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This is the first dream I had last night. I woke up and grabbed my writing notebook and wrote it all down before going back to sleep (when I had the one I just posted). Just as a reference, the big event this weekend is my sister coming home from college today (she just got home a few minutes ago) so that's probably what inspired this in part.
I was in some sort of large class at, possibly, college. There was a trivia game of sorts.
Then a few of us went out to a party at night. I went with a Sweedish exchange student (? my sister was friends with an exchange student in high school) and we went to DC or Georgetown or something. It was a busy/rockin' party and the cast of The L Word was there, posing for pictures in one room. I went up and told the actress who played the tennis chica that she looked too gay or something. (I think this was in reference to a Hal Sparks interview with Wayne Brady I watched just before bed in which there was a spread of gay TV characters and they stuck him in the back because he wasn't really gay enough-looking- LOL) There was also something about people wearing fur coats and me standing from above and pointing with disapproval at each person who was.
I was looking for my sister at the party and unable to find her. I ended up outside, walking up and down the streets with the poodle from down the street that I sometimes walk. Parts of the town resembled my neighborhood and I was told to let him off leash and that he would stop at the curb but I didn't want to because if he didn't stop he'd get run over. I ended up finding my sister in the Museum of Art, which I had to pay and get a ticket to get into (which is weird as it's free in real life).
Then I went home (to my real home) with sister and spoke with my parents. My mother told me they could all hear me masturbating last night and I was suddenly terrified because of fetish-related sounds they might have heard. But apparently it was just me breathing that they heard over the air cleaner, fan, and tv and they somehow knew what I was doing. I was still shocked. And I'm terribly glad that was only a dream!
Then for some reason we convinced my dad to go to the art museum with me since it was late at night and tickets would be free from then until 10pm (even though it felt like 2 in the morning at that point). So we went. There was some huge golden seal (the giant circular type with an eagle in the center and latin written on it) in the main hall of the museum that was important. And then there was something about me setting a travel clock to match it but not wanting to do so because the clock was already set to something and I didn't want to change that. Then I said "What the hell, I changed it when I went to California on the trip" and ended up changing it. The museum also connected underground to others. And I remember some art piece that looked like a snowscape with penguins (I saw a penguin on tv a few hours before bed).
I was in some sort of large class at, possibly, college. There was a trivia game of sorts.
Then a few of us went out to a party at night. I went with a Sweedish exchange student (? my sister was friends with an exchange student in high school) and we went to DC or Georgetown or something. It was a busy/rockin' party and the cast of The L Word was there, posing for pictures in one room. I went up and told the actress who played the tennis chica that she looked too gay or something. (I think this was in reference to a Hal Sparks interview with Wayne Brady I watched just before bed in which there was a spread of gay TV characters and they stuck him in the back because he wasn't really gay enough-looking- LOL) There was also something about people wearing fur coats and me standing from above and pointing with disapproval at each person who was.
I was looking for my sister at the party and unable to find her. I ended up outside, walking up and down the streets with the poodle from down the street that I sometimes walk. Parts of the town resembled my neighborhood and I was told to let him off leash and that he would stop at the curb but I didn't want to because if he didn't stop he'd get run over. I ended up finding my sister in the Museum of Art, which I had to pay and get a ticket to get into (which is weird as it's free in real life).
Then I went home (to my real home) with sister and spoke with my parents. My mother told me they could all hear me masturbating last night and I was suddenly terrified because of fetish-related sounds they might have heard. But apparently it was just me breathing that they heard over the air cleaner, fan, and tv and they somehow knew what I was doing. I was still shocked. And I'm terribly glad that was only a dream!
Then for some reason we convinced my dad to go to the art museum with me since it was late at night and tickets would be free from then until 10pm (even though it felt like 2 in the morning at that point). So we went. There was some huge golden seal (the giant circular type with an eagle in the center and latin written on it) in the main hall of the museum that was important. And then there was something about me setting a travel clock to match it but not wanting to do so because the clock was already set to something and I didn't want to change that. Then I said "What the hell, I changed it when I went to California on the trip" and ended up changing it. The museum also connected underground to others. And I remember some art piece that looked like a snowscape with penguins (I saw a penguin on tv a few hours before bed).
