21 June 2012

I dreamed it was Christmas and we were eating cookies around the table. One very old cookie that had been around since my childhood was broken open and I tasted it. It was really good but I didn't want to destroy what was left. My sister had a dog and I ran through the house taking pictures of it with a very expensive camera belonging to my mom. Also my sister was skinny and had a haircut that involved part of one side of her head being cut really short.

It seems like my dream life is pretty benign, and revolves around having more fun than I do in my regular day to day existence. I have Carl Jung's enormous Red Book out of the library (29.8cm x 39.5 cm). It looks positively hallucinatory.

8 comments:

lostgander said...

Love it, especially the part about the cookie.

Last night I dreamed I worked at a Waffle House restaurant. It was a boring dream, from what I recall. I think I had some interesting dreams while I was sick but I was too crazed to recall them and write them down.

wrenna said...

My brain seems to be trying to get a dream about an imaginary grammar to work out...

lostgander said...

Off-topic question: do you use the Goodreads website? I'm sure you read some interesting books. I'm always trying to find people to join up and be my friend on there. Most join and then never keep up with it. I think it requires a certain obsession with tracking your reading that not everyone shares.

wrenna said...

I've never heard of it, so thanks for the tip. Right now I'm still doing a lot of reading for papers, so I have 128 books piled up and bookmarked and waiting for final drafts to appear so that they can make their way back to the library. There is a subset among those books there for fun (sexy books from early modern China!), but I generally only dip into them a chapter at a time. I also have a stack of books on hermeneutics and critical theory that I bought in the hopes of reading when I was done school, some books on the historian's craft, some books I poached from a grad class on the history of medicine and Helen Mirra's poetic index to John Dewey's Reconstruction in Philosophy (1957 copy from Alibris to preserve the pagination from the 1920 edition Mirra used). I have more books to read than I have actually read.

lostgander said...

Yeah, I know how you feel. I've had to cut myself off from acquiring more books because they're piling up and I have no more storage. I used to be really good about only using the public library, but I got frustrated at not having the powers I used to have when I actually worked in a public library. When you've been able to order whatever books you want whenever you want and place yourself on hold for them so that you are the first to check them out (not to mention being able to check out as many as you want for as long as you want), it hurts to be reduced to just a regular old library user, suffering the indignities of checking out old copies filled with gross mysterious stains and then having to return them within an unreasonable period of time or else pay a fine like the rest of the proles. Sigh. I miss my powers.

wrenna said...

Where do you work now?

lostgander said...

I work at a university, but my position is funded through a government grant. My project provides knowledge management support to family planning & reproductive health providers in developing countries. A lot of the work I do is library-type work, but there is only one other professional librarian working there, and she is semi-retired. So I think of myself as an embedded librarian.

wrenna said...

Sounds really interesting. Thanks.