Monday night I had a dream that I was having an affair with Raymi's brother. I don't think she really has a brother.

Her family was hosting some kind of Oswego High School dance in the ballroom of their enormous mansion, and I was invited even though I don't go there anymore and no one I knew was in the dream (Ethan didn't exist in the dream, so it wasn't a cheating dream). I got bored and started wandering around the mansion. I saw Raymi's thin blonde leathery-skinned mom doing something on a computer on the landing of a staircase. She didn't see me. I poked my head into Raymi's room. She was sitting at a computer, too. She didn't see me either. I wandered up to the toppermost floor where I met Raymi's elusive older brother. He was skinny and had short dark hair and a short beard and a very slightly receding hairline. He was a loser, but he was funny, and we had a great time until I had to leave the dance like Cinderella. I felt extremely guilty after I left because even though Ethan didn't exist in my dream I think I kind of sort of remembered about him at the end.

Then last night I had a dream where Diana died. We've been friends for a long time, but in my dream I hadn't seen her in for ever. I don't remember how I found out that she died, but it was a heart attack or something quick like that. She wasn't sick and she didn't get killed. For some reason, in the dream Blogger had this policy where you couldn't just blog from any computer, you had to use their computers, and they had a huge building on Wright Street where you could rent out little rooms with a computer in them. Brian had a room in the same building, and I went to visit him. Diana had written a ton of posts right before she died, and he was reading them and crying. Most people decorated their little rooms, and when he came over to mine he was really bothered by the fact that I hadn't decorated it, so he brought over some of Diana's old posters and stuff and put them up and tried not to cry.

posted at 11:34 AM by Alison

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