dream interpretation

last night i dreamt i was at a summer camp with TJCAC. it was ghettofabulous. there were cabins that resembled the school portables at Churchill Heights PS as they were elevated and required little stoops, but wooden all around (perhaps more like the cabins at that camp i went to at the beginning of grade 8 where we sang Chantal Kreviazuk's version of Leaving on a Jet Plane, kayaked and peed in the woods).

i was in a group of people walking out to the large group activity site. we were told very strictly to be on time. i was a straggler so when i got there, the fence just closed (there was a fence). we were told we could join in a few minutes. everyone who was on time were playing a game that involved hurling water balloons. perhaps it was a water balloon fight because they started throwing them at us after awhile. someone threw a green one towards me but i sidestepped it and it hit someone behind me in the face -- he did not appreciate it.

i threw a few unpopped balloons back and they remained unpopped. i thought this game was mighty unfun, so i wandered off to see what some other kids (little'uns) were doing. they were crossing a little bridge over a tiny creek. why there was a bridge was beyond me as this creek came from one of those open sewer pipes coming out from the end of a ditch where there was perfectly good land to walk over.

i was about to start a game with them when i noticed there were other kids (who seemed to live in the woods) playing with some weasels. i initially saw three black weasels, but it quickly became apparent that there were at least three others who were striped grays and otherwise pale.

i told the kids i knew to be careful to not startle the rambunctious weasels. they noticed us anyways, so we ran like the dickens. a weasel jumped onto my left calf and it gave me a scratching. i wondered if it would give me rabies; the cure for rabies involves jabbing a huge needle into the abdomen -- who would look forward to that? maybe i was thinking of lycanthropy, which you can contract with a scratch.

anyway, the weasels were jumping on the kids, so i woke up.