Thursday, August 18, 2011

Before bed: work; went to band practice but there was no power at our jam space so we went to one member's house and practice in the living room and did our whole set through twice!; once home (fairly late) i realized i still needed to water my friend's plants and i really wanted to go to bed, but i bought some tortilla chips, ate them with salsa, and put on my rollerblades and went to water the plants then rollerbladed home and went to bed after watching some clips of a movie

To bed at 1:27am

8:30am

1. I was having band practice in my apartment, and we were recording the session with my answering machine. I wanted to try practice one song without guitar but everyone said we didn't know it well enough yet. Possibly someone from book club was in the band instead of one of the actual members. While taking a break, i went to listen to a song by a local Winnipeg vocal group called Antiphony and i wanted to sing along but although i had the lyrics in the CD case--which were in a weird format, sort of like a bus schedule--the song was way to complicated. Band practice sort of fizzled out and then possibly this dream morphed into the next one.

2. A few people from book club were all having a birthday party at the same time at the house of one of the people who was having a party (the house wasn't their place in real life). A few of the people in book club (some who were having a birthday party, some not) were ready to go to bed early.

3. At camp, with a rolling landscape and lots of tree. It is a nice summer evening, sunlight is almost all gone, a kind of blueish-black. Another counsellor was feeling suicidal, so i went to talk with him as he walked around. (He is mostly one actual person i worked with in real but not quite, maybe also a little bit of someone i met in a student group at the U of W.) Then another staff is with us. As we're talking, we're all suddenly in a little lean-to, or room without walls or we're in a shelter in some trees. A senior staff (not a director, but someone like that) comes to suggest the other staff (not the suicidal one and not i) should go back to the kids and then this senior staff is comforting the suicidal staff in an embrace and then senior staff looks at me (suicidal staff can't see) and gestures with his eyes (and maybe mouths the words) to ask if i think it's worth talking to the staff who is upset. I indicate in the affirmative. The senior staff leaves. The staff who isn't doing well asks if i've ever drunk a lot of alcohol and i respond, "Oh yeah, i've done lots of drugs," and i am partially proud of this feat and also trying to make the other staff not feel embarrassed in case they have and want to talk about it.