tales from an ordinary world

1999-12-18

dream : I'm in some meeting room(?) but it's also a shop...on the lowest shelf is a sort of box of biscuits I'm looking at - I'm hungry. They're made with corn (nb. I really like corn or corn-flavoured things)...then, somehow, we're on a bus. The biscuits are in a bag under the seat - did I buy them ? I wasn't sure. Someone else nicked a biscuit, so after a while I did too. I don't remember how it tasted, but I remember being curious about the use-by date, so...

The bus was driving past some huge...hole in the ground ? Like a big quarry, except that now people were living in it, they'd built homes in the side of the rock, all around the edge, and on multiple levels...We stopped at some traffic lights at the entrance to this...hole...(we were driving around the edge, it seems). But there were flyways going over us, and it just seemed like we were in some kind of concrete jungle, of a sudden...

Tonight we went to the CEO's house, off in the outer surburbs, for another company party. The house could've almost been its own suburb, and we joked about how they didn't need a holiday house - they could just move to the north end of the house for winter...But it was pleasant enough. And somehow I even ended up playing tennis with Droo. Foo was his usual...er...self, for which we are all thankful. Really.