I've already forgotten my first dream. The second took place at a big beach house at night. There was a huge party going on. Somehow something turned bad, and I had to go all out Carrie on these revelers. One guy busted in on me in the bathroom. I was splatting these people like flies, with my mind. They were more melting than exploding, I'd say. Not like I could help it, it was self defense. I don't remember much more about it, and I think the first dream was nightmarish, too, so on to the last, it was better, and I can remember.
My best friend, Theresa, and I were at an Italian club in Pittsburgh. It wasn't Victor's, it was really a big old church, but it was supposedly Victor's in the dream. Victor Emanuel's is the Italian club, here. Theresa was trying to get a job waiting tables, there. There was a blonde waitress, there. Not sure why I could never really make out what she was saying. Theresa would always whisper in my ear. We were back at the club for a second time, and Theresa asked me if I wanted to join. I said that I thought we knew the blonde from some place, Chi Chi's? I was picturing her in a blue Chi Chi's shirt. I wondered if I had gotten her a job, there. Theresa asked if she wasn't Sheridan's sister, the Irish warlock. I said, no. I told Theresa that I had to go to the bathroom. She followed me in, through a big wooden door. While in there, peeing in the stalls, the blonde was in another stall and started a conversation which I could hear. She asked, "Is that Dana?" Then, she said she knew my old boyfriend, Dave. She said she met him at a Halloween party with her grandmother when he got up and sang. She said he was all ears. I told her his ears were my favorite part, and that Theresa knew how I loved big ears. The blonde said that Dave told her that he'd first seen me in Spanish class and was like, "What is that?". This is when I woke as it is pouring rain, and I had to pee.
