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5th March
last night's dream: we were hanging around in a concrete quad between terraced rows of houses (me + randoms, teenaged - possible source: the party). We noticed these grass snakes and went to look at them, and one of them suddenly grew into a python and started strangling one of the randoms, but I snapped it in two and it stopped growing. (source: a woman and her pet python in the book I'm reading.) This kept happening and we made elaborate plans to make sure no-one was left alone ('cos you couldn't kill the python if it was on you). Then I took my key out and there was a metal rod growing out of it, which I bent and then that stopped growing. And then the patterns on my jeans (the black ones with pink patterning) started growing, and I couldn't work out how to stop it, but it seemed harmless and stopped itself after a while and then nothing else was infected. and no-one would believe us.
tonight's dream: in NY with Naath (source: wanting to go to the DW con and hence being in a hotel). The hotel we first went to had a TV set that didn't turn off, and we had to share, so we went to look for another hotel. We checked into this odd place with rooms the size of a large filing cabinet (source: that book again, it has a lot to answer for), with blue metal walls, open plan. (just bare blue metal cells). the floor was rather hard. couldn't get to sleep. then I found that there was a cushoined (darkblue like the metal) shelf by the wall I shared with Naath, so I climbed up onto it and we chatted tiredly. A busload of littlekids came in, with an oversized blue and purple Mickey Mouse, and they started singing and dancing like they were in Fantasia. Then they all filed off to their cubicles and this entertainer guy came in who was going to do a magic show, and Naath and I started talking about the difference between stage magic and real magic, and someone overheard some of a sentance and thought we were being dismissive to the entertainer so we were sent away to this other room while he performed. (The other room was a big one with carpet, and hence good, but after the performance a dozen or so people came to occupy it and we had to go back to our cells.) After this I finally fell asleep, thinking of dragons.
I woke up on a grassy bank by a church, which a sign said was the Church of the North West. A random suitguy asked me if I was alright as I picked myself up, and I said I was fine but I'd like to know which way south was, because I knew we'd been in the south of the city. He pointed in a direction and I started walking. Soon I came to a road, and I just wandered across, making the cars stop. One of the cars was my mother's little red rover, so I got in. But inside it was a bus, and my mother and a 12yrold that was apparently my sister were standing by the bag racks, and apparently my mother was about to give birth to an orange slimey thing. (No, I don't know, either.) And then I woke up.
I think I need less blankets.

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