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mamajoanLately, my dreams have been even more vivid than usual, but also more surreal and difficult to explain. But at least one of last night's dreams had a reasonably coherent plot! ;) Disclaimer: I take no responsibility for images or concepts created by my subconscious.
I dreamt that Lar![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-syndicated.gif)
obsessedmuch was going on a date with Christian Kane and I was the only one who knew. Lar had told me not to come check on them, because she didn't want the snooty Hollywood people to know that she had any of those wacky Internet types as friends ;), but I was going anyway. I was walking up a hill lined with trees, and listening to a phone message that CK's agent was leaving on his machine yelling at him for missing a planned phone call from someone who wanted to offer him a job. He had been in the shower when the phone call came, which my subconscious probably stole from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
xochiquetzl's experience of yesterday.
Anyway, I reached the top of the hill and there was a hotel with a big open-air patio area in back. It was on this patio that Lar and CK were eating, at a big round table with a bunch of fancy Hollywood types. I stood just inside the hotel part watching them. There were two or three well-dressed, snooty-type women also standing there, and they were pointing and whispering "ooh look, that's Christian Kane," and I went up to them and said, "see that woman in the red jacket? that's his new girlfriend." The women were all, "OMG, no way, what has she been in?" and I was all "she's not an actor, she's a writer," and they were all, "Ooh, I heard she this and that," saying mean stuff, and I was all correcting them and stuff.
Then they went to get in line for the bathroom and I went with them, still talking, and meanwhile Christian went by us going into the men's room, but the other women didn't notice because they were too busy being catty about Lar. Then he came back out and I hid behind one of the women and hissed "Christian!" and he saw me and was all friendly, and I said, "I'm not supposed to be here," but he was all, "pshaw, come sit with us," so we went back to the table. Most of the other Hollywood types had left, so I sat down and chatted with Christian. Meanwhile Lar had a pile of audio-tapes and she was writing out a label for them with a felt-tip pen that kept leaking on her hands. And she said to Christian, "I'm getting you all over my fingers" which apparently was a private joke between them, and I was all, "well why don't you just put the pen down?" And then the waiter brought us drinks and then the dream moved off into weirder and less coherent territory.
But later in the night I dreamt that I was telling the "real" Lar about the previous dream. She looked different and was dressed differently, and in the version of the above dream that I was telling her, there was much more smooching between her and Christian. ;) LOL!
Later there was also a bit where Christian and I were in, I think, Hawaii, and we were on a flying carpet, or something like that, but like I said, weirder and less coherent.
I suspect the leaky pen was a phallic metaphor of some sort. ;) Sometimes I really wonder about my subconscious.
I dreamt that Lar
obsessedmuch was going on a date with Christian Kane and I was the only one who knew. Lar had told me not to come check on them, because she didn't want the snooty Hollywood people to know that she had any of those wacky Internet types as friends ;), but I was going anyway. I was walking up a hill lined with trees, and listening to a phone message that CK's agent was leaving on his machine yelling at him for missing a planned phone call from someone who wanted to offer him a job. He had been in the shower when the phone call came, which my subconscious probably stole from xochiquetzl's experience of yesterday.Anyway, I reached the top of the hill and there was a hotel with a big open-air patio area in back. It was on this patio that Lar and CK were eating, at a big round table with a bunch of fancy Hollywood types. I stood just inside the hotel part watching them. There were two or three well-dressed, snooty-type women also standing there, and they were pointing and whispering "ooh look, that's Christian Kane," and I went up to them and said, "see that woman in the red jacket? that's his new girlfriend." The women were all, "OMG, no way, what has she been in?" and I was all "she's not an actor, she's a writer," and they were all, "Ooh, I heard she this and that," saying mean stuff, and I was all correcting them and stuff.
Then they went to get in line for the bathroom and I went with them, still talking, and meanwhile Christian went by us going into the men's room, but the other women didn't notice because they were too busy being catty about Lar. Then he came back out and I hid behind one of the women and hissed "Christian!" and he saw me and was all friendly, and I said, "I'm not supposed to be here," but he was all, "pshaw, come sit with us," so we went back to the table. Most of the other Hollywood types had left, so I sat down and chatted with Christian. Meanwhile Lar had a pile of audio-tapes and she was writing out a label for them with a felt-tip pen that kept leaking on her hands. And she said to Christian, "I'm getting you all over my fingers" which apparently was a private joke between them, and I was all, "well why don't you just put the pen down?" And then the waiter brought us drinks and then the dream moved off into weirder and less coherent territory.
But later in the night I dreamt that I was telling the "real" Lar about the previous dream. She looked different and was dressed differently, and in the version of the above dream that I was telling her, there was much more smooching between her and Christian. ;) LOL!
Later there was also a bit where Christian and I were in, I think, Hawaii, and we were on a flying carpet, or something like that, but like I said, weirder and less coherent.
I suspect the leaky pen was a phallic metaphor of some sort. ;) Sometimes I really wonder about my subconscious.
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Date: 2003-01-08 08:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-01-08 12:46 pm (UTC)There better be someone out there dreaming about me dating James Marsters, that's all I'm sayin'. ;)