June 7th, 2004

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Bizarre dream.

I must write this one up before the residual images fade...

I don't quite recall how it started, but it involved a very large, very tall house.  But before the house, there was this whole other nearly-unrelated section...

Let's see.  It involved Alton Towers for a while, but that might have been later.  Damn. I hate trying to piece together bits of subconscious.  Um...  Well, anyway, the possibly-first bit involved me having a cold or some kind of fever, and because of the fever, I was delirious.  And at some point - whilst not that ill, it seemed - I'd scrawled something completely random onto a wall in green crayon (which I believe had something to do with Jeremy; oh dear, it's started again...) but that was then later attributed to my being ill with the fever.  Someone tucked me up in a sleeping bag on the floor and let me recover...

And then I was meeting some people for a meal; I think it was some girl and her date, but I don't really remember.  And the restaurant was outside with a canopy over it, like the ones you find in Greece...  That's all I remember of that bit.  I think the Alton Towers bit came before, then, since the restaurant bit led into the house bit...

The Alton Towers bit involved me and my grandmother trying to meet my mum outside Oblivion, except to get to each of the rides there was a bus service, and they were all lined up along this stretch of road (and resembled, quite ominously, a fun fair I used to dream about that was quite similar...) and we'd missed the stop, so we got off at the entrance and walked back, since Oblivion was the first ride there. (Because it is, in fact, quite close to the entrance in real life.)  And we were walking and somehow ended up lost in some underground bit that initially led to the toilets, but had these other random rooms leading off the tunnel, and everything was all yellow-lit...

I don't recall if we found Oblivion in the end, but I remember explaining to my nan that everyone tended to go for it first because it was near, but if you went to Nemesis (which is miles away) the queues were shorter at the start of the day...

Then, the house bit.  My word, that was bizarre.  It started out as a game, and it involved the people I was meeting at the restaurant, who seemed to own the place.  It had about 70 floors, and was in a state of disrepair.  For the game, they'd stick one person at the top of the building (it also hads lifts, as I discovered later) and have another one down on the bottom floor being held captive by the guy who owned the place, and then the point of the game was that the person at the bottom got frog-marched up to the top, whilst the person at the top had to run down the stairs and collect red and blue jewels along the way.  I remember, twice in a row, being the person who had to do the collecting, but I think I was a different person each time.  The stairs were grey and derelict, like in car parks...  There were lots of rooms off the staircases, bedrooms and bathrooms and things like that, though during the jewel-collecting I don't recall seeing them that clearly.

So after reaching the bottom (I don't recall if I won that round) they did it the other way - the person was frog-marched down the stairs to the bottom, and the other person had to run up 72 flights of stairs to the top, and once they'd got there, they were given a random floor number and had to get down the stairs again as quickly as possible, collecting jewels on the way, because that was the exit.  So when I got to the top (and passed the frog-marched person along the way, who was my friend) they told me to go to the 52nd floor, except I didn't know what floor I was on, and I lost count, but I launching myself down those stairs five at a time, swinging on the banister posts.  Some of the stairwells were blocked by boxes...

I lost.  Then we were all meeting in one of the living rooms, which was also in disrepair; there was a moudly sofa, where two ten-year-old boys (that sort of age) were sitting, and there was a stereo with two CD players in it playing some music, and at one point I was explaining the concept of recording music onto CD to them...  And they decided that my friend had to do the jewel collecting this time, but (because I was still recovering, apparently), they said I could stay behind and rest.  So I asked if I could explore the house.  They said I could.

This is when it got even more weird.  I started down the bottom, and I remember it being a sunny day outside.  There was a kitchen on the same level as the living room, which was vaguely green/yellow in hue, sort of plant-filtered light.  The other floors seemed to comprise only bedrooms and bathrooms, some in a better state than others.  One of the bathrooms was blue, I think.  There was a lilac-coloured bedroom, and another that seemed to be mine (in the dream), with all my things in it, though everything was covered in dust...  All of the rooms were arranged in a square 'U' shape around the stairwells, and from one of the bedroom windows, I could see out into the really quite small garden, where there was a children's party going on.  They'd set up a water-slide from a piece of blue piping and a hose, with a kiddy pool to land in, but they had to keep moving the kiddy pool because the piping wouldn't stay in one place.  I remember asking the house's owner what was going on, and I think they just explained it was a party.  Along the bottom edge of one of the 'U's was a sort of... tent set up along the wall (a white canopy with curtains that drew closed) with camp beds inside, because it was a sleepover...

I was given a tour, too, going up in glass lifts as well as using the stairs, as they explained where the rooms where and what they were for, and where there were obstacles on the stairs.  I remember saying that I was going to start at the bottom and count the bedrooms, but they told me not to because I'd lose count...

That's really all I remember, but it was incredibly bizarre.  I dreamt something else as I was drifting in and out of consciousness, too, which I think was Buffy-related, but that's gone completely now.  Hm...
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Narcissism.

I just realised I didn't actually get around to taking a photo of myself in my new cat ears, so here they are:



Apologies for the crappy quality.  Taken with the webcam, by way of setting up the webcam in MSN and taking a screencap from there, since it doesn't have a screencap function anywhere else...  Bah.