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Last Night :: Every Night :: Tomorrow Night
aquatic pets and dorm festivals
2002-01-05
At some sort of store, I was buying aquatic pets from a lady. She seemed confused that I wanted snails -- they were usually considered pests or only for algae cleanup, and she said she had a better type of animal for that. I insisted I wanted snails. I also got two fish that looked like a cross between neon tetras and guppies. Like a regular pond, her tanks were full of debris, murky water, plants and pond life -- I got a few extra critters in my betta-type cup (little bugs and so on) that held my pets. I also had a moistened, folded sponge-thing to hold moisture for the critters that weren't in the cup. I tried to carry it all in my wallet, but it was leaking. I needed more water so the pets wouldn't die, but I knew tap water would kill them. I went to the lady's tanks and carefully poured some of the water into my cup and put it into my wallet. I hoped she wouldn't miss the water. The hole in teh cup's lid -- for air -- worried me, because I knew it would just leak out again. There was something about a mouse, or pinky mouse, that looked dead but wasn't, but I don't remember. We were having a get-together outside. It seemed to take place on Salishan Drive, around the corner. I was sitting at a table across from Jenny where the sidewalk would've been. Paul A. sat to my left side. A blank-eyed man, looking somewhat distant or drugged, approached Jenny and I where we sat and ate. Lurking behind him stood a friend, who mostly nodded and agreed with Blank-Eyed Man. The man was a door to door Jehovah's Witness or Mormon. We looked over and I sized the two up, feeling somewhat annoyed. The Blank-Eyed Man said "Let me tell you about Hell." Jenny sort of whimpered and shook her head, afraid that if the witnesses started preaching about it, she would start worrying that what she believed was wrong. I smiled at the two men and said, "No. Don't. We don't want to hear about it." I was very firm and confident. The person we knew looked slightly cowed, and the Blank-Eyed Man simply looked... blank. They didn't press the issue. It was apparently a Christmas or other holiday get-together. Rob sent me a beautifully illustrated children's book -- in which I was the character. Apparently, years before, I had entered a contest with a plot idea, and I had won, unbeknownst to myself. There were pictures of me wearing glasses in the books. The main theme of the book was Dragons -- specifically my trueform, a black, velvety Dragon. I showed my mom. It was very neat book. I worried slightly because I hadn't sent Rob a present. Someone who looked like Sarah Michelle Gellar and I went to a college to register. The registration place was in what looked like a dorm. Everyone recognized us because we were famous. I rolled my eyes at pseudo-SMG, indicated how tired I was of how people treated celebrities. Something went wrong while we were filling out our cards (something ridiculous, though I don't remember -- they caught fire or something), so we gave up and gave the registrar people dirty looks. I hung out in the dorm for a while. The college folks were setting up a sort of festival thing with rides, but I declined riding them. I remember a young woman sitting at the top of a playground like structure in the festival. The platform wasn't very high, nor dangerous, but people were freaking out and worrying, and rushed to get her down, because they believed she was afraid of heights. But it was just an act. Later, when they weren't looking, she had climbed up into one of the festival structures, and in between the struts on a vertical wall, she slid down it, somehow catching herself with her hands and feet, crawling about and having a grand old time, and her eyes were sort of glinting evilly. Jess was at the dorm room. She had her driver's license, but I did not, and somehow we were trapped there. We considered one of us skateboarding for help. In the dorms, a stuffed mouse angel was used as a tree topper. Someone had been making things, if I remember correctly sort of like taxidermy. They had stuck antlers on the mouse angel and I thought it looked ridiculous. Mom came to the dorm and admired things. At some other point in the dream, which I don't recall well, I was pregnant. Some righteous people scolded and harassed me because I was going to have a baby and already had several kids, and wasn't married and didn't even have a boyfriend. I just loved kids and didn't want a significant other; all of the children had been concieved by my choice and I loved them. Unsure of what dream this was in; probably the 5th outside the dorm. I recalled it on the morning of the 6th. It was snowing. I was outside, and I looked at the snowflakes falling down, and saw them in startling detail. I could discern all six points.
Last Night :: Every Night :: Tomorrow Night
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