I wasn't sure if the sand was needed in the court or somewhere outside, so I just put the hose in the grass. There was quite a bit of sand next to the Knollcrest East plaza.

Yesterday I dreamed some weird stuff... All I remember now is that an imaginary sister that I had and I had to compete for something with a performance in a court room. Whoever got the most applause would get their way. I don't remember what my sister did, but she got a lot of applause. I did some weird dance to a song about a price bull/steer. Near the end of the dance the song talked about the bull's prize "package," and I pretended like I was going to take off my pants. My dad was in the audience, and his eyes went wide in shock when I started to do that. But then I didn't, because it was just a joke. I ended with a big cheesy pose, and everone burst out into laughter and applause.

I dreamt last night that my dad and I were on a talk show, and the host gave many of the guys in the audience $15,000. She gave me $20,000 because I was going to school. I spent the rest of my dream trying to decide where to deposit my cash and trying to protect it from people that were trying to steal it.

Kathy lent me money, and then asked for it back, though I wasn't sure how much she lent me.
Josh Dusel and Josh Risbon tried to steal my cash directly from in front of me after I wandered into the woods to be alone to count it.

I had a gun, but I ended up having to go to the store to buy ammo for it, and some strange girls were washing their car next to mine.

I didn't want to wake up because I didn't want to realize that I don't have $20,000, and that I'm screwed for the summer.

There was also a part of the dream where I was riding in the car with my dad and he was telling me about how mom moved out and into our old house to take care of Stitch.

Last night: something about going to a grave yard and diggin up three different graves because some mystical red crystal shards were buried there long ago.

Last night, Helen was back here in GR in the apartments and had a sister and a brother over for a weekend or something. There was also some strange guy that she didn't know very well staying in her apartment. An odd spatula hanging on the wall reminded me to tell her that I really wanted one of those magnets with a plastic handle (the kind they use for bingo!!!). Then I left and went to another person's apartment, where I found a black and white cat (different from the courtyard kitty). I took the cat and headed towards my apartment, but I went in the wrong one, and had to apologize to the resident there, who was surprised to see a cat. I finally found my own apartment and put the cat in there and had to come back out to talk to Carla Vanderwal about stuff. Hoekstra and 2 other people came out of the apartment but didn't close the door, so I had to run to close it (the cat almost got out, and Carla would have seen it!). Somehow the cat almost got squished in the door. When I looked around my apartment, there were kittens EVERYWHERE. The cat had had kittens in the minute I was away from my apartment, and they were already up and playing and running around. I noticed that the outside door was open and ran to close it, but two kittens got out first. When I tried to close the door, it fell off the track and I couldn't get it to close correctly. I ran to go get the two lost kittens, but they ran from me into the woods and hid.

then... the scene was completely different.

I was shopping with my parents and sister, and wanted to try on some clothes. In order to try on clothes in this store, you had to take a shower in one of their provided booths. They didn't look like they offered much privacy, and I accidentally saw an old naked woman showering *shudder*. I found a booth with more privacy and turned on the shower, but it took FOREVER to get my clothes off. I knew my parents were starting to get worried. Then I noticed that one of the walls of the shower booth was clear and opened up into the parking lot. Everyone that drove by could see my nakedness! They seemed to enjoy it :)
Then my whole family came into the shower, and I only had a long shirt on with which to cover myself. I was starting to feel sick and dehydrated and fainted onto the floor. I woke up right away, though, and realized that my mom had been looking at me and didn't even care that I had fainted. There was something about a Chinese man and a Japanese man... but I don't remember it well.

The end.

Night before last I kept dreaming that I was dying in some house. It had something to do with zombies, methinks. At one point, I must have jerked awake so hard, I whakked my teeth together and chipped my right canine tooth! Muy sad!

I had a 2 part dream last night:

The first part was inspired by airband 2 nites ago: I was doing some research on the New Kids on the Block (though I had a hard time remembering the name of the band) using Google, and was suddenly teleported back in time to one of their concerts. I was so excited to see them in concert (since I was too young to care when they were popular) and got to go back stage. After the concert, I was chillin in the kitchen backstage when one of them came back and started talking to me. I tried to convince him that I was from the future, and wanted to tell them how popular they were, and about how they left a legacy even after they finished making music. I don't think I ever convinced him that I was from the future.

The other dream had to do with a little rabbit (that turned into a kitten a couple times). I found it in a cage out in the snow in a field that was about to be tilled by a huge tractor. I had to save the rabbit, I thought, so I set it free. I decided I should catch it again and take it elsewhere, so i did. I took it back to my house :) At this point, it was a kitten and not a rabbit anymore, so I felt like I had to keep it a secret from my parents, so they didn't know we had a cat living outside our house. I let it go, and it ran down to the bridge in my back yard, where it encountered the rooster, who went psycho at it. I got worried that the cat may have been hurt, so I ran down to find it. It was hiding under something, but I coaxed it out and picked it up. I decided to name it "kitty." It was unhurt and purring very loudly.

I had my first math class of the semester last night, but some of my Twin Valley classmates were in the class, including Kenneth Seyfert, Jana Rapposelli, and Steph Brown. I wanted to sit in the front row (don't i always?) and I couldn't tell if the seat in front of kenneth was open, so i called over to him and asked if it was. He didn't respond, and i felt a little foolish. As i came closer, I saw that he had headphones on so he couldn't hear me. The seat wasn't open, so i moved further back in the row. I had a matchbox car in my hand for some reason. Steph said, "hey jesse, what's that in your hand?" I responded with something like, "none of your business." Then, when class started, steph told the teacher that i had it, and the teacher gave her a dumb look. I did too, and said, "geez, steph. What, are we in middle school or something?" Everyone else seemed like they were rolling their eyes at her as well. The teacher was obligated to take me to the principal's office, though, so she did that. She seemed really annoyed that she had to.

Fin.

Last night i dreamt that i was on the phone with Jen Buis, who was playing paintball for interim. She was enjoying herself mightily.

Last night I went to some sort of Class Reunion for my high school (though there were many people there I didn't know). I mostly hung around Steff and Sarah, and my ex-girlfriend, Lindsay, was there, too. Lindsay kept interrupting Sarah and Steff, and one time when she did it, I backslapped her across the face. She seemed like she was used to that kind of treatment, and instead of being outraged, she just shut up. (Maybe I'll have to remember that technique?) Then some song came on, and someone was doing an announcement, and Steff and Sarah skipped over towards the announcer in time with the song, shoving their way through the throng of people. I went over to the snacksy table to get a drink, and instead of getting a regular sized cup, I got a HUGE one. If it were sitting on the ground, the top would come up to my waist, it was that big. I put some soda in the bottom, and drank some, and then followed some of my friends out of the room. I was walking with Johanna, Sam, and others, and we went to an elevator. There was a weird looking man in the elevator with us, and when we got out of the elevator he made some sort of commotion with some of us, and ended up wrestling with them, kinda. I stopped them, and then explained that he was one of my professors at Calvin.
Later, we were all outside, and someone was calling off names over a loudspeaker system. As your name was called, you were supposed to walk down the street and give an update on your life. One girl, when called, came out and started talking about how she had cancer. Then when she got to the end of the road, she stopped and turned around like she had something else to say, but the announcer called another name, and she seemed disappointed that people no longer cared about her.

Fin.

It's been a long time since I've been able to remember a dream:

Ben Horning was having a dinner party, and I was there early to help set up. I actually spent the night before, I think, so that we'd have plenty of time to set up. That would explain why I was in my boxers when I started helping him with preparations. Heather Young/Spraut was there, sitting at the table next to the fridge. I sat for a bit to talk to her, and it was pleasant, and then the doorbell rang. I got up and said, "I'll get it," but when I got to the door, I realized I was still only in boxers, so I said, "as soon as I'm wearing more than just underwear!" I changed and came back, and Bob buzzard came in, but he was very different. He was tall, blonde, pale, and skinny with no muscle. This is not bob buzzardesque at all. I was confused. But I wasn't confused for long, because there was a....

SCENE CHANGE!

Now I was in an old house with Ben Wright and *i think* armin. Ben was sitting by the front door, which I think was locked, looking like he was going to cry. I kneeled down to talk to him:

"Ben, what day is it?"

*no response*

"Is it Friday the 13th?"

*nod*

"And are we in a haunted house?"

*nod*

"Well, there ya go. There's no safer place to be on Friday the 13th. All the weird stuff happens everywhere else, and a haunted house is the only normal place on Friday the 13th."

He didn't seem convinced. Then his eyes opened wide in terror, and I looked behind me. Armin was there on all fours, growling at us and baring his teeth. The lights flickered, and he jumped to attack us. We ran into the kitchen, and I saw dog bowls on the floor. At that point I knew that there used to be a maniac cannibal who lived in the house, but a man who lived there took care of him and treated him like a dog. I guess the ghost of the cannibal dogman took over Armin. Armin followed us into the kitchen, and now he had some sort of mechanical arm coming off of his back that tapered off in sections; the part on his back was a wide cylinder, but as it arched up over his head and in front of his face, it became smaller and smaller, until the very end just looked kind of like a spring. Armin attached the end of the spring to Ben, who shrank down to a very very small size, and was stuck on the end of the spring. I jumped on Armin's back and grabbed the arm, moving my hands down it's length until I reached the springy end. At that point.... I woke up.