Visitors in my office

I had a meeting on the cubicle side of my office and on my way back through the lobby, I ran into people I knew from 6th grade (A.K., P.S., I.D. and J.P. are the only ones I can remember now, but I think there were a few more). They were still the same size as we were back then, only I was the size I am now; I high-fived them and told them how great it was to see them not that they were no longer dead. I told them they looked really good for having been dead and then coming back to life.

I got back to my office and had a blue postal bag waiting for me. As I got closer to it I could hear that there was something/someone inside of the bag, so I lifted it up as if it was a smelly pair of gym shorts and held it up to the light. Inside, I could see a miniature version of Eric Cartman from South Park. His body was painted red and was holding a New Jersey Devils mug, or cylinder of some sort that also was red. He was freaking out, jumping around in the bag and trying to get out, so I walked quickly back towards the elevator so I could take him down to the dumpsters. He was screaming for someone to let him out of the bag, but instead I just dropped him in the dumpster and got back upstairs as quickly as possible.

I had another meeting with people in the cubicles and after I got back, I saw a miniature cartoon version of my cat, Cash, and a cartoon horse sitting in the chairs in the lobby. Someone had given Cash a bomb from the Mario Bros. video games and Cash told me that whoever had given it to her told her to hold on to it for him. I started to freak out because I knew it was going to explode, so I knocked it out of her hands - she was standing up on her hind legs - towards the horse. It landed on the arm rest and the horse kicked its left front hoof and sent the bomb into the corner where the fax machine is - across the lobby, about 10 feet away - and as it landed, it exploded. It blew up the fax machine, the wall and the cabinets there, but the explosion was surprisingly small. It probably would have only caused minor injuries to Cash had she still been holding it. I breathed a sigh of relief and walked back to my office.

Yet again... sigh.

Fla.-J showed up to my softball game, it was the championship game. He pulled me aside and told me how much he wanted me... he hugged me and couldn't keep his hands off me - touching my face, my hair, etc. He told me how much he missed me and how he'd moved here (don't know where "here" was in the dream) just to be with me. He recalled the first day we met, at the sports complex at our school (which in the dream looked nothing like the real thing, but instead looked similar to the library at the summer camp I went to when I was younger). One of my teammates came up to me to tell me I was on double deck and Fla.-J looked at me and said, "Don't go back to the game, I want to be with you now." I said, "But my team is counting on me... I play thursday nights, can you start coming to my games now that you're living here?" He hesitated to answer and I didnt understand why; he looked like he wanted to explain but he didn't. I went to go play but my at-bat had already passed so I ran back out behind center field where I'd left Fla.-J but he was nowhere to be seen.

City/country dream

There was a lot more to this dream than I can remember, but here's what I've got...

I was in a place that was a combination of Rochester and Canyon, so there were friends in my dream from both those places. I was at a street festival type of event and I ran into J.R. from Rochester. She was with her mother and when she saw me, turned to her mom and whispered. I knew it was about me based on the dirty look she gave me. I kept walking, I was on my way to the ice cream/fried food shop that Wade worked at to ask if she could put in a good word for me becuase I needed a second job. It was early in the day and the festival hadn't really gotten underway just yet, so it was relatively slow. I went through the line and ordered mint chocolate ice cream, but for some reason I got the five gallon-sized cup with the biggest scoop of ice cream I had ever seen in my life. I wanted to give it back because I'd only ordered a medium, but they wouldn't let me; they told me just to eat what I could and throw away the rest. I said hi to Wade and asked her to tlak to her boss about hiring me, and instead she went into a story about how these young twins had gone missing. It was a boy and a girl and they were maybe 10 years old; they'd been missing for a long time and when they finally were found, there was evidence that they'd been raped. They were still alive, though, so the people who found them took them to the hospital and saved their lives. I wasn't sure at all why Wade was telling me this story, so I walked to one of the tables in the shop and sat next to A.Q. to eat my ice cream. I dug my spoon into the ice cream but found that it was a huge brownie covered in ice cream, kind of like magic shell. I kept digging away at it and I knew that the story Wade had told me was terrible but for some reason I couldn't get it out of my head. A.Q. and I didn't really talk, we just sat there in a comfortable silence.

The second part of the dream had me in a city and I was wearing a shiny purple dress and I had to run around - literally - looking for my friends. I was wearing black heels while running. Finally, I found the entrance to a hotel where I knew my friends were so I went inside, but it turned out that it was the right type of hotel but the wrong location, so i had to continue running around like a mad woman.

I think my subconscious is trying to tell me something, but I'll be damned if I know what it is

I know that there were a lot more to all three of these dreams, but of course this is all I can remember...

Friday night I dreamt that Boyfriend and I had been married for a few years. I was at a work function in the evening and S.R. was flirting with me; at the first opportunity he pulled me aside and kissed me. He said he'd wanted to do that for a long time. I freaked out and told him it was way too late for this, since I was married. The last image I saw before I woke up was from my perspective, I was driving a car down a dark, deserted road and it was very foggy. There were no houses or anything along the road, just me driving away.

I passed out during my road trip on Saturday and dreamt that Boyfriend and I were in the process of getting married - planning the wedding, getting my dress and his tux.

Last night, I dreamt that I was in some sort of indoor sports complex and I saw Fla.-J watching one of the baseball games that was going on. I kind of stared at him because I couldn't believe that he was there, but eventually he turned and saw me, too. I quickly walked away but he got up and followed me. He kept asking me how I was doing and I was trying to brush him off with sassy banter, but he wasn't put off in the slightest. Finally, exasperated, I demanded, "Have you even thought of me one single time since we last spoke?!" He kind of shuffled his feet but admitted that he hadn't thought of me at all. "At least you're honest these days," I told him as I walked away from him. Later in the same day, I snuck away from what I was doing for work (which is why I was at the sports complex to begin with) to pack up a suitcase so that I could fly back to Florida to be with Fla.-J.