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3/31/05
My chest broke out in flaming red blotches. Some of them had appendages hanging down. Really disgusting. I was worried since I did not feel sick at all, and they seemed to indicate that there was something really wrong with me, that I couldn't possibly hide.

7/20/99
I was worrying about what to do because I discovered that I had a disfiguring condition; i was showing it to people but it was far worse when i saw it than when they did. when i looked at my arms, they were swollen up with batteries (c size batteries, i think) under the skin.

the skin was all red and lumpy from the batteries and my arms felt twice as big. this was mostly on the outside of my forearms. a cross between huge insect bites and batteries embedded under my skin.

the feeling i had was that i was terribly sick with this condition and had never noticed it before. but when i showed someone my arms, the swelling was less and more resembled huge insect bites than anything else.

6/12/99
I am working with a bunch of people in some type of new job...in real life i'm a healthy eater, and for some reason in this dream i am eating a bag of feces.

My thoughts while i do this are that this is the healthiest thing i can do...even in the dream, i feel nauseous when i realize what i am doing (after this dream, i could not go NEAR anything chocolate for weeks).

Then somehow i'm speeding along with a few old friends, applying for a job at some corporate headquarters for nintendo, located across the bay from san francisco, and somehow looking a lot like disneyland.

When we arrive i make them wait for me to brush my hair and adjust my outfit to look more together. somehow this takes forever. while i'm doing this, i see my mom scurry down the aisle, i ask them "didn't you see that was my mom?" and realize i'm back east now...they say yes, so i tell them "well, go over and say hi!". I wake up, feeling totally sick.

11/26/99
My friend mark was living in this beautiful house with a hot tub in the living room. daphne had three rooms attached to it, with a view of a rushing creek right outside.

She wasn't living in the rooms, but they were set up with minimal furniture as some sort of art display. We walked the rooms and i was thinking, wondering where she got all the furniture. the house seemed like it should be mine. but she seemed very unwilling to give it up. i started thinking if i had ever seen someone living right by a creek like that, was it dangerous? it was beautiful and i hadn't ever thought i might like it before. there seemed to be a group of friends who perpetually hung out in the living area. for some reason i was rewashing their dishes and some type of disagreement happened between me and one of the girls concerning the princeton public library (the town i grew up in).

I went into the library with a little girl who was connected to the house and i changed in the little girls's room into a sort of ball dress/witch costume. then, it seemed that i was supposed to bring a package from the house (which now seemed to be in downtown princeton) to near the princeton shopping mall.

I waited about an hour for the bus. my shoes were very high heels and impossible to run in, so i missed one bus. i went back to the house in the meantime and the girl i had the disagreement with was brushing and rolling up my hair. she seemed quite proud of her work and insisted i trade something worth twenty bucks for it. However, as soon as i walked out the door, the hair fell down. The bus arrived and two girls from the house were with me, helping me find out where to go. we talked to the bus driver and he said he knew where, and dropped me at a church. it was a church i used to take ballet lessons at when i was thirteen. we walked in and i found the room we used to take class in, still with ballet barres and mirrors. however, i knew that my memory wasn't constructing it right, and the church and the ballet room were actually very different in reality, my mind was creating a composite of churches i'd been in since then.

I went to get something to eat. somehow, there was a supermarket connected to the church. a strange one. there were big pieces of poisonous snakes hung up on display. they all looked very different. for some reason, i had a memory of eating a whole rattlesnake (not MY memory, i think!) and i started eliminating snakes. a woman came up and warned me not to touch them. she gave me a plastic bag to pick them up with. for some reason, nobody passing seemed to think this was disgusting, or unusual. they had a mild interest in it, if anything, they were envious because i was producing my own poisonous snakes, where they had to BUY them! where i touched them by mistake my hands were burning.

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