Bits and Pieces

Whew. Life, man. Between the chaos of work, school, and registration it seems these MFs living below me have set the tone for all the bizarre happenings of my life with their wild banshee screams and whimsical concoctions of dubstep beats (not sure that made any sense, but we'll just go with it). Hm. By the sounds of it, I guess things could be a bit worse though.

So, first I'd like to address the somewhat random page views I've been receiving according to the blogger "audience" tracker. I'm pretty thrilled that any form of life (holler to the extra terrestrials out there too...okay, i'll stop) is semi-interested in the wild thoughts of my unconscious mind, so this is a warm welcome to you! Hola, Guten Tag, Bonjour, & Wazzaahh from my itty bitty San Francisco apartment! If you have not already noticed, my goal here is to place meaning to all of the nonsensical blurs and whisps that are conducted in my sleep, otherwise known as the delicately knit fabric with jagged seams and hems that reflect my conscious thoughts and behaviors. Cool beans.

Alright, so the dreams yo. THE DREAMS. Lately, I've been neglecting to record any of my dreams (pathetic) which means I really only remember bits and pieces of the pretty damn hilarious ones. My goal is to bring back the journal by tomorrow if I can revamp it with the old recordings on my phone.. SO. Let's see. I'm pretty sure this dream happened yesterday as I remember blabbing about it to my roommate. I appeared to be on a field trip with some people from class and my roommate Michele, and our primary mode of transportation was some form of a party bus with a stripper pole smacked right dab in the middle (i'm thinking this is about 90% accurate). This woman in our class we can't seem to stand was the focus of majority of the events, as she was cracking jokes here and there, just being the typical annoying 40-something-year-old-woman that only talks about her kids.. oh, and buffalo. Anywho, as we arrived at our destination I noticed that our little stripper van was parked on the street of Pinole Valley Rd. in the front of my local bowling alley. There were lines upon lines of people seated on the grass in small groups, yet I could not seem to find a proper area to sit. Because of this, I felt that Michele and I were the rebels of the group, causing as much trouble as we could possibly achieve. I'm not sure if we ever found a seat, but it was pretty amusing for us going in and out of the groups as they stared at us searching for a patch of grass.

Now, onto bits of the next dream I had this morning. I remember being in some type of urban setting with lots of tall buildings and windy and steep roads (much like San Francisco). One of the group members of my HTM class was in and out of the scenes, doing random things I can't quite recall. At one point, I was parked on somewhat of a hill at a stoplight and to my surprise I could feel and see the earth rise below me, as if there were an earthquake. Slowly, the ground continued to rise along with my anxiety as I sat behind the wheel trying to figure out what to do. This was all I can really recall, but the strange thing about this particular scene was the connection it made with a story my roommate told me about a supposed earthquake she experienced last night. I'm not sure if the timing of the events connected with one another, but it was pretty damn eerie hearing her mention an earthquake and then remembering this dream. Premonitions, possibly?

Finally, this is dream occurred roughly a few weeks ago after my roommates and I rented a zipcar for the night (to be exact, it was the day after 4/20!). I was seen in the front passenger seat of a small car with my roommates as Ni'Keah began practicing behind the wheel. She started driving and out of nowhere a large van of guys appeared to be driving on our shoulder kind of yelling and dancing, asking to hang out or something. We laughed as she continued driving off into the abyss of future mayhem. Given that she does not have her license and was practicing the night before (true events), Ni'Keah (in the dream) was driving all types of reckless as she drove into on coming traffic and running over people's driveways, nearly crashing majority of the time. I'm pretty sure I tried controlling the steering wheel over her to avoid any deathly crashes 4/5 times she entered a new street. It was definitely a wild ride and thrilling to say the least.

Twas a pretty lengthy post, so enjoy ya'll. Have a lovely day, & let's vow to get these dream journals rolling!