Kitten Toys and Deli Treats

While napping today I dreamed that I had two toys, which contained kittens. The kittens were arranged in a circle within a clear box. When you pressed a button, the kittens awakened and held up little umbrellas and marched in a circle. After playing with it absent-mindedly for awhile, I realized how terrible the toys were. I started jiggling the box to see if the kittens were alive or dead or robots. They awakened, but only fully when I pressed the button. How could they stay alive like that for so long without food or water? The mystery plagued my mind. I decided I would free them into the park. On my way to do so, I kept on thinking about what weird toys these were and how impossible it was that they could be normal kittens. Almost to the park, I saw Trevor on the street with a giant bag of delicious goodies from a fancy Italian market. He bought all of it to bring to his family. Everything looked so good so we walked to the market so I could get some stuff too. I never got to set the kittens free, but I think it's okay because there was no way those kittens were normal kittens. They would have mated with the park kittens and screwed up their entire gene pool...

Splat Mongolian Bus

Last night I dreamed that I was going to meet my professor at his art/research studio after class. It was a really crappy building in a very European part of town; large ornate buildings with wrought iron fences and large cobblestone piazzas. On the first floor, some weird slutty artsy redhead girl stopped me and was trying to hit on me. As I tried to get past her she was clinging on me and being really annoying. I was able to get past her and run upstairs to work on the project that me, the professor, and another student were working on. I went down a flight of stairs to get something and that weird redhead had come up and was all over me. I was pushing her, but somehow she was able to take off all of my clothes. I told her to back off and I ran upstairs. I peeked around the corner and asked my professor and the girl if they had any extra clothes cause that girl took all mine. He said he had some hospital scubs I could wear. It was embarassing, but not really cause it's not like I had planned it. Later on, that girl came up into our studio (uninvited) and was being really weird. We all told her to go away. She was wearing a long green velvet dress. Suddenly she jumped out the window and went soaring across the courtyard. About 10 seconds later we heard "splat!" and she had hit the ground, exploded red. It was pretty disgusting and sudden and sad. That girl was so weird though. Some other girl who knew her came running up the stairs and looked out the window. She said that the girl had been high on meth. Oh well, I thought. She was so tripped-out and annoying. We left and went to a rooftop garden in a building across the way. Trevor was there with us. We were all hanging out and eating, when the girl with us smelled something bad. She went looking with my professor and they discovered that within the greenery were dehydrated bodies of famous historical figures. We concurred that the government must have set it up. While we were talking, a sprinkler went off and a Mongolian warrior hydrated and came after us. We were able to convince him that a big jade stone we happened to have with us was magic. We got him to run after it, and when I held it over the railing he went after it and fell to his splatty second-death. So next I was on a bus to SF. The route was longer than usual and went along green wooded areas in Santa Cruz. I was trying to put my make up on, but the ride was a bit bumpy. Across the aisle sat Devendra Banhart who was putting make-up on too. He was putting eye shadow on his upper lip which I thought was odd. He started talking to me and knew my name. I told him I knew his name too, then I mentioned his new lady, Natalie Portman. We became friends. The bus stopped on a hill in the forest so that the driver could tinker with its engine, so we went for a walk. I told him about my crazy dream (listed above) and we laughed and decided we were meant to be good friends. He said he felt he looked like Frankenstein. I said that Trevor once did too and that all guys think that at least once. We talked about Trevor and how pure-souled he is. Then we sat down and just relaxed with the rest of the bus riders.

Garage of Aliens, Bunnies, and Jesus

Last night I dreamed that I lived in my mom's garage with Trevor. The garage was dingy and smelled of old wood. Our bedding was pristine, which looked very out of place in the space. On this particular night I saw a big spider eating a bug and it freaked me out. I decided that we had to move out. Suddenly the situation changed and mom had two garages attached to each other that could be renovated to form two really great, livable spaces. Trevor began sanding the wood down and finishing them. We decided to move into the house where my old room was. As for the newly renovated garage; one room would be all wood and Trevor would use it for music, the other was turned into a carpetted office for my mom to do her crafts and stuff in. We weren't in the house for too long before we moved back outside into Dad's old art studio in the backyard. It had been renovated years before, so we had very little work to do to make it ready for us. It was a very romantic and minimal space. We had a wooden sculpture hanging above our bed, which really reflected our rustic taste. I uncovered some soil in the floor and planted a garden in the studio. We had flowers and veggies growing, right beside our bed. I loved the idea of it, although there were bunnies that kept eating the flowers. I kicked them out after they ate their third flower plant. Our current neighbor, Mery, brought her little daughter, Sienna, over to our studio. I read her a book by Dr. Seuss. Suddenly I was an alien--a beautiful alien woman--who used her powers to go into my mom's house and make-over all the rooms to be really pretty. The night before there had been a party for Easter that had left everything a mess, so my mom was so happy to see that it was all beautiful again. Because I was an alien, I had to leave. The only way I could stay is if I married Jesus' reincarnate. It was this dude named "Landa" whom I had had a love/hate relationship with. I had figured that marriage with this homie wouldn't work out, so I left the house wearing two of Claire's shawls and red lipstick. I glanced at my old backyward wishing my dad was there to keep it in shape.
My family in the house saw me leave and a little girl chased me down. I told her what was going on and why I had to leave. Landa came running after me and I told him why I was leaving also. He revealed to me that he was the breath of Jesus (even though I already knew who he was). He said he loved me and would marry me. Then we kissed and I stayed.