dreams 018 & 019

I went to a Madlib show in a random basement somewhere. I walked up to him after the show and said, "Hi, you're going to be my boyfriend." And he tried to persuade me to come into a bathroom with him. I told him to hold on and keep my wallet as collateral and that I'd be right back! When I returned with my friends, he was gone and all of the gates were closing and we were getting kicked out. I started freaking out because my wallet was gone and I've gotten pretty used to it, and not because I want to be. I went to find my friends, who were Jen and some other people I don't recall, and .. Mrs. Messick .. my high school economics teacher. She was very adamant about helping me get my wallet back. We went to the police but I was scared that if Madlib found out I was accusing him, he'd try to kill me. So I decided to take the search upon myself. My bank called me and asked me about some recent unusual transactions on my account and then told me the name of the person who made them ("Malia" something), when I verified that I was the real owner of the card. With her names, I was able to find the girl. She and her friend had been staying in a hotel room with Madlib that night .. they were younger than me and from Canada. I threatened to make their lives a living hell when I found them and they ended up giving me back my card and returning the money they spent. We were in Florida near the Everglades, staying in house on stilts that was in the water. There were alligator/swamp tours going on around us. Then we took a Greyhound-like bus to their home and along the ride, the girl told me all about her life and how bad it was and I gave her lots of advice and felt kind of sorry for her, but still had fear that she'd do something like what she did to me again.

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I was with a guy named Brent on campus and we were trying to get a cab home. A van picked us up and an old woman was driving. We got into the middle seat and sat back for the ride home. The lady picked up another guy who was kind of chach-y but cute. He sat in the front seat. I was drunkenly fliting with him and Brent was becoming protective of me and trying to lessen my come-ons. The chach guy first pretended to be turned off by me and wasn't having it. But the longer the ride became, the more he got into it. He turned around in his seat to face me and began to fully engage me. The tension between Brent and chach guy was growing and it was uncomfortable. I wanted to flirt with chach guy, but I also didn't want to upset Brent, even though he was just my friend. The lady driving the van picked up some crazy drunk kids and they provided the perfect amount of chaos to allow Brent to lose complete control over trying to keep me from talking to chach guy. Chach guy came into the middle seat with me and we started kissing. Brent saw us and I felt extremely awkward, but we kept kissing anyway. The old lady driving the van directed our attention to random 'landmarks' we were driving by - she was taking us on a totally bizarre route through Columbus and pointing things out along the way. I then realized that instead of getting in a typical taxi cab, we'd gotten into a van that took passengers on a tour of Columbus. We were driving on the freeway, and because the van was so tall (much like a double-decker bus) we could see the roofs of tall buildings downtown that we were driving by. On the tops of them were huge larger-than-life size sculptures of kids in action on playgrounds. I said, "I've lived in Columbus for 21 years and I've never even seen these before!" and was really excited. Chach guy was an out-of-state OSU student and was excited to see the 'landmarks', too. We dropped off the crazy kids. After that, we were driving through very dark roads in Hilliard near Hyde Park. I secretly hoped that we'd be dropping off Brent/Larry first (Brent turned into this guy Larry - it wasn't a noticeable change in the dream, but when I woke up I realized that in the latter part of the dream, Brent was Larry) so that chach guy and I could have some more fun. He told me that he wanted me to spend the night with him, but I couldn't decide I should or not, but felt it was a bad idea. We were driving towards Galloway near by old house when I spotted Brent/Larry's house and then all of a sudden there was a small kid in the van and he was Brent/Larry's neighbor. We dropped them off. I asked chach guy where we lived because I figured he lived on campus, which we were very far away from. He was embarassed to tell me that he still lived at home and I told him not to worry about it because I didn't move out of my parent's house until the summer before my junior year of college. The tour-guide/cab-driver lady dropped us off at chach guy's parents' house and we ended up having a sleepover with his little sister and her tweeny-bopper friends.

dream 017

I was - and I remember this with visual clarity - getting breast implants, and I was awake. The doctor cut off the front of my boobs, grabbed out the existing muscle and fat (which left the skin to sag and fold over.) He tried out a variety of different sized clumps of muscle and fat to implant and I was worried because he was being so indecisive - I didn't want my wounds just sitting open, probably getting infected. I don't remember ever actually sealing the implants in my body.

My gay friend told me he was getting married, and as we chatted, we happened upon a church in which a wedding between people we went to high school with was in procession.