being off my meds has left me agitated.

this is getting to be a bit ridiculous (though not that i mind.) i had another dream with the same person as before. this i don't think was a sex dream though it did have some similar elements from the previous one starring this friend of mine. and it was a first: a trilingual dream. I guess the gist of it was that i was hanging out with him and my brother, and we had met these two girls in a bar. this got me very jealous. we went back to The Friend's house for a while to chill before we met up with the two girls again, and his little sister (he does not have a little sister in real life) was having a birthday party, and i was sitting outside watching the trail of children (she had a ton of friends!) file into their house. i also remember seeing his parents (whom i've never met but have seen in pictures.) then we were on the porch of his house smoking. he and my brother managed to successfuly light theirs, but mine somehow was really wide and i couldn't get it lit. then my brother went somewhere for some reason, and The Friend got me into a corner of the porch (it was a goldenrod color... tee hee, rod, no pun intended...) and was talking to me and slightly leaning up against me, saying things to me alternately in english, spanish, and french; i think he was asking me what did i want? and i responded in all three languages. in french i was trying to put a sentence together: qu'est-ce que veut dire... qu'est-ce que tu veux? then we were staring at each other for a long time and i was wondering when he was going to kiss me but he didn't; instead as he was asking me these questions he leaned even closer up to me and i could feel, um, let's just say i could feel a few additional details. anyway then somehow we were in my kitchen and i was yelling at the short-haired brunette girl for supposedly lying about her ID and her age. the blonde girl was wearing this too-low-cut shirt and i blurted out to her in a mean, bitchy way trying to embarass her: um, your nipples are showing! (the shirt was that low-cut.)

at the end of the dream my friend said to me those girls ARE bitches. i like when my dreams have nice endings.

and why dream about this friend so much all of a sudden? i don't know. but i will say that my friends are my friends for a reason - each of them has some quality or qualities that i really like. i thought i wouldn't be having dreams like this due to the New Crush, but what can i do? maybe my subconscious is telling me something. anyway, with the New Crush i prefer not to get too involved just yet; i kind of like being on the outside as a casual observer.