DREAMLOG

August 2006
\ I was getting my baby baptised, but for some reason the service was taking place on this big boat that was rocking back and forth. The reverand was wearing one of those big hats like the pope wears, and his robe and hat were covered in Buffalo Bills "Zubbas" print! It was hideous! And he kept getting calls on his cell phone, and everybody was so annoyed.

\ I was walking through the woods behind my parents' house, and I heard Savatage playing. I followed the sound, and it was coming out of this house in the middle of the woods. There was a party going on, and when I walked inside, I realized I was in the middle of a Nightmare on Elmstreet movie. I was so scared Freddie Kruger was going to kill me, so I struck up a conversation with him about Savatage. I figured that if he knew I loved Sava, he would not kill me. By the end of my dream, it was just me, Freddie, and this other guy that was supposed to be "my love interest" in the movie... but then I woke up before I could find out what happened! LOL! How stupid!

June 2004
\ Jay and I worked in a mall -- I think we owned some kind of store. Some workers showed up to do some painting so we took them through the mall to show them where to paint. When we got there the one guy just stood there staring at me. He would not say anothing or do anything - just stare at me. Jay started yelling at him and eventually got so angry he shoved him. The guy shoved back and they ended up getting into a fight. The guy was kicking the shit out of Jay and I got really scared and was crying. I was worried that Jay would be killed. I grabbed a bag of ice (?) and nailed the guy over the head with it. I think I maybe even nailed both of the painters with the ice. They were both laying on the ground opassed out. We were worried we killed them so we fled. we ran as hard as we could and ended up at my old High School. I told Jay I knew where we could hide and I took him to this small room. It was empty and seemed safe. Then I pointed to a door handle in the wall. He understood; we were to hide in there. But when I pulled it out, it was a "fold out" bathtub!!!!! I was so excited. All these thoughts ran thru my head of us living in this little room with this bathtub. Ha ha. I think we curled up and went to sleep in the bathrub. The next day the police had caught wind we were seen in the school and kicked our door down. They pulled the tub out of the wall and it was empty. We were long gone.

\ I was at a carnival, and there was a gypsy with 2 sons, one of which was Ross, my CEO's son. Both sons had name plates with the their names. Both had the same last name, but spelled differently, and I was going crazy trying to figure out why they weren't spelled the same. I went and found my mom, and then went back to the gypsy stand to get the name plates to them to her show her. On my way there though, I bumped into a tent and heard somebody from inside yelling at me.

April 2004
\ A man was walking towards me, talking towards the ground. I looked to his feet, where I saw a tiny matchbox car moving itself along on the ground. I soon learned that the man was talking to his invisible son, who he could only keep track of by means of the small toy his son pushed along. I followed the man and his boy, and I heard the man tell his son the he was going to grab some snacks, and the boy was to stay put and wait right there for him. The man walked off, and I saw that the toy car once again began to drive itself away. I walked up to the car and stopped it gently with the toe of my shoe. I bent down, and spoke to the thin air where the boy was presumable kneeling. I spoke softly and sweetly, telling the man's son that he ought to turn around and wait for his father. I waited for some sort of response, but soon realized that the matchbox car was motionless on the ground. The boy was gone.

January 2004

\ Jay and I were hiking through a beautiful forest, and I remember knowing I was in the Rocky Mountains. (I have been majorly craving a trip out West lately, so this is not surprising!) We were hiking on a path, heading down a steep incline, and I remember complaining about knowing we would have to hike all the way back up to the top again. When we got to the button of the incline, I looked over the cliff to our left, and about 10 feet down on a ledge, I saw one single enormous boot print. I called out to Jay and made him look down at the print. Suddenly, from down below, we heard somebody singing. The voice was getting louder and louder... somebody was bounding up the cliffside at alarming speed! I moved close to Jay, squeezing his hand, when up over the edge leaped a giant man - the maker of the giant boot print for sure! He didn't see us and began to walk away. Jay and I just kept silent and watched him leave. And then I realized - he was the giant from the movie Big Fish. :-)

August 2003

\ I was in a High School math class with my teacher, Mr. Grundy. We were taking a test, and I was sitting next to my two friends, Amy Z. and Virginia. I had to go to the bathroom, so I left the room. In the hallway, I heard all this crazy singing, so I walked down to see what it was, and discovered this "RAB Gift Shop" and Richard Barna himself was singing at the top of his lungs. (RAB is the company I work at, and Richard is the CEO.) It was a crazy, chaotic gift shop, packed with people and gifts - cheese wheels, toys, and such - all with the RAB logo on them. Richard continued to sing for awhile, and then, before I could get away, I got herded into a RAB meeting. Richard began telling everyone in this jolly, booming "Santa Clause-esque voice that the company will shut down for 2 weeks at the end of July. Everybody was cheering. Quietly, I snuck back out into the hallway. But Richard's voice boomed out after me, "Jaime *hearty laugh* come back!" I yelled back, "I'm in a class," and he yelled back, "Awwww, too bad. OK." It was insane - like a party in that meeting - just like in the gift shop. When I got back to class, I was so excited that I had this new, inside information about RAB closing for 2 weeks. I wanted to tell Amy and Virginia the great news, but we were still taking the math test, and Grundy kept staring at me. Every single time I looked up at him, he was staring. Amy and Virginia were begging me in whispers to tell them, but the staring was freaking me out, and not to mention, the girl to my immediate left was singing opera style at the TOP of her lungs and I couldn't even hear myself think. Amy and Virginia continued whispering, "Come onnnn... tell us!"but I kept telling them to just hang on until Grundy stops staring. I was ready to beat the opera girl over the head with a bat. I couldn't even hear myself think! Then, suddenly, the test was over, and it was too late. I lost my chance to tell them. Grundy was already blabbing on and on now, about the next math assignment. Now I would have to wait until class was over to tell them out in the hall.

\ I had until noon because I had taken a 1/2 day off of work. I wanted to to go the gym. I wanted to shower too, but I had to keep reminding myself that I should shower after the gym, not before. But I still did want to at least shave before the gym. I asked my friend Julie if she had a razer I could borrow. She led me to a locker, unlocked it, and took out this clear bag full of all white toiletries. Inside though, I saw one turquois razer, and I took it out, but she said that no, she was going to lend me a white razer. I went and shaved - only while I was shaving, I was, in fact, using the turquoise razer. I drove to the gym and dug these really old sneakers out from under my seats - this weird slip-on style of sneaker with no laces. After the gym (I probably showered and then) I went not to work, but to a class. I was cradling a baby in my arms, protecting it and cooing to it, only it was no baby - it was really Bugs Bunny and I was keeping him disguised and protecting him. During out class - some kind of Science class with lever and pulleys and such - we got sucked outside of the Earth! My classmates and I were outside the earth, only really close to the edge of the Earth, and "running" (in no gravity - like running in a pool) along some kind of track around the Earth. One of my classmates - this total BITCH - kept screaming at me, trying to grab my baby, and telling me that she knew it was Bugs Bunny and that I was hiding him. I was panicking, sobbing, clutching Bugs to my chest - protecting him and not letting her rip his baby bonnet off to reveal him. After lots of the "pool-style" running, we eventually came upon a train station - we could see it through the edge of the Earth - and we were determined to get back inside. We made out way over and all got sucked back inside the Earth, into this train station. Signs said "New York City" and we were all cheering. My teacher was trying to get all of us classmates under control. The bitch was more frantic than ever, trying to grab Bugs' bonnet and reveal his real identity to the world, and I was still clutching him, protecting him, telling her to leave my baby alone. Finally the teacher, grabbed the girl and dragged her away from me, telling her to leave my baby and I alone, and he made her stand far away from me. The last words I yelled before I woke up, as my teacher was dragging her away, were, "Well, it's not like you WEREN'T being a bitch!!!!"

\ I was in a house of nerdy guys on a farm, all trying to win me over with their nerdy projects. There were 8 horses and 6 dogs on the farm. One of the nerdy guys was showing off to me that the horses could dieve through fenses and do somersaults.

\ Tim, Nathan, and Lance had a metal band, and they were playing live at some party. But then Lance and Nathan went home and it was just Tim playing this awful, ear-shattering guitar solo all by himself... (and when I woke up, it turned out to be that damned locust outide the window, making that awful racket! LOL!)


July 2003

\ I was watching a live-action pac-man commercial (people in pac-man and ghost costumes) which then morphed in a documentary about children cleaning Burger King bathrooms. (???)

\ I was with Jay, his friends Mike & Adam, and Adam's girlfriend Justine at some kind of street fair. We went into an elementary school, and I learned that Justine was going to set off a bomb! I was trying to help this old man walk down the hall of the school - I knew he was the only one who could stop the bomb. I think he was one of my teachers from High School (Mr. Durham?) but he had all these casts on and was walking with crutches. I was trying to help him walk down the hall to the room where the bomb was, but every time Justine came out into the hall, I would shove the old man behind some people so she wouldn't see him, and the poor man would always fall over into a big heap of unraveling bandages and crutches on the floor. I did manage, however, to get him to the bomb room, and there was a big fight scene between Justine & I while the man dismantled the bomb. While Justine and I were kicking each other's asses, the old man was successful in stopping the bomb. And all was well. :-)

\ I was an orphan child, living in a hick town with a poor foster family. I was planning to run away, and most of the dream was me packing my bags and fantasizing about my escape. I planned to escape into this giant corn field nearby, and apparently I was going to live in the corn for awhile. The only thing I can clearly remember packing was this ratty old Muppets towel that was in the bathroom at my parents' house growing up. While I was packing my bags, though, my dad (who looked like my dad in real life) came home and started calling my name. I hadn't left fast enough! Reluctantly, I answered him, and he said he needed my help. He had brought home lots of glass bottles, and he wanted me to lay them out on the lawn (in the dark) and spray them with the hose to clean them off. I told him we should wait until the next morning, when we had some daylight to work with, but he yelled no, and said the dog would sniff them in the dark to see if any of them was a winner. He said the dog would know. (?)

\ I was on a cross-country trip with some kind of team and my best friend was Ivone - this woman who works in the factory at the company I work for. Our team kept going to lots and lots of shoe stores. Ivone & I were complaining to one another that we were totally sick of shoe shopping. But when we got to DSW Shoe Warehouse, we decided to just give in and we started trying on shoes.

\ I discovered that my Grandma was still alive, and she was living in a house with some other women. I was dumbstruck that she was still alive! She seemed really hesitant to let me back into her life. She thought I had just been ignoring her all this time. I kept telling her that I had no idea she was alive - that my mom had lied to me! After lots of begging, she finally decided to let me go shopping with her and her roommates. We went to that cheap-o grocery store, Aldi's, and she bought lots of junk there.

June 2003

\ I was trying to mow my parents' back yard, but I've never driven a riding lawn mower before, and I couldn't figure out how to make the mower slow down. It was going really fast and I could barely control it. I started yelling for my dad to come show me how to slow it down. When I got down near the big tree by the pond, I managed to stop the mower and get off of it. I started trying to to pullups on the tree, but I couldn't even do 1 pullup. The mower was completely forgotten, and my dad was trying to figure out why I couldn't do even 1 pullup. He just couldn't understand it. He kept trying to figure out what I was doing wrong. He couldn't get it through his head that maybe I just simply wasn't strong enough.

\ I was back at Ithaca College, only it was completely different and set in NYC. I spent a large portion of the dream trying to find the swimming pool, so I could join the swim club. I was stuck in lots of NYC traffic though, and it took me a really long time to park my car. Then I had to take an elevator up like 80 stories to get to the swimming pool, and when I finally got there, I think I was too late to join or something. Meanwhile, I was living in a dorm room with 3 other girls + 1 older man who was some sort of "rector." Except, out "rector" was going to be leaving soon, and a new man - a priest - was going to be moving in. He was really anxious to move in, and he kept telling me that he couldn't wait until he had a chance to sit down with me and figure out what was causing me not to believe in God. He was excited about converting me to Christianity, and was certain he could do it. The man made me really incomfortable and I was dreading him coming to live with us, so I moved out of the room and into a single room in a different dorm. I ended up living in a single room next to a girl named Hilary who I want to college with, and the dream ended with my standing in the doorway of my new room with my door open, blasting Pigface ("Can I have a taste of your ice-cream?") I think that the NYC part of my dream was definitely inspired by me eating dinner right across the river from Manhatten last night. And the dorm set-up was probably inspired by my brother. His dorms at Notre Dame had rectors - not living IN their rooms - but living in the dorms. And next fall at Columbia, he will be living with 3 other people.

\ My friends from college and I were hanging out. My ex-boyfriend Dan took off his backpack, and out crawled his new girlfriend Kym, who had been curled up sleeping in there the whole time. In the dream, she looked completely different than she looks in real life. In my dream, she was really average height with wavy brown hair. In real life, she is tiny with black hair. Anyways, we all ended up going to a pizzaria. The guy in the pizzaria opened this door for us, and it looked out over this giant warehouse full of wicker furniture without cushions. He told us we could take something, so I went down the stairs into the warehouse and took a handful of colorful plastic spoons. (?) I went to put them inside Dan's backpack, and out came this tiny, black kitten, sleepy-eyed and stretching. Of course, I was totally in love with the little kitten, and was playing with it. And I was afraid to put my spoons into the backpack, because I didn't want them to hurt the kitten after it crawled back in there.

\ I was walking down the street, swinging a bag of giant marshmallows in my hand, when I realized I was passing by my parents' house. My parents had apparently moved, but their new house looked just like the old one, only blue, and cheaper looking. I decided to leave the marshmallows at my parents' house, so I threw them towards their yard, only I didn't throw far enough and they landed in the middle of the street. I looked across the street and saw a gang of punk-ass kids hanging out, and I knew if I left the marshmallows laying there in the street, they would steal them. So I walked over, picked up the marshmallows, and threw them once again toward my parents' lawn. Once again, I didn't throw far enough and they landed in the street. The kids were all watching me. There was no way I was going to let them have my marshmallows! So this time I walked over to the bag in the street, picked it up, and stuffed it into my parents' mailbox. I felt victorious. Now if they stole them, they'd be tampering with the mail and breaking the law. Mwuahahaha.

\ Jay and I were at a goth club, only the whole dance floor had a Hawaiian theme - everybody was wearing grass skirts and leis. We were a little ways away from the dance floor though, at a big, dark counter that sold video games. We were waiting for someone to get us a copy of some racing game - "something-or-other-500" - I can't remember the title. Some guy at the counter was trying to talk to us about how awesome the game was.


May 2003

\ I was at my parents' house, and my 3rd Cousin Noelle gave me a giant blue & purple blowup star, rounded on the edges just like Ivan's (Nathan's roommate's) tattoos. At some point, I manage to misplace my gift, and frantically search for it. Finally, I remember leaving it in the garage, leaned up against my mom's car. But when I get out there, I find it popped & deflated, hanging from a nail on the wall.

\ I was out to lunch with my boss, Terri. When her food came, it was a giant conch shell stuffed with crab meat, with an octopus wrapped around it. I couldn't believe that's what she had ordered. Excusing myself, I headed out to the car to get my camera, so I could take a picture of her food. On the way to the car, I walked by an orphanage. All the children were really happy, smiling and waving at me. I don't think I ever went back to the restaurant.

\ I was driving around Marilla (my home town) with my friend Sue (who is also from Marilla) and I knew that we were lovers. There was no sexual activity whatsoever though, we were just driving around in an old car together.


April 2003

\ I was in the front yard of my parents' house in Buffalo. I was with 2 girls I work with - Cindy & Bridget - and we were in the middle of a terrible storm - severe winds, thunder, and rain. Cindy was holding a baby plant that had been uprooted from the storm, and she was panicking - trying to get it back into the ground. Without digging a hole or anything, she just kept trying to shove the plant back into the ground, and Bridget kept yelling at her - "Cindy wait a minute! Let's dig a hole! You're going to hurt it! Calm down." But Cindy wasn't listening. She just kept trying to shove the plant into the dirt, and Bridget kept telling her to stop. Eventually though, despite their fighting, they got the plant into the ground, and they even had a little blue tarp around it, to protect it from the storm. It looked pretty beat up, but we were all pretty sure it would be OK. Everybody was relieved. Jay came out of the house and watered the little plant with some spring water, and then I woke up.

\ My mom & I were in a car, on our way to somewhere (Chicago?) and we made a pit stop at this old scary house - maybe I had to pee or something. The old woman inside was really creepy - she made me think of a witch. She kept offering me cookies and cakes, but I had a feeling they were poisoned. I didn't trust her. On my way out of the house, I saw that the front steps were covered with baked goods for trick-or-treaters. Was she trying to poison everybody? Later on that day, we went back because I had left something at the house. We went through the house very quietly and I found what I needed, but one of us accidentally made a small noise - probably my clumsy mom! :) - and woke the woman's little girl (granddaughter?) up. The old woman chased us and we had to run SO FAST all the way down the giant front lawn. I was screaming at my mom, "RUN! RUN! HURRY, SHE'S GOING TO KILL US!" We reached our car (a white car) but for some reason my mom's keys were in the trunk (?) so she had to pop the trunk (but how did she do that without the keys?) and it was taking SO long and the mean old woman was almost to the car! I was so scared, but we made it into the car and tore off just in time. The old woman jumped into her pickup truck and we could see her in the rearview mirror, trying to catch up with us, but my mom & I just laughed. We were so relieved; we had made it! I said to my mom, "Fine, let her follow us. She'll have to drive all the way to Chicago." The whole dream was weird - like we were in a movie, but finding out the story as we went along...

\ I noticed a woman trying to decide which cereal container to use. She said she was taking a trip with her son. Her containers were all like baskets with cereal logos on them. She had a whole bunch of them - Special K, Golden Grahams, Cheerios, Cinnamon Toast Crunch, etc. I wanted to recommend Life to her, but she didn't have a Life basket, and it seemed stupid to recommend on she didn't have a basket for, when she already had so many. So, I recommend Special K to her.

\ I was in a big goth club and a dance contest was being held. I performed to a slower song, and got a great reaction from the crowd. I was very happy with how everything went. Even the club owner (the guy from Clyde's ice-cream??) told me I was really good, and he asked me if I'd do another number. He even recommended a song for me. I had never heard of the song, but I said I'd do it. I felt so cool. Haha. But my performance to the new song went really poorly. It was a faster song and I felt really stupid. After a few moments of trying, I hit the stop button on the CD player, and I told the audience, "I'm sorry, but I hate this song. I just can't do this." One kid said, "Yeah it was kinda boring." On the way out of the club, I apologized to the owner, and he told me it was fine, and said that not all songs can work for everyone.


March 2003

\ I was Monica from Dark Cloud 2, but instead of traveling with Max, I was raveling with George Costanza from Seinfeld. George was really clumsy and unreliable. He kept leaving his sword behind, and I kept lecturing him about how important it was for him to take good care of his sword.

\ My eye was fucked up - both were all red, but the one was rolled back and I couldn't get it to come back down and look normal. I was putting drops in it and rubbing it, trying to get it back down, but had no luck. I remember it looked like a white mushroom was stuck into my eye socket. I was in my apartment with Bridget (one of my coworkers) and my mom. My 2 neighbors were Karen (who *is* my real neighbor) and Karen (a woman I used to work with.) I heard Karen #2 out in the hall, and I poked my head out to say hi. I was happy to see her because I hadn't seen her in awhile. She made a shushing sound and told me to be quiet. I learned that both of my neighbors were getting free rent. I felt ripped-off, and I remembered my landlord's wife telling something bad abut my car "being gay," and she mocked out a toy I had, which was a book full of rice-a-roni. Bridget and my mom were telling me not to listen.

\ I was in a giant house having a party with lots of friends - some from HS, some from college. My Aunt Diane (quite a conservative woman, mind you!) stopped by and was passing out these homemade poetry books she had made. Everybody was going WILD over these books. I took at look at one, and interspersed among the beautiful poetry were a handful of really hard-core porn stories... about ME! They were REALLY disgusting... things like "Anal Jaime and the Cum Guzzling Teens." Needless to say, I was not bothered at all by this, and I was running all over the house looking for my aunt, because I wanted a copy. I finally found her out by her car - she was just about to leave. I asked her for a copy, and she gave me this really big smile and threw one to me. All happy, I went back inside to read it. (I think I might know what inspired this. I am making a poetry site for a woman I used to work with. And when I did a search for her name on Google, I found out she's written lots of erotica stories!)


January 2003

\ I was sitting at my desk at work, preparing for a singing audition that was apparently taking place in Terri (my boss)'s office. I had a big folder full of sheet music, and I studying all of the notes. I was humming all the melodies to myself, trying to decide which one to sing. (This dream might have been inspired by Dual Hearts, the PS2 game I've been playing all week. Last night I was running around in "Chiffon's Dream," where you have to jump around on musical blocks, collect music notes, and the monsters are all evil musical instruments. Haha!)

\ It was summertime, and I was in Boston with my parents & Jay. I tried calling my friend Dan (who lives there) to see if he wanted to meet up with us, but he wasn't answering his phone. Around lunchtime, I made it to Dan's apt, and he had just woken up. He looked really tired and he said he had a lot of shit to do, so he didn't want to hang out. Later on, we ran into Dan's girlfriend, Kym, and she walked around with us for awhile. There was one really strange scene where I dropped my cell phone into a toilet that I had just peed in. I didn't want to reach into the dirty toilet, and for some reason, I thought that if I flushed the toilet, all the gross pee & toilet paper would go down and the cell phone would stay sitting there so I could grab it. Of course, when I flushed, down went the phone. I asked the store manager if there was any way of retrieving my phone, but he said there wasn't. I knew my mom & Kym both had phones though, and I didn't need to call anyone else in Boston anyways, so I didn't really care.

\ I was wearing the ring my Aunt Sue gave me for Christmas (it's a skinny gold band w/silver wrapped all around it). A girl saw my ring and exclaimed, "It's one of the rings of power!" She took it off my finger, and then took a ring off her own finger, and held both rings up to compare them. She was all excited that she now had 2 of the "rings of power" in her possession. I remember that her ring was huge - I could have worn it as a bracelet. She was so excited, that I just let her keep my ring. I obviously didn't believe her. (This cheesey dream was almost definitely inspired by Lord of the Rings. Hahaha!)

\ I was walking through my company, taking photos of employees for use in our new catalog. I looked into an office and saw a women who's photo I still needed, so I walked in, and guess who was in there with her? Britney Spears... and she was pregnant! Haha. Britney was wearing a nice blouse, tucked into pants. She had such an incredibly tiny waist, and looked very thin, except for her pregnant belly. I took a few photos of the woman I work with, but none of them turned out very good because she kept moving around. I asked her if I could sit in and watch. A man I work with, Vinny, was also in there. The woman and Vinny took seats, and I stood in the back. It almost looked like a little music room, with lots of chairs and a piano and a chalkboard. Britney began to perform, and she sounded awful! She was sitting, in her boring corporate-like clothes, and was singing "When you wish upon a star." Her voice was weak, airy, and kept cracking. The woman I worked with began to cry. There were photos of Britney on her desk - in frames - maybe like a portfolio? It was almost like she is applying for a job (or gig?) at my company?

\ Jay's parents were visiting us, and for some reason, Jay's sister Linda and her husband lived nearby. Jay's mom said that she definitely wanted to see the new area her daughter was living in, and I told her that we could absolutely go see it. I asked her if she knew Linda's address, but she said no, and that she didn't mean to stop by and bother them; she just wanted to see the area they lived in. I found this rather strange, and I told her I was sure Linda would love to have us all stop by. I insisted we go look for her house. So we all got into my car, Jay's parents in the back. And I don't know why, but I began driving like a maniac!! I was completely lost, but that didn't stop me from flooring it at about 120 miles an hour down the icy, backwoods roads. I was taking the turns at least 80, doing 360s on the ice at every intersection, ramming into snowbanks twice as tall as our car, and doing illegal u-turns like there was no tomorrow. For the first few minutes, I could hear gasps of fear coming out of Jay's parents' mouths in the back seat. But then they turned silent, as they sat back there huddling, shivering in their utter horror of my wrecklessness.

\ I was getting married (scary!) in a church (double scary!) and just before the ceremony started, I began walking backwards up the aisle, rapping at the top of my lungs. Everybody in the pews started laughing, clapping, jumping, dancing, and pumping thier fists in the air, cheering me on. When I finally reached the back of the church, the audience quieted down, and everyone started scrambling to get in place for the procession. The music started, and people started walking up the aisle, but nobody was in place. People were running after other people and shouting. Nobody knew what to do. It was a mess. The only person in the correct place was my dad. He stood at my side quietly, patiently, waiting for his signal to walk.

\ I was putting on my make-up, and when I smiled at myself in the mirror, I realised that my lower-left front tooth was gone! There was no blood, no pain... the tooth was just GONE. I started panicking, and I dropped to the floor, searching for my tooth. Amazingly, I found it, and I stuffed it into my mouth, in the pocket behind my lower lip, so I wouldn't lose it. (?) I called a dental clinic, and asked them if they would be able to save my tooth. They told me to come over immediately, and that they closed at 5:00. I left to go to the clinic, but I was moving incredibly slow and I kept stopping to hang out with people. There were long periods of time when I was just standing on the street talking to people, ignoring the quickly passing time, and ignoring the tooth I was carrying around in my mouth. I had no car, and didn't know which bus to take. Everything seemed like a enormous hassel. Sometimes I would take the tooth out of my mouth and show it to people, and they would tell me to hurry to the clinic before it was too late. But I just ignored everyone and continued to hang out. Because of all my procrastinating, 5:00 rolled around and I never made it there on time.


November 2002

\ My mom, dad, brother and I were walking through Halloweentown, from the Nitemare Before Xmas, on our way to a band concert I was invited to play my flute in. As we were walking to the concert, my mom tapped on my arm and said, "Look Jaime, that was Jack Skellington that just walked past us. Do you want to go say hi?" I told her that I would just wait, and meet him at the concert. When we got there, I went and took my seat in the front row of the band - the flute row. The seats were too close together and I was completely cramped. Also, none of the flute seats had stands, so I had to reach back to the clarinet row and steal a stand. Strangely, it turned out that my stand partner was my friend Virginia from High School, who also played the flute. I noticed that nobody was sitting in the first flute chair, and wondered if we could just move that chair out of the way so we could space ours out and have more room, but then the concert began. Shortly after we began playing, my cell phone rang and I walked off-stage to answer it. I sat and chatted with somebody, and my parents looked mad in the audience because I was on my phone instead of playing in the concert.

\ My friends from college and I met up in Ithaca, only we met way out of town, and were trudging through the woods, up on a hill behind Cornell University. We were far away from any of the restaurants and shops in town, and I asked why we decided to meet in the middle of nowhere. Somebody told me that we were looking for a bonfire. We continued walking, and within moments, we came upon an enourmous bonfire, with a giant dead tree sitting upright in the middle of it. The tree blazed madly in the darkness, and I stared at it, wondering how it got there.


September 2002

\ My 3rd Cousin Noelle and I were strolling around this gigantic, beautiful lawn. It was filled with trees and flowers and surrounded by a fence. The day was sunny and warm. We were both on our cell phones, on a 3-way call with somebody, but I don't know who. Every couple of steps, Noelle would pose and I would run over and have my digital camera take timer shots of us. I remember vividly seeing the photos of us through the view-finder even though I coudln't have been taking them, since I was *in* them. All of the photos were perfect: the backgrounds and our clothes were bright and colorful and were were always smiling. There was one photo I took where I could only see Noelle through the view-finder, and not me, but somebody was peeking out from behind Noelle. It was her husband, Christopher, but I don't remember him being with us as we were walking, so I don't know where he even came from! After our long stroll around the lawn, talking to somebody on our phones and taking photos, we eventually met up with my mom, her friend Joyce, Joyce's kids, Jay, and some other people. I only remember seeing 2/3 of Joyce's 3 kids, but I think that the 3rd one was implied to be there and I just didn't see him. Noelle and I were off of our phones at that point, but I continued taking photos. I remember vividly seeing every photo that was taken. One was of 2 of Joyce's kids, Maria & Darren, jumping off of a deck of some sort, and I got a photo of them in mid-air as they jumped. They were both much much younger in my dream than they are today, in real life - maybe because that is how I remember them best. My mom was annoying me because every time I took a photo of Joyce's kids, she would say to Joyce, "You can have a copy of that one!" and I would say, "Mom! Let's wait and see if they even turn out first," even though I could see through the view-finder that they were all turning out perfect.


August 2002

\ I was walking through New York City, on my way to a job interview. The weather was beautiful and I was walking slowly, taking in everything around me. I had left early and had plenty of time to spare. I was wearing a white cardigan sweater and I was very free-spirited and happy. My mind was perfectly clear and free of any stress. Eventually I reached the bus station, and went inside the store there to buy a bottle of water. Inside the store, my cell phone rang, and for some reason I was carrying it inside my shoe. It was my friend from High School, Sara. I told her I was about to catch a bus, and that I would call her later. Just as I was hanging up the phone, I heard somebody knocking on the window next to me. Another friend from High School, Aubrey, was outside knocking on the window and waving her arms in the air, trying to get my attention. I made a motion to her that I was busy and about to catch a bus. She pouted and slowly sulked away. I walked outside, just in time to see the bus I needed to take pulling away. Frustrated, I walked back inside, and asked the cashier how ofted the buses came. He told me that they came often, so I went back outside to wait for the next one. In the distance, I saw Aubrey sulking away and I called out to her. She turned around, and we walked toward each other. As we got close, she asked me how I lost so much weight and I said, "Weight Watchers, my friend." She began to ramble on and on about all of her problems, but I wasn't even listening. I cut her off and told her I had to go over to wait for my bus. She turned and, once again, sulked away. As I was sitting on the curb waiting for the bus, a bright yellow taxi cab pulled up. Out stepped my mom and she held out a giant plastic ziplock bag, asking me if I wanted to her to take any of my paperwork home so I wouldn't lose it. Annoyed, I yelled at her and told her to stop worrying, but I did give her some papers and we both laughed and laughed.

\ I was at Boscov's, standing in a long line at the perfume counter. (and I never buy perfume!) The lady in front of me was buying a raspberry perfume, and hearing her & the saleswoman talking about it made me curious to smell it. The line was crowded and long. Everyone seemed to be buying multiple men's & women's colognes, like maybe it was shortly before Christmas. When it finally came to be my turn, the saleswoman suddenly got a really sour attitude and did not want to assist me. She slumped back in her chair and told me to walk over to Macy's. She told me that they had a better selection of perfumes anyways. A little annoyed, I went outside & headed toward Macy's across the mall's parking lot. I walked through a crowd of rowdy looking guys, and one of them gave me a look that sent a chill up my spine. He was incredibly trashy looking, large build, early 20's, with neon yellow hair, a yellow shirt, and yellow sweatpants, hiked up to below his knees. I kept walking. As I neared Macy's, there were some more people along the sidewalk, and I saw the yellow man again, watching me. I became very uncomfortable and headed away from the mall, towards a cafe in town. It was a strange looking cafe - when you walked in, there was a large wooden stairway directly in front of you, but it was filled with booths. I climbed a few booths up, sat down, and called Jay on my cell phone. I said I was scared and told him to come pick me up. Just then, the yellow man came into the cafe and I ducked under my booth. He did not see me and went back outside. I watched as he rounded the corner and disappeared. I snuck back outside and began walking quickly back towards the mall where my car was. After about 100 feet, I turned around and gasped - he was following me. I screamed and began to run. He chased me through the street. I ducked into the back of a small restaurant and a woman inside quickly helped me to hide. We set up a trap, so I could pull a string and rattle some stuff on the other side of the room, so he would think I was over there. The room was dark. Within minutes, the yellow man came inside. I pulled the string, and, as planned he dove at the noise, falling for my trick. Quietly, I snuck outside without him seeing me. It had also become dark outside. Free, I ran into to darkness, and then I woke up.


June 2002

\ I was at a Cure concert with Jay. During the show I was writing a love letter to somebody. One side was my 1st attempt at the letter - it said "I love you" in huge letter with lots of lipstick kisses all around it. And the other side, I started again, and was writing about the Peter Murphy concert I had seen the week before. Robert Smith of The Cure saw me writing this letter and tried grabbing it from me, but I fought and fought, and eventually stuffed it down my pants so he wouldn't get it. I was very embarrassed. For a few days, he stalked me trying to get the letter. Finally I just gave it to him and he ended up printing the side with the lipstick kisses in the liner notes of the next Cure album.

\ My brother Jason and I were young (maybe in middle school) and still living at my parents' house. We decided to go to the store and buy a soft ice-cream machine. And even though I know that these machines take big jugs of liquid ice-cream, we decided to buy gallons and gallons of hard ice-cream. We took this all home, and then dished all the hard ice-cream into this shopping cart. We had an entire shopping cart packed with hard ice-cream! I remember Jason wheeled it outside to show our neighbor Todd, who was still just a little kid himself at the time. I was yelling at him to bring the ice-cream back inside, before it all melted. And then the dream ended with Jason laying in bed, with a cheese pizza on his chest and he was shoving a piece into his mouth. I was leaving for school, and for some reason he didn't have to go. As I was leaving, I was yelling at him that when I got home from school, there had better be some pizza left for me.

February 2002

\ I lived in a small apartment, and I was in the middle of some situation with Jay and my brother where we are all wearing Halloween costumes. There was also this old lady that I kept spraying with a water bottle. Every time I sprayed her, she would go crazy, and I kept see the stream of water going through the air in slow motion at her face. The apartment was pitch black and I went to feel for a light switch on the wall. I reached for a wall, but screamed when I touched it. I couldn't figure out what was all over the wall. I finally flipped on a light and it turned out that all the walls in the apartment were complete coated with dead bees.

January 2002

\ Jay and I had just moved into a new town, and every day, Cindy Crawford would come over and beg Jay to go to Burger King with her. She would always act all slutty and pretend I wasn't even there. And of course Jay never refused because he's a Burger King-aholic. But after several days of this, I was really fed up and I kicked Cindy Crawford's ass. :)

\ Jay and I were hanging out with his Grammie, but for some reason she was only like 4 feet tall, and she was hopping around in this giant sack of oranges. I thought she was super cute, and we all kept laughing, but at the same time I felt bad for her.

December 2001

\ My online friend Jacy and I were with a bunch of other people, and we were on some Scooby Doo type of adventure. We had to keep going down this big slide into an underground cave - and sliding down it made you lose your stomach, like going down one of those really steep water slides. After our adventuring, we were laying in beach chairs next to a swimming pool. One of Jacy's friends had a giant plastic ziplock bag full of wet hair ties, and as she was pouring all the water out of the bag, the water was turning into really cute Japanese pop music.

\ I called my new boss, Terri, and had something really important to tell her, only I don't remember what it was. All I remember is that the whole time we were talking, I was pouring all of these different kinds of soda into one 2-liter bottle, and as I poured each type in, it turned into a really thick blob. After I was done, the 2-liter was full of all different colored soda blobs - it almost looked like a really colorful lava lamp.

November 2001

\ It was nighttime, and Jay and I were flying around the apartment complex. He was the one actually flying, and I was just hanging onto him - either riding on his back or hanging underneath him. I knew that I had some flying powers, and if I accidentally let go, I could easily glide down to the ground. But Jay's flying powers were much greater, and he could carry us both swiftly around the complex, soaring like birds. I think this dream was possibly inspired from watching a Koala special on Animal Planet earlier that evening. The show was mostly based on one female koala bear, and her baby was always hanging onto her - either riding on her back or clinging to the front of her.

\ I had an entire dream based around Jay's sister, Linda, who in real life, I haven't even met. In my dream, Linda almost resembled a goddess. I kept noticing how beautiful her hair was - long, thick, and blonde, and she had the most perfect smile. I was doing everything I could to impress her. I admired everything about her. I remember looking around in her bedroom, in awe of all her possessions (which makes no sense because at Jay's parents' house, Linda's room has nothing in it but furniture and some dolls.) I even remember looking on her bedroom door and seeing a printout with her AOL Instant Messenger Name on it (which also makes no sense because I don't think she even has AIM.) In the dream, Linda also worked in some kind of store, and we kept going to the store to visit her. Because I've never actually met Linda, I think I based her looks mostly just on photos I've seen of her, and I think I based her actions mostly on a girl Jay works with, Ann Marie. In real life, Ann Marie seems really cool and whenever I see her at Walden Books, it makes me yearn to have girl friends to hang out with here in NJ. I think this was kind of like an anxiety dream about not having any girlfriends, and since I barely even know any girls, my brain decided to mix together Jay's sister and the girl he works with. That's just a theory of course... but who knows?

\ I drove to my ex-boyfriend Dan's house for Thanksgiving and I was greeted coldly by his parents in the garage. His parents hated me and all throughout the dream, I just kept screwing everything up. I realized I had left my contact lenses home, and I called my parents because I wanted to know if using generic contacts from a store (?) would work, or if they could maybe mail me my contacts from home (I was apparently going to be staying at Dan's for several days). My parents kept calling me back right as we were sitting down for dinner, and Dan's parents were angry with me because dinner kept getting interrupted. After we began eating, I kept accidentally spilling and dropping everything, making a complete mess. Everyone was really awkward throughout the whole meal, and Dan's parents kept saying really mean, sarcastic things to me. I tried helping them clear the table, but just kept dropping the plates of food onto the floor. After dinner, we went to hang out with Dan's friends, and apparently he was dating this girl Lindsay who I knew from our little goth club in Ithaca (In real life, don't think Dan ever even met her). Also, for some reason, Dan had this really crazy costume on for the holiday and I remember one of his friends said, "I've seen Dan in a beard before, but this is ridiculous."

\ I was back at college, and I was doing a group project for one of my classes. My group had to get into the Park School (the Communications building) after-hours to finish a project. In my dream, there was some way you could get into the building after-hours, as long as you had a "guide" with you. I was really nervous, because I no longer had a "Park card," and I was worried the guide would realize mine was fake. But the guide turned out to be this kid Brian who was in a band called Impasse. He was really cool and he didn't care that I had a fake Park card. When we were inside the building, Park was almost like a mix between Park and Telcordia. (That kind of makes sense, because since I was laid off, I no longer have access to get into Telcordia). Anyway, my project team and I were all in this printing room getting out project put together when suddenly I felt like somebody bad was coming. I ran across the hall into a kitchen (it looked like a Home Ec. room from high school), and I hid underneath the sink in a dark cupboard. Only moments later, someone opened the cupboard door and prompted me to come out. I don't remember who it was, but she said it was OK I was in the building. Then we all sat down at this long table and at this enormous dinner of pastas and vegetables.

October 2001

\ Sara (my friend from high school), Kenny (her boyfriend), Jay, and I were all living together in this giant hotel room. I have no idea where we were geographically. I think maybe we were there for some kind of class or something. The only part of the dream I really remember was us trying to take lots of photos of ourselves. We had this on-running joke about taking photos with school busses in the background. I remember one night Sara and Kenny snuck off while Jay and I were sleeping and got all these great timer-shots of them in front of busses. The next morning, we were all excitedly looking at them. Later that day, they took Jay and I to the area where all the busses were. Sara and Kenny began posing in front of the busses, making goofy faces and posing for me. I was watching them through the viewfinder of the camera, and just as I was about to take their picture, my alarm went off and I woke up.

\ A young girl was rollarblading around my apartment complex. She looked very "goody-two-shoes" with her curly blond hair and pretty face - kinda like the Sunbeam Bread Girl. (Actually she also kinda looked like that Jon Benet girl that got murdered) Anyways... apparently this girl was a professional rollarblader and was practicing for some competition. Another girl and I were following her, also rollarblading. For some reason, we were trying to catch up with her so we could push her over. Much to our dismay though - we were horrible rollarbladers - tripping and stumbling over ever stone, twig, and crack in the pavement. The girl and I were also always skating directly side-by-side - almost like we were tied together or Siamese Twins. I remember in the dream, the girl skating with me's name was Danielle. This whole dream was quite bizarre - I don't know any Danielle's and I don't know why I would want to knock over a little blonde girl on rollarblades.

\ I was having this action/adventure dream where I was a member of The Simpsons, most of which I don't remember. The last thing I remember from it was that we were lining all the stairs of this giant house with raw spaghetti noodles. Then my dream was interrupted by a someone pounding on a door. I ran downstairs (now I was at my parents' house) and ran over to the sliding-glass door in the kitchen. A girl I went to High School with (she wasn't even a close friend of mine in HS, just a random girl that I was friends with when I was younger) was standing at the door, shivering and sobbing. I invited her in and she blurted out, "I want to have an abortion... Please help me. There is smoke pouring out of my body!" I then realised my brother was also standing in the kitchen, and he was completely mortified by this scene, so I took the girl outside onto the patio. There, I found all of her friends partying next to their van, drinking beer and cranking music. I took the girl's hand and we went to a quieter area where there was a picnic table. The area looked kind of like a town park about 10 miles from my parents' house. We sat on the picnic table and I tried to calm her down. I asked her if she wanted the baby and she said no. I told her that if she didn't want the baby, and wouldn't be able to love it, then she should have an abortion. After a few moments of silence, I said, "Is there really smoke coming out of you?" and she just sat there hugging her knees and rocking, sobbing and nodding her head.

\ Jay and I were at a small, dark, two-story dance club. It was very decorative and everybody was wearing these really outstanding costumes. The scene was almost like a combination of Mardi Gras, a masquerade ball, and a goth/industrial dance club. The most vivid part of the dream was definitely the costumes. They were just so extravagent and colorful, with masks, hats, scarfs, and sequins. I remember that the two floors of the club were connected by a small ladder - the upstairs was kinda like a little loft. And whenever I came down the ladder, there was always a bunch of people at the bottom, all laughing and dancing and helping me down. Everyone was incredibly cool and I spent a lot of time just dancing and chilling with everyone. The music was loud and I was having a great time. Eventually I decided to leave and I couldn't find Jay anywhere. I went outside and I finally found him sitting on a step, drinking a mug of beer. The outside of the dance club was a giant parking lot surrounded by stores, almost like it was in some kind of mini-mall. I looked up about the dance club and there was a really tall pole with a sign on top that said The Gatz. After Jay and I sat on the step and talked for a little while, he told me that he had parked in "the stupid parking lot." He pointed up this really steep driveway that led into a tiny closed-in parking lot. We walked up the driveway and some asshole had parked right in the entrance so nobody could get their car in or out. I told Jay I would put the car into neutral and carefully let the car roll backwards down the hill while I steered and breaked. Some other guys up there were also pissed that they couldn't get their car out, so they offered to help us. And then my alarm clock went off and I woke up.

September 2001

\ Impulsively, I bought plane tickets for my (online) friend Jacy and I to fly to Chicago to visit my friend Tim. The whole dream was very surreal. There was a long part of it where were were just sitting in plastic lawn chairs outside of a convenient store, completely chilled out, talking and laughing. Once, Tim went inside to get a soda, and he was chatting with the cashier in the store. Somebody outside yelled in and asked what time the store closed. Almost in slow motion, there was this sequence where Tim asked the cashier what time the store closed, the cashier handed him a marker, Tim came out and gave the marker to Jacy, and then she wrote the time on a dry-erase board that was handing on the front of the store. It was a really bizarre time for a store to close - something like 8:10. There were other parts of the dream where we were walking through the city (Chicago) and Jacy was riding on Tim's shoulders. We never seemed to stop laughing; it was like the three of us were the best friends in the world. Tim had a black hat on with a maroon ribbon around it, and at one point, I pulled a maroon flower out of my pocket and put it in Jacy's hair. It was so cute because she was riding around on his shoulders and her flower matched his hat. I don't remember anything we talked about or any specific places we walked to, but I just remember we were all incredibly happy. There was one eerie point where I looked up at a tall tower in the city and briefly thought about the Trade Center bombing. I stared at it for a moment, shuddered, and then ran to catch up with Tim and Jacy. After our fun day, I realized I hadn't bought us plane tickets home yet. Tim couldn't believe that I forgot to get them. And the dream ended with me wondering if it was too late to buy us tickets so that I'd be home in time the next day for work. I made some joke about freezing time so that we could just hang out in Chicago forever. And everyone laughed.

\ I arrived at a movie really late - everybody else was already seated. It was extremely dark and I knew I wouldn't be able to find the people I was with, so I went hunting for a seat alone. The theatre was really more like an huge indoor baseball stadium, with seats in the shape of "U" (kinda of like how a band would sit) and balconies. I finally found a seat in the front row on the side (just like where I would have sat as a flutist in a band) and I had to crane my neck in a really uncomfortable position to see the screen. After a few moments I got frustrated and went outside to wait for the movie to end. When it finally ended, I finally met up with three people - my ex-boyfriend Dan, my friend Sue, and another guy I don't remember. I began digging for my keys and I couldn't find them. My three friends were upset because I was their ride home. I decided that they must have fallen out when I had sat down, so I ran back inside and back to my seat in the front row. A janitor was sweeping and I asked him if he had seen a pair of Volkswagon keys. Real creepy-like, he reached into his pocket and handed them to me. I ran back outside, met up with my friends, and then the four of us went to a Convenient store nearby. Inside the store, we had salt in our hands, and we were having a contest to see who could keep the salt in their mouths the longest. The fourth guy with us (whom I don't remember) was the one orchestrating this contest. I don't remember how long I held it in my mouth, but I remember that Sue began laughing almost immediately after she put her salt in, and she spit it all over the place. Dan held it in his mouth for an insanely long time, but for some reason, nobody had seen him actually do it, even though we all knew he did. We disqualified him from the contest, he got really mad, and then we all began arguing.

\ One of my coworkers, Roni, who works out in IL, had created an "online clique" for our professional eCommerce site, 800teachme.com. I was trying to nicely explain to her that cliques are typically for teenage girls with personal webpages, but she wouldn't listen to me. She showed me her clique, and it was all about dentistry. There were little animated dancing teeth at the bottom, with the word "Cutie" all over the place. This was definitely some crazy dream where I was mixing up my professional websites with both my personal sites and my dental problems...

\ A friend and I were reminiscing back to when we were kids, and we were comparing all the different lighstwitches that had been in our houses growing up. Only I wasn't remembering my parents' house, but instead this giant mansion with dozens of hallways and rooms. Each floor had several lightswitches, each operating different chandelier lights, ceiling fans, fake candles along the walls, etc. I remember being especially fascinated by the deep red lights over a giant mirror in the one hallway. As I walked around playing with each switch, I was narrating about it to my friend, remembering some childhood memory that wasn't even mine.

April 2001

\ I was working in a K-Mart-type-of-store as a cashier in one of the express checkout aisles. These two older women came through my lane and wanted two tall glasses of chocolate milk. Later on I went and grabbed their dirty glasses from the counter (although they were both mostly still full) and I put them under another cashier's register because I didn't want to have to do their dishes. I decided that I wanted cappuccino, so I started walking through the store, looking for a cappuccino maker to buy. I wanted to buy one and then keep in under my register and make cappuccino while I was working. But I couldn't find one anywhere. Then another girl that I worked with came up to me and begged me to come look at something. I went outside with her and she showed me this gauge in a tree branch that she had accidentally made. She was all paranoid that she was going to get fired. This tree was enormous, and I have no idea if it was for sale or just in the ground or what. But she was really scared. I assured her that it would be OK. To get back inside the store, we had to walk around this enormous patch of golden rod (which I am really allergic to) and the weird part about the golden rod was that I know I have been there before in another dream. Or else in this dream, I just had a memory of being there before. So I told the girl I worked with about how I had been here before and that we had walked through the flowers and I had started sneezing like crazy. She understood and we walked around the flowers to get back inside.

March 2001

\ I was driving to Chicago to see Tim and after about an hour, I called him on my cellphone to tell him I was on my way. When he answered, he sounded absolutely awful. It turned out he was really sick and wanted me to turn around and go home. I was really flustered and I ended up running a red light. A cop started chasing me and I told Tim I had to go. I remember I had to drive for awhile with the cop chasing me because there was nowhere good to pull off the road. There were all these ramps and turns that I had to drive on. Finally there was a big area to pull off. I was talking to the officer in this really quiet voice, explaining to him that my friend was sick and when I heard him over the phone I got all flustered. He was really nice to me and let me go. The cop pulled away and I got out of my car, which happened to be this minivan. I opened up the back, and there were all these votive candles in the back that had fallen all over when I pulled off the road. So I squatted down and begam restacking them all up.

\ Barb's ex-boyfriend Ron kept breaking into my apartment and stealing all of my stuff. I remember he kept popping up out of nowhere and scaring me.

January 2001

\ Barb and I were at a roller rink and we were, by far, the oldest people there. At the end we walked out and got in this fancy convertable sports car. We then drove in slow motion through the parking lot... through thousands of teenagers waiting for their parents. Every single kid was staring at us, wide-eyed and silent, in awe that we were old enough to have our own car. We peeled out of the lot and sped away laughing. And then our car became hooked to this chair-lift-thing. The rest of the dream was us racing up this chair lift, and Barb and I were hanging out of the car, rocking it, because we had to avoid all these obstacles that were in our way. There were all these tunnels we had to get the car into and all these things we couldn't hit. I woke up before we ever made it to the top.

\ I was in this van with these 4 guys that I've never seen in my life. I think one of their names was Sam. And the whole back of the car was filled with soup and I was down on the floor, slurping it up with my mouth.

\ My brother and I were sitting in my living room, except that my furniture was all in the wrong places. He was reading the instruction manual for my TV remote and he was yelling at me that I wasn't using it correctly.