The blue girl says 'don't smoke, wait, smoke'

This dream was very nonsensey and visual.

I worked in the theater industry as an event planner or a creative director or something and the Guthrie put on a play that involved crazy shenanigans outside on the street before the play. I think I coordinated the outdoor show that including glittering, Vegas-style lights going up the building in long stripes and swing dancers that I think were either floating or on stilts, but they were dressed kind of Victorian in lots of light colored lacey, puffy dresses.


The scene changed to me in a gas station because I needed to buy a box of tea bags. There was a box of "Constant Comment" and a variety pack and I had a hard time figuring out what to get and I think I started yelling at the clerk about the crappy selection. I also contemplated buying a pack of cigarettes while I was there even though I was trying to quit. I was reassured that I should buy them by a strange looking girl that was encased in a clear acrylic box packed in with a number of non-descript torsos. The box was filled with blue liquid and the people in it looked like their skin was flaking because they'd been in for so long. The girl was talking to me in my head, not out loud. She told me that if I bought the cigs, she would help me wean myself off them and it would be much easier than just going cold turkey. So I told the clerk I wanted Marlboro Ultra Lights and he pulled down four weird packs instead, one of them was a perfectly square, flat pack that was pearl-colored and had no writing.


The next part involved me in a mall walking around in a black turtleneck and no pants and trying to play it off like it was perfectly normal. I eventually felt really weird about it so I found a pair of black tights to put on but I still felt weird. I sat down at a food court table with someone I know (though I can't remember who it was) and started apologizing for being gone so long but they didn't understand and I didn't know where I had even been. I told them I was living at my friend David's house and that we had both been accidentally gone for two months on job interviews and that we were going to have a bbq to make it up to everyone. I randomly had a picture of of a chandelier that I wanted to get for the party that was made out of amethyst and was really long and skinny and taller than the room I wanted to put it in. Some other crap happened by I can't remember.