Monthly Archives: November 2007

Diet Coke

I’m in the ladies room at a club or a gym, like a locker room at a university student center.

I want to buy a Diet Coke. Despite the fact that there are lots of stacks of Diet Coke everywhere I can’t seem to buy one. I don’t have the proper coupon and they’re not cold.

I’m driving with a woman and Jonathan. Jonathan is talking about his new girlfriend. I’m very angry and I tell him I don’t need to hear about her.

I describe something called "Minder Living."

I take his documents and start cutting the edges in a paper cutter.

Family vacation

On a family vacation
Men are trying to kill us
Lots of talk about male sympathies
How to get in and out of them
Dad lost the dogs
Terrorist attack
Ordering food

Thanksgiving

I  am remembering something from Jai’s past
I want him to point to something meaningful
I can select the side of the circle that describes him
Ceramic Christmastree lights

Subway from the UWS

I’m in a library and a boy is flirting with me. I’m not sure about him but he’s persistent.

I go with him to his apartment. It’s on the outskirts of town (aka the Upper West Side.)

I get there and I can see his apartment like it’s an architectural
drawing, or a floor plan like the Sims or a dollhouse, an omniscient
view. The look of it is very modern.

His (ex) girlfriend still lives there, it turns out they used to
live together. She has moved all her stuff into another part of the
apartment, but they are still living together. He tries to tell me that
it’s okay and I should just ignore her, but this situation is obviously
stupid. He comes off as sounding like an asshole and I realize I was
right to be suspicious of him.

I leave and plan to take the subway home. As I am walking I realize
I have lost my white coat, but then I realize I have lost my green
backpack, but then it turns out that only my wallet and keys are
missing from the backpack. I have no money and no way to contact anyone
because my cell phone is gone too, so I have no way to get home. Then I
realize that I have the metrocard I just used and I should be able to
get back on the train.

The subway station is sort of like a mall. The main corridor ends at
an elevator and there is a sign like a mall directory that explains
where to go. I am trying to take the 1 train back downtown to my
office. I am reading the sign and trying to figure out why it says I
have to take the L or the G to connect to the 1, when I know the 1
should just go directly from the UWS.

Family reunion photo

Jai and I are on vacation
Turns into an ad agency
A fat girl is unhappy that they changed her copy by mobile phone
Turns into a family reunion
Someone else’s family
Seeing old photos of me from the 70s
Go into the next room for photos
Lots of ancient royalty there
We are all wearing crowns, but they’re fake
British guy says he descends from the line of "Mr. Bean."

Monkeys

Jim Jarmusch
LA Strip Malls
Monkeys
Page 1 book on organization — no monkeys

Movie about a lover and a trick door

I am seeing a group of friends. Sharon my college roommate is there. She looks beautiful and is very professionally dressed.

I’m bored and decide to watch a movie. In the movie a young man gets trapped in his lover’s room by her husband. The husband is going to kill him. There’s a chase scene with music that I can hear quite vividly. The husband gets a horse, but there is a trick door and the lover is saved.

I’m in a department store looking for a gift for my grandmother. I get a call from Caitlin but she says she’s not available. I don’t mention the fact that I’m not available either. I am buying an engraved necklace for myself and I run into Caitlin, but I call her Megan by mistake. She is annoyed that I did not call. I tell her I’m going out of town. I decide to pick up the necklace later.

College Campus with iPod

I’m walking through a series of rooms and hallways on a college campus, while listening to my iPod.

Jane’s husband is cheating on her, and I think to myself "at least they don’t have kids." He leaves for eight weeks to go on a "job hunt" that I think is suspicious.

I stop to look through a sale rack of cheap formalwear. The dresses are all ugly.

I see a posterboard with a sign talking about a homemaker in Minneapolis that killed herself very young but her family did not understand.

I can’t find my way back to the room where Kevin is. Kevin is condescending and dismissive. So I just walk the hallways with my iPod.