*in the san francisco airport, trying to get home. (don't actually remember that part but if the book says so be it)
*throwing a party at gail and zack's house. zack is not around. everyone has just shown up to the party. emily, benji, sophie, jett, bridget, are all there. it's quiet late, 11:40 in fact. gail wants the party guests to leave at 12:00 or 12:30. we are standing in the office area discussing it. i'm pushing for later, but give up saying we'll just go to 'our' house when the time comes. (our house meaning jett and mine) one of the rooms in the house is filled to the brim with dirty dishes. i think we all get ready to leave and then do.
(before i got up to go to the bathroom i dreamt about a girl coming into my bedroom saying she was ready to ' the nasty ' but first i had to go check something in the bathroom. turns out i had to pee; when i fell back asleep no more cute fat chick)
* when the party continues it's at someone else house. the house is an old casita, only it's large and labyrinthine. the new hosts are cooking traditional new mexican. it looks really tasty. i'm sitting in jett's lap. i go out of the house into the big field surrounding it. i go into jett's truck that's parked on the side of the road. i'm rummaging thro the truck looking for something. some people pull up behind me. they need help, so i help them. in return for my help they want to give me some gasoline, i accept. ( i think in the dream jett and i are a ways from home) my corgi is with me he is a very well trained corgi, but he's exceedingly heavy i can barely pick him up.
( something happens here that i can't remember) the corgi and i walk back to the house along the road. my corgi walks next to me with out a leash. we get to the house and jett is gone, but sophie is there. we've missed the wedding, (whose wedding i don't know) but we are in time for dinner. neither sophie nor i are hungry, but the food looks SO good. (the food is different from before. modeled after the food at a wedding i was at a month ago) during the entire dream i'm trying to get in jett's pants.
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