LAJ

Issue with my old apartment. Apparently a new roommate is coming - kind of as I'm leaving. His name is Andy and he has a cold sore on his mouth. Anyway I'm showing him the place (which is the dream version of the apartment - it always look the same in dreams, however it looks nothing like the actual apartment (that should be a trigger for lucidity)). Question of what the rent would be since I would be leaving. I hadn't been to the apartment in quite some time. I think my cats were there, but there lots of insects on the floor and under the bed. I kept thinking I need to vacuum. Roommates bedroom flooded. I tried to find Elfie, the landlord. The place was suddenly a high rise complex instead of the dingbat.

I left a year and a half ago. But I must feel still very drawn to that place.

Playing a show with The Vacation and I'm filling in for drums. I didn't know the songs, but got through the show somehow. It was a disaster - but not sure anyone else thought that way.

At home in WV outside in driveways. Nick R. and Shawn H. show up. Talk to Shawn about being a cop. Nick is in trouble charged with murder. He came to me in desperation. All I could give him was sympathy and love. He was wearing a borrowed black waiters uniform for his court appearance. Something about guns. Charges were dropped and he would be free. We were walking in my neighborhood and I couldn't find something (almost lucid) then I turned and Shawn was now a zombie. Nick and I ran back to my house. Somehow the dream shifted and I am alone looking across a country club golf course. I walk across to go to this store to get a gift for a small boy (who?) while I'm there I start singing with an older lady in the store. We want to get together later, so I am giving her my number - and can't write the number correctly - should trigger lucidity - it did briefly, but woke up.

At some point I was taking care of some little boys - not sure why, who or how.

A wedding was being planned for me - don't know who I was marrying. Our mothers were planning it. Dr. Andy (cat's vet) was the jeweler and designed a really beautiful bracelet cuff - the gold sloped into a loose pave knot that held 3 large round brilliant stones. There was also some colored enamel in there. It was beautiful - price was $15 - $20K. I liked that in place of the ring. Wedding went through, completely disorganized, but it was fun. I didn't know anyone there (including the groom). For the ring exchange he used a stand in ring that said Cubbies. Seemed like a nice enough guy.

Feeling less and less lucid these days.

Sampson came to visit at my old house. Hanging out in front of the garage. He had the blue bandage on his right arm so they could hook up the IV. He was there but he was sick. He had eaten a dead cat (Stewart) and it poisoned him. He was hospitalized for a few days - bill was $600 - then he was going to be ok. Though the hospital was in Culver City. I believe this was a real visit. I miss him so.

Shooting another film - John Cameron Mitchell's new one. Subject matter was sex and heroin. I was supposed to shoot up for real. But the other actor changed the scene so that I didn't have to. He "saved" me. Why would I have done that in the first place? My parents were there. Very Strange.

Perhaps it is indicative of desires I may have if there were no consequences. Something to think about.

Playing a character, Marnie, in a Bill Murray film. Shot in Hawaii. Similar to his most recent. I was like an adopted daughter or something. Maybe a transient he was taking care of. I remember the visuals of Hawaii. We were in Oahu. It was fun to escape and be someone else for a while.

Renting an apartment to JC. Very tidy with the bed made. Minimalist. I made corn muffins with sausage - but they were very late and hard to get them completed. Something about lips. JC disappeared.

I show up in the wrong dress. and then I can't find my shoes that I just took off. It is easy to get to the East Coast from the West Coast - you just go through the kitchen. There is a boy I don't recognize, but I know him. I think he is sort of my boyfriend. He is trying to help me find my clothes and came to the show to support me. Very sweet boy. Something about hot dogs and hanging out later watching some games. Some of the old theatre regulars are there. Stevie Jo is all in white. What show is this? Supposed to be 80's.

Well, there you have it - Bi-Coastal theatre through a kitchen.

When I lost my shoes that should have been a trigger to recognize I'm dreaming. I've really been slacking lately.

My former doctor was now my dentist and gave me vaneers. The were crooked or didn't feel right. Looked kind of like before I had braces. Gap in front 2 teeth. Kept thinking why didn't I have my real dentist do it - Sparkles is awesome!

I keep walking around the neighborhood and find a theatre doing Little Shop of Horrors. So there I am, singing the whole show in gym shorts and flip flops. Couldn't tell if it was an audition or an actual show. Then thought about the teeth and how odd that was, that this couldn't be real . . . on the verge of lucidity . . . but no.

Woke up for something and was expecting a phone call so got my phone and placed it on my nightstand. Asleep, dreaming that there are sheets of scalloped paneling waving back and forth in my room. I'm in bed and I look at my DH and ask if I am dreaming. He said no. But I did the hand test and I was confirmed. Started to fly out of the room and then the phone rang and woke me up. Went back to sleep and woke up lucid again. There was no real trigger I just did the hand test and was then lucid. Flew through the night sky. Conjured my subconscious. It took many forms this time. While trying to find myself (sub) there were trains and plains and I was in a hurry. I needed to ask something about my cat's eye. On the surface I can't stop worrying, but I want to know how I really feel, subconsciously. Several dream figures were giving me the run around and I started to get frantic because I could feel myself starting to wake. Out of nowhere, a woman in her 70's or 80's came right up to me and and said he is very ZEN and is healing and will be fine. She then mentioned my other 2 cats and mentioned a third, named Aspen. What does that mean - I don't have a cat named Aspen. Then I had a conversation with another dream character about how wild it is to be able to speak with your subconscious. I'm creating the entire conversation, but I am only directing one side of the conversation, as I have no idea what the subconscious will say in return. Wild!

Kendra being hateful about going to NY. Planes and Julian being sweet. Therapy with Dr. Drew.

High School Friends. Lunch with Heidi and Cher - because Kendra walking off. Somehow we were shopping as well. References to KT and Bret (don't know who that is). Joe Shelton shows up and Julie Jones. Joe had some "interesting" things to say and do.

Job interview for an entrepreneur. Pay was $80K - $130K based on experience. First interviewed with his reception area and they were asking about my SAT scores, etc (strange). Met Steven (was he a man I met on a plane?) and he seemed really laid back. It was then I realized his receptionist was my junior high choir teacher (is that why she was asking for test scores?) Suddenly realized we are in his house - right on Venice Beach. I saw Paul C. walking toward me wanting to know what I was doing there. Everyone else knew him as well. Worked with Steven a little bit and he wants to hire me. The receptions comes back and said he wanted to pay me $200 for the interview. She gave the check to me to make it out to myself and I wrote it for $35. Do I find myself not worthy or deserving enough? Is that what this is about? It ended over some email about brownies.

Seemed to have moved into a larger home with some neighbors - Brian and Britta. Giant set up - but a very strange work room in the middle of the house with gigantic saws and tools. In the end we decided not to stay (I think).