Recording Famous People
Night of: January 14
People Involved: Chris Patti, Natalie Portman, my mom, Lindsay Lohan, my brother, Brian Dexter Holland (singer of The Offspring), John Stewart, Stephanie Games (ex co-worker)
I was on a nature hike of some sort with Chris and some other guys. We worked our way up a hill by spiraling around it. I saw a bunch of plants watering themselves heavily, and this was apparently normal. I asked Chris if the water was drinkable and he said no--that's when I realized the water wasn't coming from the plants at all, but sprinklers. As we walked around, the water kept spraying in my mouth, and since it wasn't safe to drink, I kept spitting it out.
The next thing I know, Natalie Portman is there and I decided I'd try to throw her in the mud created by the water from the sprinklers... and videotape it all. I didn't have a video camera, but I was holding floppy disks, which would obviously be sufficient (note sarcasm)--so I started numbering the disks so that I'd be able to play back the event in the correct order. As I was doing this, I told her my plan to throw her in the mud and she playfully laughed, "Are you serious?" When I wrote "6" on the sixth disk, I figured it was enough and started chasing her.
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I had braces and an appointment with the orthodontist at 10 a.m. I was told that a package would arrive, and I should open it before the appointment, so when my mom told me where it was, I opened it. Inside were clay models of my face with my mouth open and braces on my teeth. I was supposed to change the teeth to match mine, but I left it as is. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and overheard Lindsay Lohan talking in the next room. She was going to the orthodontist, too, and was late like me. I figured I'd tape the conversation she was having because drugs would probably come up. While trying to record her with a computer, I accidentally submitted the audio files to a site.
In Retrospect: I wrote both of these dreams in a notebook right when waking up. I didn't realize the connection of these dreams before--both are about recording famous people, which I have a perfectly logical explanation for!
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I tried on a pair of sunglasses with orange lenses.
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I was in a bar-like setting with my mom and my brother. My brother and I were wearing leather jackets, and I had won mine on a website. Two guys were staring at us, and I figured it was because they wanted to see if they should order the same prize. When we left the bar, I put my jacket on (I guess it came off somehow) and picked at a pimple on my nose. It bled.
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I was at some sort of city council meeting, where a man was showing how all pollution from house chimneys was sent to one place and released at that location.
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I was either witnessing or watching an Offspring documentary, but I woke up when Brian Dexter Holland (singer) was explaining how the band got their first international tour. I heard "Gotta Get Away" being played.
In Retrospect: Hmm... a famous person involved with a media format--in this case, documentary.
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I was in a law school or something with a large role to fill--I needed to supply notes to everyone, including higher-ups such as John Stewart. John was on a high stage, trying to work robotic stairs so that he could get down.
I found some papers rolled up and discovered that they were notes that I needed. They were written by Stephanie and had a cover with a Simpsons sticker on the front. I figured Stephanie planted the sticker there to insinuate that I am really good at taking notes.
In Retrospect: John Stewart + notes = another way of recording? I'm freaking myself out. Dee vee dee ees!
I realized through this that it totally helps to see the dreams in new light if read all together, a long time after the dream has taken place. I don't think I've ever come to this conclusion, as I rarely go back to read my dreams. I should do it more often.
There are so many dreams because I woke up many times and had the motivation to write them down in a journal next to my bed.

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