a dream from last night:

i am at buttercup�s attic apartment, helping her sort through some items to give away. there is a pair of very-high-heeled boots she has me try on. the instep and toe/ball part is made of soft and thin leather � i can feel the floor through them precisely. the heels are stacked leather and about four inches high. not the most comfortable shoes, but i take them and �thank you� and wear them throughout the rest of the dream.

bootyboi picks me up at buttercup�s and we speed off to sither and hoffliebe�s party. it is a big occasion like a wedding, but i see no gown or cake. we are late and get there right when people are leaving. the grounds out front of the banquet hall are divided in half by the entry road�one half being a parking lot, the other being a square-man-made pond. we all gather by the pond for to take pictures and chat and such. sither and hoffliebe are very happy that we could make it. the pond is bi-sected by a covered dock, and the stairs leading down to it. TT and i mingle on the stairs.

there are raised voices and suddenly a dark-haired man pulls out a rifle, picking people off, especially ones around me. i dive into the lake and hide behind one of the pier pillars. the dark-haired man shoots and shoots, people fall. i watch bootyboi fall and swim over to him, feeling no pulse. i heave and shudder but duck underneath the water again when i look up to see the gun pointing at me. bullets hit the water around me and i swim to the other side of the lake. i am underwater for a long time, but know that either i swim or i die.

finally i come up inside one of the covered docks�out of sight. i can hear people screaming and sobbing on the bank, but i remain calm�i have to. soon i notice a huge bear swimming under the water toward me. it is the dark-haired man, i am certain. i wrestle the bear underneath the water, find a sharp stick floating in the water and jam it into his mouth. the bear clamps down his jaws, the stick into his brain through the soft palate, and i am saved.

i swim back to the bank in my heel-y and thin boots, see that my sither and hoffliebe have been killed, along with my TT. they all lie in a heap of bodies at the bottom of the dock stairs. all is lost.

*sigh*

and there was another dream on sunday night

but i will have to try to remember it, �i fear it is long gone now. hrm. perhaps TT remembers! *bounce*