August 8, 2010
I decided to start back up on this. I don’t know if I should make an update of what has happened in the past 5 months or not. Mostly just because I don’t think I remember. Whatever, the only thing of interest that happened was seeing Alkaline Trio twice.
Today we went into Gatlinburg one last time. The aquarium was nice. I went back to the music store I like to get a CD, but they didn’t have any I wanted. We ate at this place called Partridge & Pear which was supposed to be a Christmas themed restaurant, but we were very disappointed with the lack of decorations (and lack of Christmas music). Also, I had to get a salad because I was too picky for that menu (as I am for most). Then we went to this really awesome ice cream shop and I got a chocolate malt.
OH YEAH I HAD ANOTHER REALISTIC DREAM. I never have those. The weird part about this one was I could specifically remember thinking to myself. It was like thinking within thinking (I guess you could call dreaming thinking). Anyway, it was me talking to Caryn about going to see Tegan & Sara at Bogart’s that night. For some reason, I couldn’t drive, so my dad was taking us. There was some reason that he kept delaying taking us and I was getting super pissed. Then, we finally get there (apparently having dropped Caryn off somewhere?) and the show is over, but for some fucking reason Alkaline Trio is playing secret show. The inside looked nothing like Bogart’s (thank god), and there weren’t many people inside. I walked straight up to the stage with a good 20-30 other people in the room. Matt and Dan switched sides from normal, but that didn’t seem strange to me in the dream. All of the sudden I found myself in the middle of their set playing “My Friend Peter” and the part “and I’ll drink twenty three more to wipe this stupid smile off my fuckin’ face” came and I remember thinking I sounded like such a dumb girl when I sang it. Then when the song ended, Matt came up to me like “Meg?” I don’t fucking know why he called me Meg because NO ONE has EVER called me that, but it sounded normal. I recall thinking that it was weird that he remembered me but I had memory of previously meeting him multiple times and having lengthy conversations. I wonder if those memories were previous dreams of mine that I had forgotten or what but anyway.. We talked for a while and he gave me a hug and pretty much everyone left. It wasn’t like he was talking to me on stage it was just a normal conversation. FUCK I wish I had typed this out this morning because I remembered it so much better. I don’t remember what Matt said at all but it was jsut a nice conversation. And then when it was over I remember looking at three big posters on the walls, all lit up. The biggest one was a Jawbreaker one. I forget what the smallest was, but it was something I knew. And the middle one was one I had not heard of, but the band was called something like “The View” or “The Line” or something short with similar letter and “The” and I wanted to check them out when I got home.
But yeah not that fun of a dream but it was just strangely realistic
I find it strange that I never remember the people around me in dreams, only the people I talk to.
So yeah right now I’m burning up in the chalet. I probably should pack because we’re leaving tomorrow. I’m excited to see my kitties :)


