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I had a dream yesterday morning that the SU drama group was putting on Romeo and Juliet, in a strange space that was something like a stadium & something like a warehouse & something like an airline hangar & only a little like a theater. I was cast as Juliet, & Casey was cast as Romeo (Cozy I blame you for casting us in Hamlet), though he never actually was in the dream & I was never actually onstage; for most of the dream we were playing with the fight scenes, Mercutio & Tybalt & the opening boys, people like Andy & Damian & Aaron. I'm pretty sure Cozy was there, though I don't know who she was. Bill Taylor was there--directing, I think. It was kind of fun. & made me miss Shakespeare.

Also I cleaned some yesterday. & did not do any homework. That's today. That, & some kind of party thing thrown by Stef? Perez & I are confused, though we think we've got it worked out. It helped that some people were drunk & spilled things...(words, not liquids).

Anyhow. I am going to be productive for a few hours, & leave my computer behind so it doesn't distract me. & I'll leave you with a poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay.

( City Trees )

ouija! ouija!

I am in Cozy's room...we just finished a ouija (an ouija?) session that was the most amazing conversation I've ever had with the afterlife. (Well. Considering this is basically my third conversation with the afterlife or whatever one calls it, I'm not running on much, but it was awesome.)
He was a 91 year old when he died, in 1971, in New Mexico. We chatted for a while, asking test questions (he got my highschool nickname & Cozy's middle initial), just asking random questions--he was married, with two children, & he was a dentist. We asked if he had a message for us, but he said no, he just wanted to chat. He was really specific, & very fast between letters--no lagging or being confused, very very clear & quick.
Cozy asked if he knew where she was going to study abroad: M-I-L-A-N, he spelled out.
Then we asked about theater (seriously, dorkiest ouija question I ever heard)--whether there was going to be Shakespeare while Cozy & I were here.
( .... )

It was hilarious & amazing...sort of like being teased by your grandpa, who just wants to hang out with you for a while. He said he wasn't from around here, but I kinda hope he comes back or that we can contact him again.
Katie & Colleen are coming now...hopefully there will be other amazing conversations. Haha! So much fun! I have never quite done this before...

ETA, the next morning: We had more conversations. It's actually really exhausting, talking to whatever it is that's going on, thinking of questions. I left the room during one conversation to talk to Joel for a long while, sitting in the Bellarmine lounge by the windows. When I got back the girls & Andy were deep in intent conversation with someone they called "AB" who I gathered had died of AIDS, fairly recently (1997). They were asking about crushes & drama drama & various other similar things & as far as we could tell--since we kept asking--AB was having as much fun chatting about all these things as we were. It was really truly bizarre. What was even weirder was when Cozy's roommate got home & we had to move, & we told AB, We're going to the basement, same building, is that okay? Can you find us? YES, says the board. & when we get to the basement & sit down & ask, Are you there, AB? it shoots right to YES. ...so this guy really liked to talk...altogether I think he was talking to us for a couple hours.
People asked many many questions...mostly about relationships & their future, which I mostly exempted myself from since I discovered that I really don't want to know; & even if I did get an answer, I wouldn't know whether to believe it or not. Weird...