This is a dream from April 1998, neer my friend, Mat's birthday.

Outside my high school, walking down a path. I see the space neer the path where I thought to myself the otherday..."I bet faerys live there" I look and to my supprise there are a few fae dancing there, under the roots of this old bush. I say hello quietly as not to disturb or frighten them. I don't think they hear it. I'm floating. The fae queen-like one comes up to me and says.."Don't get your friend a chair for his birthday." I think it was in a riddle. She goes back to the other faerys, and they dissapear. I call for them, I plead for her to give me a hint on what I should get him...
then I remember that whatever a faery says in a dream is the opposite of what it means literally:)
As you can probably tell, I got Mat the chair for his birthday and he loved it:)