Unwanted Visitors, Dreamed 6-1-11

A girl who used to be a friend (but with whom I had a falling out before we stopped speaking to each other) showed up at my parents' house. I had started talking to her civilly before realizing that we were no longer on speaking terms. I asked her if she broke into the house. She said she knew the code to open the garage door. I made a mental note to change the garage door code.

My college aged brother texted me asking me to pick him up from the high school and bring him a hoagie from a store downtown. I needed to leave soon so I wouldn't be late but the girl kept talking to me. I was in the garage messing with the thermostat. The garage doors were acting strange and wouldn't stay closed.

I kicked the girl out of the house. She had been filing her nails with my nail file. I told her I really didn't want to be friends anymore. She admitted to my dad that she had broken into the house by pouring water into a device at the end of the driveway and then hitting it with a stick.

My brother showed up at the house still wanting a sandwich. A woman left a package outside of the door. She commented on something while pulling out of the driveway. A creepy acquaintance of mine was in the driveway. The garage doors open again. The acquaintance touched an expensive car that was sitting around. I yelled at him to to stop touching the car and to leave.

Indiana Jones the Musical, Dreamed 8-19-11

I was in a show directed by the high school theater director. The show was a theatrical version of Indiana Jones. The whole thing was a mess and very unorganized. The backstage area was a mess... props, costuming and people were all over the place. The stage was the driveway at my parents' house.

We were in the middle of the dress rehearsal and I still didn't know what my role was. During the rehearsal, I took the script (which was also a mess) to the director and asked who I was supposed to be. She told me I was playing Indiana Jones. I was confused as to why she told me that. I was trying frantically to memorize the lines and listen for my cue. It was difficult to listen for it since there was so much going on back stage.

When it came time for Indiana Jones's entrance a young guy that I LARP with went on stage to play him. I was relieved that I wasn't actually supposed to be there since I didn't know the part. I went back to the director to ask what my actual part was. She told me I was the librarian.

I hid the script in a really heavy book to take onstage with me. I didn't know any of the lines. She also eliminated a few of the small roles of patrons talking in the library and gave me those lines. I went on stage and started my scene, something happened in the middle of it that stopped the show.