Fight
I'm walking near U.B.C., possibly near Wreck beach.
I'm heading home after a major social upset has finally come to an end for everyone.
I'm at a crosswalk with a number of other people
when I recognize my childhood friend Elisha behind me.
She's within a crowd of people and I'm trying to catch her attention.
I happily shout "hello!" and wave at her,
expecting her to be overjoyed to see me.
She's not.
She makes a rude face at me and rolls her eyes skyward.
She continues on and I catch up to her; confused about her reaction.
I ask her what's up and she spins around, telling me loudly to fuck off.
I have no idea why she's upset with me, so I ask her.
She lets loose a horrendous torrent of insults, exuding irrational hate.
I'm shocked, and stare at her in disbelief,
wracking my brains for anything I'd ever done that might explain her tirade.
Her words become meaner and meaner and finally I can't take it anymore.
I clock her and drop her on the first hit.
I'm surprised at myself, but continue on home.
Later I'm at work with a guy that looks like Kick.
We work in a cafe and he's kneading bread.
A mutual friend of both Elisha and myself comes in.
We trade info on the situation. I tell her what happened and why,
admitting that I'd lost control and was sorry about that.
She tells me that the doctor's can't repair the damage to her eye
until the blood swelling her nose goes down.
We walk to a part of the cafe that sells toys.
I pick up a plush rabbit with shiny black satin lop ears.
I think to myself that I should find the pattern and make personalized rabbits for my friends
(for Christmas), giving them similar characteristics as each friend.
"oooooh....that pattern suits you!" a saleslady gushes
pointing at the black and white gingham print on the rabbit's body.
I smile and ask her if she'll sell me the pattern for the rabbit
and am surprised when she says she'll be happy to.
Madame Glinda
I'm with Jay Ku, discussing a tattoo I want to get on my left shoulder.
The picture is from one of the woodcuttings for Alice in Wonderland.
It's a grumpy little man. [this doesn't really exist]
I go over to Jay's apartment where he lives with his sister, who's a real snob.
Another couple has moved in with them.
I start to feel quite ill, so I go into the bathroom where I make a horrible mess.
I'm mortified and clean it all up.
I tell them I'm not feeling well and need some fresh air so I'm going to take a walk.
I leave the apartment, passing a room that teaches classes in present wrapping.
Someone informs me that Vanessa has slept with James.
(In the dream I had asked her to find out if he was single, because I still liked him.)
I'm furious and hurt. I open the door of the building
and start bellowing profanities out into the street.
I scare an attractive young man with short blonde hair, glasses, and a nosering.
I realize that I'm being irrational and apologize to the startled fellow.
Around the corner is a hair salon belonging to a madam.
She's a cute, chubby, very short dominatrix with long, straight, pale red hair
and very long scarlet fingernails.
She has stuck her head out of the salon door to see what the disturbance is.
She smiles at me with recognition (we'd met at the B.P.S.C.); inviting me in.
The lighting inside is pinky-gold, and either the salon or her smells of amber and rosehip tea.
She sits me down in a big comfy chair to talk.
I feel much better. She calms me completely
-as though she's my faerie godmother or a good witch from Oz.
Perhaps I'll call her Madame Glinda.
Peas
A blonde bimbo type chick is letting me crash at her apartment for the night.
There are two very attractive men there, obviously there to crash as well.
I'd assume I'll be sharing one of the 2 beds with her
(as I know her a lot better than the men, who I've just met.)
This proves to be a mistake,
as my buxom blonde hostess traipses off to bed with one of the men.
I'm left alone with the other (who looks a lot like Adrian Paul) who is somewhat shy.
I'm attracted to him, but I feel pushed to do something about it quickly.
(because of the other duo's rapid mattress antics).
I lean over and kiss him, but he stops me, saying "let's just talk for awhile."
This fills me with relief and curiosity -and attracts me even more.
We talk for a long time, then decide to sleep.
He tells me to close my eyes, so I do.
A couple of minutes later he picks me up and carried me into the other room,
putting me on the bed.
The bed is a beautiful high Victorian 4 poster with an ornately carved headboard,
but I start to laugh, because he's covered the bed with lots and lots of green peas.
He starts laughing as well, then we both stop laughing and he kisses me.
We end up making love in the midst of all these peas
then we fall asleep.