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Oct. 29th, 2004 08:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
missroseroseAnd for yet another weird-ass dream...
So I wake up and fall back asleep somewhere around 6:30 in the morning. In the dream, Juneau-Brian and I are cruising around town in Zelica (his little red sports car), talking, BSing, etc....it's all good. At one point I'm being mock-upset about something, so he goes to put his hand on my knee, but suddenly his arm is around my shoulder and he's drawing me in for a kiss. Which is weird enough in and of itself, but I say something like "Watch the road!" as we're about to go off; he wrenches the steering wheel straight, and when we get back to his place he asks me to go home. (Note that I've never been to Juneau-Brian's house in real life.)
I do so, as things are obviously somewhat weird, and try calling him the next day. He essentially says "I have nothing to say to you" and hangs up. (Family patterns, much? My mother had a couple of similar things happen in a few of her relationships, one of which was with someone very similar to Juneau-Brian.) Now, this is pissing me off a bit, as he's acting like it's my fault he tried to kiss me, so I go over to his place and wait for him to get home and start putting dishes into the dishwasher (I soon realize that I'm putting dirty ones in with the clean ones and start trying to sort them out). Then I realize something's wrong with the furnace, so I go downstairs and start trying to fix it with a wrench and a cordless phone (of all things).
His parents get home, and see me messing around in the basement; apparently I've not met them before, so I have to introduce myself. I'm not sure exactly how it happens, but I'm suddenly in the living room, and watching a series of alternate universes play out a la Six Feet Under several of them including characters/scenes from the show, and each with some parallel elements (for instance, a little ways in to each one, a car pulls up). In each one, I'm trying to get to one of the back rooms unnoticed until I can figure out what's going on.
Finally, I get to the back room, and am trying to put on a belt or something. The odd part of this is, I keep thinking something along the lines of "When you come from a country that sucks as much as mine does..." Then someone knocks on the door; I tell them to come in, hoping it's Juneau-Brian, but it's actually Elise's (my longtime ex-girlfriend's) father, who is apparently now a dentist, as he wants me to bite down on a mold of some sort. I start thinking this has to be a nightmare, but Elise's mother confirms that it's reality. The last thing I remember is driving through a surrealistic version of New York (sort of like the city in Minority Report), presumably on the way to the dentist's office.
Like I said, weird as all hell. I wonder if it's a full moon tonight...?
So I wake up and fall back asleep somewhere around 6:30 in the morning. In the dream, Juneau-Brian and I are cruising around town in Zelica (his little red sports car), talking, BSing, etc....it's all good. At one point I'm being mock-upset about something, so he goes to put his hand on my knee, but suddenly his arm is around my shoulder and he's drawing me in for a kiss. Which is weird enough in and of itself, but I say something like "Watch the road!" as we're about to go off; he wrenches the steering wheel straight, and when we get back to his place he asks me to go home. (Note that I've never been to Juneau-Brian's house in real life.)
I do so, as things are obviously somewhat weird, and try calling him the next day. He essentially says "I have nothing to say to you" and hangs up. (Family patterns, much? My mother had a couple of similar things happen in a few of her relationships, one of which was with someone very similar to Juneau-Brian.) Now, this is pissing me off a bit, as he's acting like it's my fault he tried to kiss me, so I go over to his place and wait for him to get home and start putting dishes into the dishwasher (I soon realize that I'm putting dirty ones in with the clean ones and start trying to sort them out). Then I realize something's wrong with the furnace, so I go downstairs and start trying to fix it with a wrench and a cordless phone (of all things).
His parents get home, and see me messing around in the basement; apparently I've not met them before, so I have to introduce myself. I'm not sure exactly how it happens, but I'm suddenly in the living room, and watching a series of alternate universes play out a la Six Feet Under several of them including characters/scenes from the show, and each with some parallel elements (for instance, a little ways in to each one, a car pulls up). In each one, I'm trying to get to one of the back rooms unnoticed until I can figure out what's going on.
Finally, I get to the back room, and am trying to put on a belt or something. The odd part of this is, I keep thinking something along the lines of "When you come from a country that sucks as much as mine does..." Then someone knocks on the door; I tell them to come in, hoping it's Juneau-Brian, but it's actually Elise's (my longtime ex-girlfriend's) father, who is apparently now a dentist, as he wants me to bite down on a mold of some sort. I start thinking this has to be a nightmare, but Elise's mother confirms that it's reality. The last thing I remember is driving through a surrealistic version of New York (sort of like the city in Minority Report), presumably on the way to the dentist's office.
Like I said, weird as all hell. I wonder if it's a full moon tonight...?
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Hmmm...
Date: 2004-10-29 12:41 pm (UTC)Remind me to tell you the dream I had about my parents owning a quaint country bed-and-breakfast in the middle of a giant city sometime, would you? =)
--Brian