dream diary.

[raybear]

Today's edition is rated NC-17. Three dreams. The first was most vivid and the longest, but also the hardest to explain. I'll sort of skim over it. The second and third are somewhat amusing though.

1. Alissa/Lisa (in the dream, they morphed back and forth between) was getting ready to move out of this huge studio loft space, and I decided that I should move in, beacuse the rent was fairly cheap for how much space it was. Much of the dream involves me walking around the space and examining bits of artwork that were actually left behind from the previous tenant. My parents were there, and there was a weird scene involving waterspouts (or whatever tornados over water are called). The building faced a huge body of water, and they kept coming off the surface and onto the backyard. Also, in one part, I was told they might not rent the apt to me because they community is rich and snobby. I remember arguing that I make the same amount as Lisa and she's renting it, but there was some weird implication that she got it because she's "striaght and married and a famous poet".

2. (Possibly continuation of above dream) I was hanging out with Damon on my way over to MelRo's house. She literally was living in a house, with her former roommate. I was talking to Damon about how MelRo was 'seeing' the Deadly Ex and hanging out with her, and I couldn't remember if we had broken up, which is why we weren't living together and she was dating the Deadly Ex. Or if we had broken up and she was just hanging out with X, or if we were still together and she was friends with X, or whether she was dating both of us. Now in the dream I wasn't even supremely jealous, I was just trying to figure out what questions I could or should ask, and how I would win her back if needed be.

3. This part of the dream I forgot about until the train ride. I was at a high school/college in the early 70's and one of the men's bathrooms was well-known guys having sex -- the students with each other, the teachers with each other, and occasionally the students with the teachers, but that was considered more wrong. I had previously been in the bathroom and got hit on, but didn't realize it -- I overheard someone gossiping later, and figured it out. So I went back to the bathroom, but no one was there. I was about to leave when this band teacher came in (he looked somewhat like Cat Stevens from the 70's, with a dash of Ron Jeremy). He heard me in the stall and somehow verbally propositioned me, then I followed him into another stall and gave him a blowjob. It was my first time but I was intent on doing a good job. When he came, he pointed himself at the stall wall and door, but some of it 'splashed' on my face and a little got near my eye, but I was glad I was wearing glasses to protect me. I was also a little grossed out that he just left it on the wall and didn't care. After the fact, I was talking to some people who were cracking jokes about the bathroom and all the sex that goes on, and someone (who I believe was Myles aka nabnag!) made a joke about the band teacher being a freak, and I sort of made this face and Myles figured out what I had done. He seemed to be simultaneously mortified and impressed. I was simultaneously embarassed and proud.

Comments

[milosh.livejournal.com]

impressed! i was definitely impressed!
thank goodness it wasn't *my* band teacher, though. ick. he was Lecherous in a bad way

[raybear.livejournal.com]

the guy in my dream was a little skanky, too. partly because he was "easy". of course, i was apparantly looking for something easy, so it all worked out.

now i must go buy a hair net.