11.16.05 - 12:21 pm

i went to bed close to two am.

i had every intention of waking up at 9.

instead i just woke up. this annoys me.

and an entire evening spent reading about tupac shakur produced vivid dreams of hawaii.

first the cruise ship was parked along side this resort restraunt. some girl was playing in this long corridor of water when i grabbed her and pulled her to safety just before a huge wall of water filled the chamber. of course she went right back in after the water level dorpped and had to be grabbed again, this time by her apparent mother. the ship we boarded took us slowly along side an exposed reef at low tide, vividly showing off all the bizarre color combinations on organisms that dont really exist. the ship then slowly cruised past a large aquarium of sorts with little touch and feel aquariums teeming with hawaiian life. i began to name all that i recognized. then the second most vivid part of the dream: as we left the main part of the island we had to cross the shipping lanes. sort of like a highway for large ocean going vessells, there were cables running several hundred feet in the sky and clear across the bay. large towers moved loading devices along these cables. huge ships came within inches of each other, all in rusty browns and reds. thick black smoke permeated the air. in the water, long steel tracks kept ships going the direction they were supposed to. the water was a muddy brown, teeming with pollution. it was very busy here, dozens of ships, airplanes, small ships all going somewhere and cutting through the middle of it all, my gleaming white cruise ship.
also, apparently there is a part to the main island of hawaii that used to be colonized by the british and is now abandoned. lots of old infastructure, barren streets, and shipping harbors crumbling into the ocean. only a few people live on this part being reclaimed by jungle and animal life. in addition, apparently they took a bunch of the undead to a seaworld like show at the abandoned oceanic theme park, and of course the zombies became restless and killed their chaperones. at one point my step brother fell off the cruise ship while watching a jet fighter do aerial manuevers in the sky. i caught him just barely, but i too watched as the ship continued to sail off. fortunately my father was in the jetfighter and was able to come pick me up as i levitated above the water and fly us back to the ship like a helicopter would. only he was flying a huge jetfighter.
then some girl asked me to fill up her car gasoline, a tiny little toy car. i did it of course because this all seemed completely rational. and then ben woke me up. and i have no idea how this dream would have concluded.

somewhere before that dream was a bunch of stuff about my old 11th street house. a large black field at night, the old house completely redone with external features, but still resembling the house i came from. it was dark, but i was able to sneak in with someone else and look around. all the walls were white and brand new carpet underfoot. someone was upstairs watching tv, the blue flickering light illuminating the walls of the staircase. that one overweight man who constantly had his pants draped well below the crack of his ass was there fixing a window sill. he didnt detect my presence. i think he was living there with terri.

and then i dont remember anything else about it.