The Witches of Highland

The past week I must not be sleeping well due to a couple of "head traumas" (that sounds much serious than they actually were) because I've been having crazy dreams that I remember.

Last night I dreamt that I was at home hanging out and it was the weekend. Marilyn was in the kitchen cooking with Mari and Terri. In the sink was our large plastic bowl and there were 4 aquarium fish in there. One brown one, one grey fish, one black fish and a goldfish. I asked Marilyn what was up and she said that "Laura Fox, Becca (I work with her), Vienna, and one of the aquarium fish are in there." Mari replied that Vienna turns herself into a fish every weekend. Vienna was the goldfish and the girls started to get concerned because the other fish were picking on her. However, they couldn't turn them back because they weren't sure what to do about the aquarium fish. They didn't know what would happen if they turned it into a human. Oh, in this dream, I wasn't a witch, just all of my roommates (who i love and do not think are witches in real life).

I will post a dream this week, I promise!!!

Just as soon as I have one.

soccerballs and trader joes 

Trader Joe Bags

Last night, I was playing soccer. Beautiful night, perfect field, easy game. Needless to say, the mentally challenged girl that plays on the other team and I were going for the ball, she tripped and head butted me in the temple. Apparently she didn't have much control of the situation. Anyway, the left side of my head and part of my face is swollen, sore and i can't even yawn. But it happens. Just one of those things.

Anyway, last night I had a dream involving trader joe grocery bags and a hot guy with a mustang and sexy sunglasses but I can't remember anymore details. crazy concussion!!!

She talks to fish.....and Michael Caine is her grandpa

I haven't been able to post for a few days, oh yeah because my computer is (hopefully temporarily) dead.

This weekend I had two dreams that I made a conscious effort to remember.

Friday night, I dreamt that I was in New York staying in a posh hotel with my bro Rich and Mom. We were a little fish out of water, staying in the hotel. Rich and I were younger-in our early teens. Turns out that we were there to hang out with our grandpas. My mom's father was Michael Caine and my dad's father was Robert Redford. Michael Caine was hillarious, Robert Redford not so much.

Sunday night I dreamt that I was on a bench in the desert. Next to me was a pretty stream, the water was clear and the stream had no vegetation, it was just dirt. I was sitting there and 4 huge "bull trouts" (thats what i figured they were in my dream) came up to me and I started talking to the fish. They were cute in an ugly sort of way and then I was sad because I knew my other brother Steven would fish there and the fish had no food.

Bizarre dream.

A couple of nights ago

I had a dream that I was talking to my friend Adam (not to be confused with the other Adam). Adam and I were best friends in high-school, he wrote me every week of his mission, we had a falling out about 4 years ago, and he married Adrianne another vernal peep) 2 years ago. Now, since our falling out i hadn't seen him although we have talked. Last August, Adrianne was talking on the phone with her sister and died unexpectedly. I heard that Adam isn't doing that well when i was in Vernal last which was over a month ago. So, in my dream I was talking to him and he wasn't doing well, but by the end of the dream he seemed happier.

I'm wondering if I had the dream because I'm concerned or if I need to contact him.....

Is it a little sad

that we've been buds for like a year but just chatted for the first time last night?


Holla girl!

I love that we both have

Dear Frankie at the top of our Netflix queues.

Hoo Drops the ball yet again....

So the first dream I did not report last week basically was Me and Sherp CHILLIN.....with dudes, one of whom was....wait for it....Brad Pitt. It was way rad, he thought we were funny as hell. Sherp definitely exceeded expectations for our first time meeting, and she gracefully endured my smelly feet, although she couldn't help giggling about them.

Last night's dream...well at this point I only remember the part that happened right before I woke up. This is one that I totally rue, because it was yet another in the "hoo gets rejected by men even in her own dreams" genre. It included a certain real life crush, visiting my sisters and I in this new condo(?). Everything was great until I started yelling at the neighbors for letting their kids come in and trash our new condo. They responded by calling me white trash, and I responded by yelling at them that I have a masters degree from UCLA (it's a lie, but how do they know?). Guess seeing that side of me kinda turned him off. The real killer is that I wouldn't have even had this part of my dream if I had got up and gone for a jog like I intended...untill I turned off the alarm and slept an extra hour. Double damn.

Duplicate Post! I dream of being an expert and passionate kisser, with someone i feel passionate about.

Part Passionate Kisser

For you, kissing is about all about following your urges If someone's hot, you'll go in for the kiss - end of story You can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kisses A total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble

Part Expert Kisser

You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

tampax boxes are so cool

Sat. night I dreamt that the 80 ct tampax box I bought recently (and haven't opened) was the coolest box in there. In amongst the "treats" were razors, a cd, massage oils....everything a girl needs. Other people were around me (men and women) and were jealous of my tampax box...

OUCH! That Hurts!!!

Ok so I didn't get to post this until now, but I had this dream from thurs/fri where I had a big snake in my purse (Don't ask me why...dreams aren't logical), all coiled up, except it was sealed in a plastic bag. I am such a sucker for being kind to animals, that I opened the bag because I was afraid that it wasn't getting oxygen, and the thing came hurtling at me with its fangs fully bared and it's jaws a perfect vertical...I thought it was a python, so I didn't expect to have to take evasive action like that. That's when I threw on the brakes and literally popped my eyes open and woke up. I didn't want to find out how that dream was going to end.

I had to go brush my teeth, read a little, etc before I got back into bed. And then I sat ontop of my feet, because I was convinced that snakes were going to come up from the end of the bed under my blankets. That's because my teacher in 5th grade told us this story about a guy in the amazon that has this poisonous snake sneak into his sleeping bag and curl up on his stomach, so his buddy has to cut a hole in the bottom of the bag and smoke the snake out without upsetting him or making him bite the guy, because it was a rare breed and they were in the middle of the jungle and didn't have any antivenin.

Yes I am almost 30 and I still get freaked out like that. I'm kind of thinking this is all prophetic in a way because friday morning my mom told me that she was moving out because my parents are finally getting divorced.

Memory Lapse

I had a really cool dream last night involving a red sheet and my mother. I don't think i dreamt she was a bull fighter. I don't think I did, but now I never will know. Oh well.

So, the mystery about Jim deepens. My roommate Vienna works with him and knows his fiancee.

Vienna: It's a joke right?
Ruby: I don't think so
Vienna: I know her. she's 20. I've seen the two interact. I'd never picture it together. They weren't acting like they were dating. No, I just don't see it

(Vienna proceeds to spend the next two hours watching Ray with me and muttering to herself as how weird it was)

So the facts. She's one of the interns last semester (he's an intern coordinator for a senator). They weren't dating or showed any sign of dating when she saw them together. She even saw them with her parents. She (Delia) is 20, as of a few weeks ago and this summer is living in Idaho. They had only been dating a few weeks before he proposed apparently.

I hate being a snoop, but some mysteries are oh so fascinating. Oh, and both Vienna and I wish the couple success!

Last night

I didn't dream about a celebrity. I dreamt about some 20 something' guy I've never met. He was cute he liked me and kelli (my best friend) was yelling at me and carrying around a list. That's all I remember. In other news, it was 88 degrees in our house. Time to turn on the AC

Only Partial Performance Anxiety

I only recall the very end of my dream from last night/this morning. It involved hugging Ian. Except he looked like the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man and came up to my shoulders. After I hugged him, I stepped outside onto this bluff overlooking the ocean to set up my two man insta-tent that I just love infront of the door of this house. This lady came out of this house/building (where I had just been) and said that I shouldn't put it infront of the door...I didn't realize I had. So then she put her "tent" up further out on the bluff....it was like this insta-two story house made out of particle board. And it overlooked the ocean. I wanted to go surfing and the lady kept saying that the water was warm, but I didn't believe her, because the water in CA is never WARM. It can be not cold, but it's never warm. And I admit, the waves looked a bit beyond my skill level. So I went in the lady's particle board tent/house...and it had stairs. I think I had this dream because there are two women in My home ward that I am totally jealous of their lives...

The dream of Non Commital Make out partners

In the quest to avoid relationships and yet have a makeout buddy, I agreed to makeout with a friend/acquaintance named Jim. Jim was cute, flirty and yet I knew I didn't want to date him. We made out a few times in October, he felt guilty about it, he dated someone and then we made out again in April. I had some crazy stuff come up and agreed to make out with him again but he didn't show up and sent me an e-mail sent May 10, 2005:


The reason I'm airing my dirty laundry on the blog is that.............He got engaged a couple of days ago. Yup. Like the 4th of June or even earlier. The date is in August. I'm not pining for him, that lame e-mail and his cowardly way of sending it (granted, is choosing the easier way really being a coward) nixed all feelings i had for him. I'm just.....well, 3 weeks is pretty fast to start dating and get engaged. Okay, the laundry has been aired. ;)

Well No Wonder...

...you've had Liam Neeson on the brain. Happy Brithday, Liam! Sherpa's thinking she could make your day a whole lot happier;)

Well...I would like to report...no dreamin' last night. Niente. Of course that is so like me that I get so ultra excited about stuff and then...can't even produce! Booooooo!!!!

For the past month I've had a hard time getting up in the morning. I play "get-up coach" to myself every morning and its gotten to the point that I'm sometimes 10-15 minutes late for work. :( So, this morning, I woke up at 6:00, fell back asleep and dreamt that I was guiding someone else through getting up in the morning. I was very confused when I woke up and realized that I HAD to get up right then and go through the process for real.

I say we have a rumble with whoever those jerks are that got to the name dreamland first as their url. Maggots.

My Best Friends

In my dreams that is. Ready for this?

3. Gwen Stefani
2. Catherine Zeta-Jones
1. Madonna

I am not kidding.


Gwen is a recent appearance, and I only recall her ever having appeared once in a dream, maybe twice; the memory now being not specific. Basically, because we were BFF, I had entrée with people that I otherwise wouldn't have. That is the basic overriding theme of my dreams involving all those chicas. In real life, my sister fills that role. She warms up the crowd, so I can feel more comfortable participating.


With Zeta (I can call her that, you can't), I have to admit it's more of a business relationship, like I'm her assistant, but I follow her everywhere. She gets me out of jams, or doesn't get pissed when I get her in one. Like the time Isaac Mizrahi's holographic rattlesnake watch bit me and we almost missed her flight.


If with Zeta there's a little restraint, with La Ciccone, I'm downright scared of her. Who hasn't at least for a moment contemplated what we would say if we were ever to have the chance to meet Madonna face to face? Although it's been a while since she's graced the stage of my dreams, I'm always so glad that she accepts me and goes and kicks butt for me.

Message I'm getting: Each of these women have traits I admire, and would like to posess myself. Why do I need to be reminded of that in my dreams? Is it the ol' S-C telling me that I have social issues? I am conciously aware of that. Is it saying I have anxiety more than normal, more than most in those situations? Wouldn't the goal be dreaming of me paving the way or inspiring someone else, no matter on what scale? Why do I need them to take up my cause or vouch for me?

Wow, three posts already? I must really wanna get my blog on about dreamin'.

Karmic Connection

I just realized that the color of this blog template matches EXACTLY the pair of new sunglasses I bought this weekend! Talk about the communal unconcious...now what does this bode for Michael Jackson?

Inagural

I like the color scheme we've got goin on up in here. It's rich and inviting and kinda mezmerizing-voodo-y at the same time. So Ruby, is our public ready for this? Can they handle this strange portal? Do they really want to know? I don't give a crap. As my boss just informed me, I am "so self-absorbed, [I] laugh when people call [me] self absorbed." For the most part, my dreams involve celebrities. And my dreams are going to take a lot of deciphering...that's what I'm looking for out of this venture. So excited.

Numero UNO BABY!!!!! NUMERO UNO


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