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Category: February 2006

I was in the shower. I started, but I needed soap, so I went to get some. There was a convenience type store outside of the shower. Jennifer Paris from work was telling me I should buy some cheese crackers with cream cheese in the middle. There was one package left, but I didn't want it. Then I went to the butter section. I couldn't find the butter I was looking for, though. Then I went to the shampoo section and found some shampoo and conditioner.

Later, I realized that part of the dream was really me at the hospital with my Dad. A couple of people at work saw me there, but I didn't see them. They told me they'd seen me later.

Later, I was in my friend DJ's car. He drove on a detour from the main street through a long driveway at a house. The people from the house kept coming out and getting in the way of DJ driving. There were 3 of them.

At the end of the drive where it went back to the street, I was alone and needed to find DJ's car again. There was a traffic jam, and DJ was in the second lane in front of me. A guy in a red hot rod was mad at DJ for waiting for me. I think his name was Mike. He was driving aggressively around DJ's car, and I couldn't get to the car. I ended up jumping on top of the hot rod's roof. That made Mike madder. I was able to hop from Mike's roof to DJ's roof and swing down into DJ's car. Then I slouched down in the seat and hid, but I kept peaking over the edge of the window.

Mike finally drove away ahead of us. His tail lights were very bright and round and colored like traffic lights: red, green and yellow.

Then Mike stopped and said something to Bill Murray. Bill went in the middle of the road in front of us and pointed a gun at us. Then both DJ and I slouched down.

I was moving into a new room. It was very small and had a twin bed. I was putting things into the drawers of the night stand. I had some new-to-me shirts. They were hand-me-downs or gifts or thrift store shirts.

Later, there was a cop dressed like a prostitute in red and black. She was arresting me, but I didn't know why. Apparently, one of the new-to-me shirts I was wearing had cocaine hidden in it by the previous owner. It was hidden in little blue ribbons.

In another part of the dream, I had a bigger room. A fire truck had to drive through it, and I realized that I would need to keep the floor clean or the fire truck would run over stuff when it needed to drive through.

At work, I went to a building across the street for an audit entrance conference. I wasn't going to go at first, but decided after another lady left, I'd go, too. When I got to the lobby, I had to sign visitor paperwork and get a badge. There was a lot of paperwork, and it took me a long time. There was a place where I was supposed to put the purpose of my visit. The lady told me something specific to write, but it didn't make sense, so I wanted to write something else. When I decided what I would write, I couldn't find where I was supposed to write it. I flipped through the book over and over to find the place she had put my name.

I realized I was wearing a flannel night shirt, and thought that was probably inappropriate for an entrance conference. But I was going to go anyway.

There were lawyers' offices in the same building. I saw celebrity names in the visitor logs. They were visiting the lawyers. I mentioned this to someone later, and they said that the lawyers took care of unwanted babies. So I asked if that meant that all those celebrities had unwanted babies. She said, "Yes."

The building turned into a zoo. There was a crowd around a pond, and someone was leading a discussion about puffer fish in the pond. They were taking the puffer fish out and rubbing their bellies. Then the crowd dissipated.

The cats that live on my porch were wandering around the zoo. When it was time to go home, I wanted to round up the cats. I kept calling out "P.K." Lots of other dogs and cats came, but not P.K. I ended up going home, but I wanted to come back later to find her.

When I got home, both cats were there, so it was okay.

Later, I went out to drive somewhere. There was a washing machine in the front yard wrapped in gift wrap. It was a present from my Mom to my Dad. The trailer someone used to bring it was behind my car. The trailer was made of white plastic, and it was very easy to push out of the way.