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Okay, I was married to someone (Jasper? I'm not sure), and some other woman was trying to come between our marriage. She was beautiful, but I don't remember much from her appearance except that she had blonde curls. For some reason it was "required" that she come and live with us, stay at our vacation homes, etc.--so we let her, even though I knew what she was up to. I can't remember if my husband was suspicious or not, but I did my best to keep a close watch on her.

So, we went to a vacation resort. Perhaps that place was an island, I'm not sure, but there was a lot of land and water, and several pathways that clearly hadn't been explored. To try to paint a clearer picture, there was the town that everyone (local and vacationer) stayed at, but you could go into the woods of the town to have a real adventure. If you went far enough in the woods you would come to a clearing of sorts, and then you would be able to walk through the field, left or right, and look at several other pathways.

At some point my husband and I, when exploring that field, realized that the other woman was nowhere near us. We--and especially he--became worried that she had gotten lost in one of the other pathways and was injured or dead. We began looking for her, and he almost went through one of the pathways before I stopped him. I told him that it would be better for us if we actually went to the town first, so that we could check the places that she probably was, before we started checking place where we don't even know she had gone near.

So, we followed the field along until we came more to the town's western end. I remember that the post office was just to our left, and I decided that we should check their first. Almost as soon as we opened the door is when we seen her, holding a letter that would go off to someone. My husband and I were both relieved, and we stopped to talk to her a bit.

Then the three of us went to a party. There was a new thing that kept going around, that people with different sun signs were able to enjoy different sweets that were catered to them especially. It was revealed that the woman was a journalist, and so at the party she was talking to people about that, and about their food. One Scorpio woman told her that they were "very traditional" when it came to their food--in other words, every year at that party they would bring their links, their burgers, their cake, their French fries, and every year they would not care at all about anything else (and in any case, you could tell that woman didn't like the idea of "Scorpio cookies").

I sat down and thought about the poverty of the town we were in, and also our own poverty that my husband and I lived in.

When the party was over, the three of us left.

Maybe the dream just skipped forward into the future, or maybe I just can't remember, but suddenly my husband and I were trapped in a small dark room--possibly even a closet. It was clear that she had done this, and neither of us were able to figure out how to get out. The point of view switched from first person to third person, went out the door and down the hallway. As the POV was travelling I noticed wires upon wires, with a few machines here and there. The hall almost looked like a cave (but I was pretty sure we weren't in a cave). Finally, after a considerable distance, the woman was there, as was another man. They were wearing all black and were discussing my husband's and my demise. I can't remember exactly why they were going to kill us--either it was for our money (what money) or because they were assassins and it was their job to. Either way, she had not been able to "come between our marriage" like she had wanted to.

My friend had a very old dog, a wiener, and he was talking to me about him. He said that it had been around right before the 90s ever hit, and when they did it was supposed to have "meant something" because the dog was meant to be alive in the 90s? In the dream, I guess having that dog was a lot like having a video game, and that's how he treated it. I remember that he acted as if though the doggy was connected to Friends.

He got it into his head that he wanted to get his old dog out and have a spin on it, and so he went and found it and brought it back outside. He handed the dog to me and I did my best. He was skeptical as we first began our walk, and I suppose he had a reason to because almost immediately I did something that nearly hurt the dog, or "messed" the dog up.

So Jasper then wanted to tie his pet up--and somehow that was going to let him walk with us? apparently. He was trying to hold the dog and his dog house on one end, and I was holding the rope (that was already connected to his pet) on the other end. For some reason I had to keep swinging the rope and I had to get the dog to jump through it, but it was a very hard thing to do. I also had to do the same thing to myself, and I remember waiting until the word "Gemini" popped into my head before I jumped. I missed.

That's when he stopped me and told me that some random man he had never even met before had started talking about my dad, and how he had died. It was something about how when he had fallen, the entire bed had lifted into the air (it's not how you're picturing it: imagine you're sitting on one end of a wobbly bed, and the further you get to the end, the opposing end rises due to your weight). I didn't understand how the man Jasper was talking about could have known that, nor what he was talking about in the first place, nor why it mattered, but it definitely mattered to Jasper. He said that "of course he believed me over some dude he had never even met," and he kept acting as if though this was something that I needed to watch out for, and that if I wasn't careful with the jumping-into-the-rope then I was going to die like my dad did, or I was going to accidentally hurt the animal as well. I was completely confused!

Myself and someone else (Jasper? Mama?) was at the laundry mat at night. The people I was with had started watching a movie on the TVs, and another guy with darkish hair seemed to take a liking to me and was "chatting me up," or . . . something like that. I think he was holding my hand? And at some point I told him something and he said that I didn't have to do this or that just to impress him(?), and I remember thinking that he had the wrong idea entirely.

There was also a part where I looked up Romeo's birth chart. . . .

I was in love with some guy who was a Libra. In the dream Ivory (who is dead) kept popping up into my thoughts, and I was vaguely jealous because I believed that if she was there the Libra dude would end up falling in love with her (the dream logic was because they were both Air signs).

At night my mom and I were talking about going to buy new shirts the following day. We were outside at night, sitting on the stairs. I couldn't help but think that there was an invisible wedge between us, because she didn't know that I was in love, but for some reason I couldn't tell her. As we were talking I became paranoid that people were listening in, so I walked back inside and she followed. Just as I was about to close the door the orange cat that looks like Crookshanks (my mom's cat in real life) strolled in. I was surprised to see that its eye was messed up, just like Crookshanks', and checked my mom's room to see if the cat that just walked in was Crookshanks after all. It wasn't. After a moment of looking at the two I realized that opposite eyes were missing.

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I'm in a room at my house, using these 'cake'-like things with teeny beetles inside that grow to full-size when halved(not sure what I was using them for). Then I'm in my grandma's dining room, mom in the kitchen, and I'm freaking out because the beetle-cake I had was the wrong type, and there are now bugs of all sizes all over the room. The biggest was this centipede/reptile thing, about 8 feet. My mom helps me to capture a few little ones (but I can't remember what happens to the rest). The big centitile thing escapes to the living room, followed by this creature that is not a bug, but a small leopard with a very long tail. We run in and out the back door there to find my grandma and tell her, but she hasn't seen them.

Somehow the topic changes to wanting to visit Australia, and suddenly my family is all there and looking around this giant outdoor market. It was as if we'd ended up in some other world entirely (it wasn't Australia at all but no one questioned it :P). Everything had a hint of magic to it, and there were beautiful treasures everywhere and entertainers performing tricks and dances. It's nighttime then, and I'm hanging out on a pillow under the starry sky playing with a big sheet of frosted glass that is hovering above me, and I'm scraping away at the layer of 'frost' with a small razor, drawing shapes of animals and patterns into what is becoming a very large, astronimical/astrological image. Some places where I scrape have glowing images behind them, like the sun, moon, and other planets.

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Tried to reblog a troll ancestors fanart from a blog on Tumblr that turned out to be hacked or something, gave me a virus that forced me to follow it. Keitorin tells me to try using this 'feature' that lets you restore Tumblr to an earlier time to get rid of it. I see a button with a box underneath where I'm supposed to type something from the blog, which is 'dark knight' because it appears often on there?? The box says 'enter maximum command' at the top.

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Sort of like watching a documentary, this old hipster guy, who seems like a real jerk, is talking about his artwork. He cuts out shapes from paper and draws on them, then forms them around his head and shoulders. One lady next to him is wearing a large piece of paper covering her shoulders and head, the drawing on it is of a woman's portrait. The guy really got on my nerves for how snooty he sounded.

notes: I guess the troll fanart and tumblr business came from my constantly seeing it! The art thing, idk. I like art. No idea about the bugs and 'Australia' adventure! I hate bugs but in the dream I was more concerned with them getting away.