and the magnet dog fell apart.

Forethought: Were I not so content on sleeping until 11am this morning, I'd have certainly typed up my dream from last night this morning... I remembered if vividly enough. Still, I was up until around 2:30 or so last night/this morning, spending some very good times with Jen, Erik, and the rest of the lot (Corey and Daniel, though they spent most of their time playing Rock Band).


Pre-dream thoughts: After rehearsal I was quite stressed out... it was Company's fist technical rehearsal, my first night trying to call a show, and a couple of the actors were frustrating due to not being prepared... though the actors were not completely to blame for the roughness of the rehearsal. I had enough roughness on my own on the technical side. However, before my dream, I do not think I had this in mind... I'd spent several hours at Jen and Erik's place, and had a very good time NOT thinking about the show.

It should be said, though, that I had this dream AFTER leaving Jen and Erik's in the morning, driving home to realize I didn't have my keys, driving to Andrew's place of work to borrow his keys, and driving home, taking a shower, and sleeping from 9:30 until 11.


The Dream:
I lived, in this dream, in a house similar to Jen and Erik's... I think I'd decided to become a neighbor of hers. My younger sister was apparently living with me, and I had another roommate who on retrospect I think was Zac Gilbert. In our house, we had a cat... my cat, Zorah. But for some reason, we'd rescued another cat that we'd had for a while now, and neither was allowed outside. Charlie, Erik's cat, seemed to be a frequent visitor to my cats, and they were surely jealous of his ability to be outside often.

Thus, it was a task keeping these cats inside. We had some sort of fenced in porch, and past that we had a huge fence around the entire home, all which seemed for the purpose of keeping said cats inside. Somehow, another cat was adopted by us, and Zac continuously said things like "We don't need any more pets" and "we really should get rid of them."

It was around the time Zac began talking about getting rid of the pets and my saying "We have to keep Zorah, and [insert whatever the second cat's name was] was a stray..." that my little sister (Kaitlyn) announced that we in fact had a dog-- a pug puppy. She claimed we'd had it for 'seven days' by that point, and she hadn't named him yet. She wanted to name it "Bonsley" after 'her friend's daughter' (which is not in existence), but I convinced her to name him "Brutus". the dog proceeded to fall into different pieces randomly, and then re-assemble itself. While it initially looked like your average dog, I think I later accepted that it was made out of magnets. After making this decision, the dog appeared to be constructed as such.

While there was more to the dream than this, I'm sure, it's what I've remembered since waking.


Afterthoughts: While it was not the most interesting of dreams, it was still a bit odd. I can only assume the reason it was set near Jen's place and with Erik's cat is because I had been around both so long the night before. My sister being included might allude somehow to the thought that she'll be up here sooner than I think for school.