Poop stations, mask, dorm

The last few nights over the weekend have been all about disturbing zombie dreams. Last night was a welcome departure from all of that and I slept relatively well…so much so, in fact, that I was mad I had to go to the bathroom (watermelon before bed!!) and mess up the dream.

I was walking around in the area we grew up in as kids with my immediate family. It was pretty hot and although I didn’t realize my dogs were with me, I picked up a bag of poop. We were supposed to walk all the way back to our house, 100 miles away, and I have no idea what happened to our car. All of the sudden, I remembered that if we go to one of the poop stations and then open up the map on my phone, then that’s how I usually fast travel around and that would be the best approach! We had just passed one of the stations, so I turned to go and deposit my poop bag too, when all of the sudden, there was a line to use it. Where in the world these people came from, I have no clue. Eh, so whatever, I know there is another one down the way we were walking, so I said, why don’t we keep going down literal memory lane. As we neared, my brother asked if it was barred off from our use, and indeed you could see some bars around it, but upon closer inspection, it was made more apparent that it was just design for that particular station. It was still so hot and I was getting tired, so coming upon the target location was such a relief. I happened to be wearing a backpack similar to the one I wore in college, and just like in college, the left strap had a cell phone holder…but it was a flip phone. I wonder what happened to my smartphone, but something was better than nothing and thankfully, the flip phone happened to be touchscreen too. Unfortunately…it was small, not very responsive and the signal was awful. The function worked, and the map instantly lit up with fast travel points that I recognized, but the map would NOT cooperate and go high up enough. It stopped about 60 miles from our current location and I had never been there so i was unsure of what would happen, but I figured that at least it would set us closer and maybe the map would allow us up more if we were there. So I went to choose the location which I knew to be on a military base (not the prison). It finally it worked after much poking and prodding on the primitive screen. Man, I’d be so glad once I was safely back home.

Arriving at the base, I was alone, but the dream had jumped forward timeline-wise too. Suddenly I was roped into being at the school dorm. Vaguely in the back of my mind I realized that it was an all-male school and I was the one female. I shared the Spartan, prison-like room/cell, with 1 other person, but the room suite included another room and a bathroom. One person was playing with a big mask that looked like a tapeworm head and I asked to don it and try it out too. The curtain next door to the room with 3 guys was open and I pretended to be a worm, waiting for someone to notice. One guy laughed while another guy said, “that’s not funny.” So then I closed the curtain. Then I decided to “play” with one of my suitemates by detaining his arms behind him and “dragging” him like that to the other room in my suite as a prisoner. We were going to have some fun with him and he didn’t seem to protest much, but…

…then I had to wake up.

I just remembered about another major dream I had last night about a college campus, some classes, being an operative again, maybe it was an operative school? But I had privileges others didn’t, and then forgetting my phone when I went to the bathroom and coming back to find it missing the case and back case, then plugging the hard drive into a computer and seeing the last person who took it, confronting her and then confronting the main culprit who said she sold the case to a traveling dealer. I had her  (big girl!!)on the ground, both arms behind her back and one leg pushed up to prevent escape and fighting. Going through her bag despite protests (there was a huge crowd of students around us) and finding no phone, but a handgun.

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powerwash, AC unit, dynasty warrior, family

Our townhouse was inside of a large facility, indoor community which was a bit weird, but I guess that way they could control the weather. I can’t remember the events leading up to it, but eventually I was outside of the house (maybe they were just house faces, but the insides were built into the facility. A façade to make you feel like you were living out in the real world) and realized that thee brickwork seemed very faded. I know it had been raining a lot lately because the concrete porch and walkway were all darker, but it shouldn’t have been that dark. I commented on this and then suddenly remembered that my brother had given me a power wash attachment for my hose. I ran inside, grabbed it, and turned on the hose. Amazing! It wasn’t too powerful, but powerful enough that I had to be sure to hold it with 2 hands and it was making the brickwork seem newer. A male neighbor? came to watch and comment and I was so very pleased that I started on the concrete just to test it out. Wow. Just wow! I guess I spent the rest of the time doing that, went somewhere, came back and noticed that the neighbor the left of us had just gotten a large package that looked quite a bit like an air conditioning outside unit. Oh, they’re attempting to replace it themselves, eh? It’s about time, too, their unit is the original unit for the house.

Switch to a completely different dream. Some part about me sleeping and having an injury and healing it while I slept which meant that I couldn’t move or something. A lady that is not a relative in our family was visiting and sat near me at one point. Then my immediate family and I were at an amusement park, it seemed, eating food in the cafeteria. It was very crowded and we found a spot in a corner. When I was done, I picked up my tray, passed by a young teenage boy, and went to throw out everyone’s trays. Apparently I spilled some and needed a paper towel, but to get the paper towel which was just sitting on a counter filled with cleaning bottles, I had to reach in between all the of them. Very inconvenient. Then my mom asked if we wanted smoothies or tea because it was so hot and stuffy, and I thought it was a fantastic idea. She wanted a place that would make it with no milk. I get a weird flashback to an older dream where I had ordered from the same set of vendors, and my brain even recognized the familiarity, telling my family that we shouldn’t order from these people because if you wanted a smoothie, they wouldn’t have what you needed. Alas, I don’t know if we got any or not, because…

…I was a soldier in a military. We were blue and they were red. I was running along with the movement of the army and had to quickly choose my path which split into paths of the river. I accidentally chose too quickly and chose left instead of right. It seemed the right side folk would have it harder and I needed not only to be there for them, but to take the experience points. I ran into the water on the left as I was being pushed that way, but tried to make my way to the right path. There was a massive line of soldiers coming (single file) towards the right side soldiers which were the magic unit. Magic unit would certainly need help from an infantry unit like me! I knocked a few out, worried a bit about being electrocuted if the magic units decided to use a line of electricity to fry their enemy, but kept going. Since I was in the wrong section, I was being pushed strongly back onto my own path. I realized my folly because the side I had chosen were being defeated without me, so I tried to swim hard to get back there, but the current was so strong! Just as I thought we were going to be defeated, a huge group of blue soldiers showed up. They had just performed a pincer attack! The water level dropped and I stood up and the captain launched into dialogue. I wasn’t interested even though I was proud of our army, so I moved along the way forward.

And ended up going down a very narrow and creepy set of stairs into a basement. some tight rooms, dim light…and not much memory of what happened.

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Ex, game, baby, work

Where to start….

I was at work and it was raining outside, a little dreary. My patient was in the operatory (an office I am unfamiliar with) and I was talking to the people I worked with (also unfamiliar) having not started yet. The office was set up in a squarish shape with the front desk right in the middle and all of the ops, lab, etc in the surrounding square perimeter. By the time I got into my room to work on the patient, I only had 5 minutes left, so we told him that he was going to need to come back and apologized for the inconvenience. I wasn’t particularly sad…in fact I rather happy, if a little guilty, but apparently I had much sway and power that it didn’t matter at all. The patient (a man in his 60s or so, white beard, fit) was completely fine with it and made another appointment to come back.

Now without a patient and perhaps done with work, I went outside and started digging a hole in a strip of land not too far from the office. The clay was still moist from the rain, so it wasn’t hard to dig. It felt like I was trying to dig hole for a coffin, but it kept switching to giant top down view and ground view. While doing whatever in the dirt, I didn’t see her, but my ex’s mom started talking to me. I could see 2 dark haired guys standing to my right farther back looking at me, but didn’t bother to look up. I didn’t want to be rude to her, but her presence was not wanted there. She told me my ex had a new girl now. I responded with, that’s not surprising. He seems not to be able to be without a female. Either way, it doesn’t matter because that’s good for him. I’m glad for him. She started going on about something I don’t remember, possibly that she thinks I should go find someone, myself, but I wasn’t listening. Instead thinking to myself that maybe this time he’ll treat her well and something else I don’t remember.

Cut to a different location altogether. Something like a busy city. I’m visiting with my mom, and I think we’re at my sister’s new place? I’m not sure of the details. What I do know is that there’s a newborn infant and that it was imperative that I help. My mom picked up another older baby (maybe my nephew?) and I gently, but with the urgency of necessity picked up the newborn and held him close to my body. I had to protect him from something very dire. He was quiet and didn’t cry, but he also wasn’t the cutest baby in the world…then again, I guess newborns really aren’t.

Now it was the video game-like portion. I ran into a location, there was some dialogue and menu screens I needed to read to flesh out the story. Then I realized that the game didn’t pause while looking through these screens, so I quickly ran for cover inside a large building? cave? and my teammates made sure we closed the large door behind us this time. OK…now to review what I was trying to earlier. Whatever I chose, would make the story go along. The door behind us had several colored orbs embedded in it. Right now they were all lit, but I surmised that I would need to figure out this puzzle somehow. The whole time, the threat of whatever we just shut out was there, but for the moment it would be OK. The story seemed to be a Teen-Rated story…something about a woman in a dress and choosing the right questions to ask which would then trigger different story lines. Whenever it would seem to head in a more mature direction, the game would then switch to the next story. Only a tease. Whatever was chosen, would then affect what was happening in the live play.

It never amounted to much because when the sun is out, I’m up. It might be rainy, but it’s still bright. I managed to nap a little to try and get more of the story, but it never happened. 😦

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Haircut, friend, car, craziness

I am SOOOOOO sleeeeepyyyyyyyy.

It was a strange dream(s) that didn’t really make much sense, but here we go.

Let’s start with one involving my family. I think it was at the beach, with my relatives too. Something about sleeping on a bed in a room with other beds and pretending to be asleep only to wake up and happily pop a mini Nutter Butter bite into my mouth, catching the attention of a relative who kind of complained about it. Then I went to take a shower in a well-detailed bathroom, trying to figure out which towel to use. It felt good. Then something about driving around looking for fun attractions to go to.

Next dream. More driving but now in a residential type place. It was starting to get dark too, and I wasn’t familiar with the neighborhood. I think that it was a new place and I was just driving to familiarize myself with it. Well, I end up in the backseat instead of driving and by the time I get back to my townhouse community, it is dark. There’s something going on, though and suddenly I am with my old friend in the backseat and it seems we have won some sort of contest and this is the prize! We’re on TV, with a crowd of people standing outside in the neighborhood cheering us on! The car stops in one place and something happens and then we get back into the car and head to the next section of the community where an even bigger crowd of onlookers is cheering us. I swear they’re wearing costumes? Well the car stops and I get out. The onlooker crowd is walking single file over to stand behind us as backdrop for the camera. In the meantime, I examine the car there are some girls sitting in the back now. They tell me to punch out the window, so I lightly punch the car window and there’s now a hole in it. Since it’s a car window, it doesn’t shatter, so I punch it several more times more vigorously, while pulling the shards and pieces off the car. The girls inside pretend to be scared and for some reason it’s all making me very happy to be punching out a window. When I’m done and the crowd has arrived fully, the producer tells us to follow him. My friend and I run alongside him to keep up (he’s very tall) and start giving suggestions about how to make this show better. Mine was to make the crowd into zombies and have them surround the car and incorporate the window punching into it. That way it’ll be scarier!

We arrive at the strip mall/house place. This segment is where we’re supposed to have our hair cut. There are 2 to choose from and I end up not being able to make up my mind and then I go into where my friend chose. Her barber is a fat, balding with greasy hair, middle aged guy with a bit of a foreign accent and a rather rough demeanor, but he jumps right in. It’s a small place, but clean, and there is no one else there. I was about to keep her company and wait my turn, but then I realized that there are 2 places and 2 of us…they didn’t say it, but I think I’m supposed to go to the other one for time’s sake. So I leave that shop and head down the ramp to the other one on the ground floor of the strip mall. This place is much wider, but it’s more like a family run place. I sit down on the wooden chair and this very short guy with a big attitude and loud voice (similarly to the other guy, he’s dark haired, tan skin and rather rough) starts berating me a bit. His mother is sitting nearby and says things and argues a little with him. I’m preparing to get an awful haircut (it’s already very short, what else are they going to do with it?) but I’m OK with it, it’s just hair and there’s the show to think of. Instead of doing any haircutting, stuff happens and is being said, but I can’t remember any of it. What I do remember is looking up to see that lining the outer perimeter of the store are the onlookers sitting quietly and watching it all. About an hour of the antics later, my friend is done and comes in to sit nearby on another chair. Her hair has been trimmed and looks rather cute. The people ask her what she had done with her hair and she smiles, but I answer for her, saying they trimmed it to her shoulders, but when we were little, her hair used to be way down to her knees!

Then we all go outside, or maybe I just escape outside and by now it’s all changed and the whole place is grassy, some woods, with lots of people doing stuff everywhere. There’s a bit of a video game element to it all, mixed in with other convoluted themes. At one point, there are a bunch of cars sitting around and I sit in one only to realize that they’re like vending cars. Inside are money machines where you feed them money and you can drive them around (Zipper Cars, if I remember correctly). Then more craziness with a Tesla, some Segways, bikes, side quests. At the end, it’s finally time to clean everything up and go home. I manage to corral together the leaders of this whole thing and we get the message across to start cleanup and going home. Everyone’s scattered everywhere, so I check my on-screen map to track everyone down, but get sidetracked looking for the treasure/chests I missed on my play through. There’s even a police guy who was using one of the vending machines and when I say hi to him, he’s very friendly and asked me if I’d seen the “Pacific Malibu” drink he’d bought. I end up finding out that my friend had drank it already. There was free food everywhere.

Crazy, convoluted nonsense…it was like a Looney Tunes episode

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Medical, Dental

It must be springtime! Chill out, hormones and brain!

I walked into my new doctor’s office, not knowing what to expect (unsure at this point why I went). The office was a bit strange looking for a doctor’s office, much less warm and inviting than what I’m used to (and that’s saying a lot). There was this big, open bay with examination tables everywhere. In the middle towards the back wall was a large brick fireplace that extended to the roof. Lighting wasn’t very bright. It all seemed industrial. At first, I got a larger woman doctor (there were 3 that I could count). What the place lacked in comfort, the people made up for tenfold. They were very caring people. Everyone was dressed in different colored scrubs. I tell her what’s going on and she nods, doing doctor stuff. I remember thinking that she’s very thorough, and was worried that if she intended to do a full physical examination, then would she pull a curtain at least to give privacy? There’s some sort of commotion going on, and she’s distracted, but she continues with my treatment and gives me drops in my ears, bilaterally, saying this will numb your thyroid. In my dream mind, it made all sorts of sense because my ears connect to my throat and somehow the liquid would penetrate my tissues. I nod in understanding and she leaves, no doubt to let the medicament do its thing. Since the whole place was open bay, everyone could see everyone else. I tried to see what was going on while trying to be a good patient, but given that I was behind the big fireplace, I had no clue. However, I did work out that it seemed the whole place was split up like a restaurant where, in this case, it was 1 doctor to 2 examination table/beds. If you counted them, though, they seemed to be short-staffed. It had been plenty of time for the numbing drops to work and I was concerned that I would burn through the anesthetic too quickly, so I tried to get the doctor’s attention, but that commotion seemed to be an emergency, so I just sat back down and waited some more. It wasn’t like I had anywhere to go and I didn’t seem to be dying either. Well, after a bit of time, a male doctor in blue scrubs came up to me. It appeared that he was taking over for my initial doc. He seemed fit, young, with reddish brown hair and a neat full-beard (…same guy as in the last recorded dream?? This guy seemed slimmer and shorter) and a little bit unkempt. Extremely friendly, though, he moved liked he knew what he was doing, so I let him. Indeed, it seemed he was doing a full examination (was I in an ER???). At that point I didn’t seem to care much about anyone around me. His movements were quick and precise. Suddenly, he got on top of the table, straddled atop me, and started humping me, still clothed. I was taken way aback, but my body responded to my embarrassment and I gripped his butt with each thrust, trying desperately to control my breathing and voice. While he was doing this, I could lightly sense him touching my head all around, and pretty much figured out what he was doing: trying to distract me while examining a different place so that he could get an accurate exam without my “helpful” interference. When he was done, he stopped, and sat back, still astride me, with a very apologetic yet amused expression on his face, no doubt regarding my “encouraging” hands. My mind was still in a surprised and embarrassed haze at this point as he explained, people–women–think I’m hitting on them, but it’s the best way to…blah blah something. It was hard to focus given what just happened. He then thrust his ear in front of my mouth and told me to breathe. Then just breathe with my nose. He must have put some aromatic oil on his ear because it smelled good and I was terribly concerned that I hadn’t brushed my teeth well with him so close to my face. Plus, it was so VERY hard to control my breathing. That’s when I realized he didn’t have a stethoscope. My breathing was labored…I hoped it wouldn’t effect his diagnosis His next move was to check my pulse on my chest and I was excited yet worried about what his next surprising move would be: put his head on my chest? or pull up my shirt and put his head on my chest?? But alas–

–next dream. It was a work dream. The office was in a different place–a bigger place, but much older it seemed. There were actual rooms that worked as operatories with doors, except the doors were made of thick metal…I think the place used to be a prison. Dim lighting again. Each of the rooms had windows, but they were barred. The reception area was doored off from the rest, but the desk was absolutely massive. The waiting room was closed off from that area too and filled with patients lining each wall in the chairs, waiting. I was in the bathroom and came out to find that my patients were seated in my op already. An older couple whose names did not match at all what they looked like. I treat them both and go off to get the doctor for an exam. She happened to be reaching into a refrigerated display like in grocery stores to take out a couple packets of unleavened bread wafers. I tell her what’s going on and inform her that the patient wishes to come back for a 3 hour block to get everything done that needs to be done. She says “ok” and I wa der off to wait for her to go see them. I head back to tell them she’s coming and notice that my dumb coworker just brought back her patients and roll my eyes as she closes the door to her room. I tuck that into the back of my mind to gossip with my other coworker later. Then I head out to the reception area to see what another coworker is up to and she’s lamenting about how the piles of paperwork on her desk will take weeks, no, months to go through! I check the schedule and she gives me this look when I ask who “Queen of the year (something to that effect)” is. Uh oh. High maintenance patient. Great. I’m in no mood to deal with this. So I finally get her back and its dark outside now. The patient has been rather impatient but I can’t help that if my doctor is always behind. The first thing I ask her is what is her real name. She smiles at me, obviously not about to give up her secrets, and makes up some other ridiculous “name.” I then ask her for her license because we can’t treat her and submit to insurance without her real name. She just smiles again and I continue, asking if she drives. She does, so may we have her license. She looks about to launch into some self-entitled tirade so I book it to tell my doctor.

Then I wake up.

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yeesh

Had rather graphic dream last night. Other dreams too, but one particularly hotttt one.

What follows is this dream, you are forewarned, so stop reading if you’d rather not read it.

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hahahaha

OK

A couple things happened beforehand, one of which saw me wandering alongside a road in the countryside and coming up on a line of cars which looks like supercars, or concept Euro high end cars. I was all like, man, I want that one, pointing to 2 seater convertible. All the electronics were on the wheel but there was another steering wheel in front of that wheel. The extra wheel was made of latex or foam or something rather out of the ordinary. All of the sudden, the car drives itself into this big tent. I follow into the tent and sit in the car. As it turns out you can’t test drive the car on the road, but you can simulate a test drive inside the tent. The simulation was really neato except that it turned into an immersive shooting game demo instead of a car one. Think like 4-D gaming. Once I exited the tent, the whole place had a bigger tent around it and there were game systems and demos going everywhere with convention goers swarming them.

Let’s backtrack here a bit. I remembered suddenly, that before all of that, I was driving around unfamiliar territory and called my brother asking if he wanted some Burger King which he said yes. However, I’d missed the Burger King and was looking for a Chickfila, but instead found McDonalds. I pull in, park and go in to order food. There’s suddenly this amazing long line and finally, I go sit down to eat my order which was a crispy chicken sandwich. It was oozing with mayo and tasted greeeeat! Then suddenly it was dark out and I was following behind my brother’s car. We were supposed to travel somewhere (something about waiting at a bus stop beforehand but then I remembered I can drive) but he wanted food, so he goes through the drive thru for Wendys. I follow him, but he’s making the order complex and had to circle around again only to go park and walk inside. They told him that he hadn’t paid for it all and owed $2. He gave the cashier a one dollar bill and then pulled out a huge handful of change and just dropped that in her hand. I was embarrassed about that as she had to pick out the correct amount he obviously couldn’t care to do himself. The worker sighed loudly and complained about what a terrible job it was. I was mad that she was acting like such a brat to a customer especially given there was a sea of other people waiting to order.

OK, picking up from the gaming place, I am suddenly part of a 3-man team coming from the convention. Our target is just down the street in the city. She is from another time parallel and needs to go back into her own dimension, or some such similar reason (bottom line she needed to be apprehended and warped back), but she refuses. It’s our job to send her back no matter what it takes. I’m not the lead operative on this, it’s all my partner, a sturdy white guy with reddish brown hair and a neat beard. He’s kind but firm, a perfect senpai, if you will. We arrive at the brownstone and she knows why we’re there. Her thin build and drooping shoulders signal her depression at her fate. Currently, her hair is loosely tied up in a ponytail. I sit down in front of her in the shadows of the house–thank goodness there is still light from the overcast day coming through the windows. It’s my first assignment, so I’m deferring to my partner. I feel myself being overcome by her emotion, though I try to remain tough and focused. She cries and pleads with my mentor who seems to know her story and predicament well. He then just sighs and concedes to her last wishes: he lays her down, placing himself behind her, spooning and she pulls up her shirt to show her naked flat chest and already tight nipples… Oh how they reacted instantly to his touch. My mouth just drops and eyes bug out at what is happening. My partner has reached into her shorts and is busy working on her as she moans and writhes in pleasure. She extracts his manly bits from his pants, pulls it towards her crotch and hand stimulates him (the interesting thing here is my mind decided to blur his parts out). I don’t know what to do, but I don’t have to do anything because they both climax. He wanders off into another part of the house to prepare her deportation, and perhaps to clean himself up, leaving me and her together. I am wholly entranced by her all of the sudden. Her demeanor has changed now that her lust has been sated. Her hair has come out of their bonds. She sits up, hair in her face, both sticky with ejaculate, looking seductively up at me from underneath them. I am caught in her spell and can’t stop myself.

The operative in me is powerless as I lean forward into her. I don’t remember if we kiss or not, but I’m caressing and squeezing her petite boobs, while playing with her resensitized nipples. She does the same to me. Her breaths and body entice me even closer and I press myself onto her. Her hands go right to the prize and I can do nothing to stop her. She is the one with authority and not just a willing victim this go round. My own breaths are ragged and my mind unreasonable and only able to see white. I can’t extricate myself from her no matter how I try. My partner comes back into the room (where the last guy in our party is I have no clue) and stops short as he spots us. With effort, I turn to him and reach a weak arm out in a plea for help. His face is one of exasperation and disappointment. Still atop her but being in her mercy, I continue to try and fight but I’m giving up and giving in to her seductive powers. Then I feel his firm grasp on my hand and he gently pulls me towards him. I collapse into his body and find that I’ve been crying. Relief washes over my being, safe in his powerful presence and he puts me down carefully befoee moving to deal with the seductress.

…was I visited by an incubus? Then who was my knight in shining armor??

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Food, cat, neighborhood, cops

My eye is twitching like crazy. I guess I didn’t sleep well. I also don’t remember too much.

We were eating at a restaurant. Initially, I thought it was just an Asian place, but turned out to be a buffet. Whoo! My immediate family and my grandparents were there and we came later, so I sit down. My grand aunt is already eating before everyone, so we all sit down and suddenly there is food on the table. Apparently there were 2 different types of the fried chicken chunks. One was a darker color than the other, and set either on top or bottom (I laid out my chicken drumsticks like that last night, lol). My grandma and sister were eating them. I just so happened to pick up the one with a REALLY long tail on it and everyone was like, uh oh, now you’ve done it! Turns out, my friend’s cat was there too and the instant I picked up the chicken, he started attacking the “tail” and making a general scene. Everyone was just laughing and my mom said that she wonders if she should just get a cat even though my dogs were at home. He pounces and runs and plays as I eat the meat tail and all.

Then I’m suddenly back in our neighborhood…or what looks like our neighborhood? They’re townhouses, but everything seems both new and old and the parking situation is much different. I happen to be home that day and my mom’s car was on the main road, so since everyone else had gone to work, I move her Fit inside, closer to the house. She might be upset that it’s somewhere else, but I’ll just have to tell her I moved it. So I go to parallel park it around one of those big construction dumpsters (the whole neighborhood is in the middle of construction with empty lots, unfinished street, ripped up grass, the works) and pull up to the front so that the car isn’t close to the dumpster. I go to put the car into park and suddenly I managed to mess up the gear shift which is now a really long stick. I try to turn it back to the way it was, but the whole console is somehow lifted up and apparently, what I didn’t know, was that you can remove and insert said stick into another, covered, spot on the console and drive it like a manual! Wow! Versatile! Easter Egg! Suddenly the car wouldn’t move, so I walk around outside of it to try and jump the car which is no longer a Fit, but a smaller SUV. But it doesn’t make sense and I didn’t want to mess it up, because while the car wouldn’t move, all of the electronics worked. Instead of jumping it, I sit back in the car and decide to go ask my brother.

I’m walking back to the house and it’s now getting dark. There is a massive swarm of cops and detectives standing there and looking 2 doors down from our townhouse. Suddenly there is an explosion and the interior of that house blows up. It only affects that one unit, though. I see that they’re running around and I ask a detective lady if I’m allowed into my house. She says it’s too dangerous and to stay here. I’m like, guh. They ask me who lives there and I’m like, I’m not sure, we just moved in. Then they have me walk up close, and follow me in plain clothes. We see that someone broke a basement window of the unit and got in, but there is a big sheepdog and on closer inspection, a fawn greyhound on the basement green couches. The cop lady is like, they have dogs. They have dogs! which apparently nixes anyone trying to climb into the basement too. I just want to go home and suddenly I’m aerial and watching someone spray paint a mural on top of that townhouse in question. Then I’m inside a townhouse with some other people. One is dressing up as Scully from X-files and the other is possibly Skinner? Or Squidward. They’re having a blast getting into character and having a great time and I realize that if they’re not lovers, they soon will be and I might be about to witness something rather hot hot hot!

Then I jolt awake because I’m 11 minutes late!!!!

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Date, alligators, friend, neighborhood, dental

I walk into what’s supposed to be my house only to find to my horror that it was completely overrun by alligators. They were mostly small alligators but alligators nonetheless. Gators mixed with another animal that I now can’t remember but were relatively harmless, small and cute. I’m thinking small hippos but I could be wrong. Anyways, I have to fix the problem so I start picking up the nicer hippos and trying to pick up the small gators and putting them into containers, but they’re mean! And I’m scared!

Cut to some dream about 2 adult males and a woman…all interested in each other, love triangle, back and forth a some skin showing but nothing overtly graphic.

Then I’m walking around in my (unfamiliar) neighborhood. The foot traffic is tremendous here! I notice little details about my neighbors and find that I have an old friend from HS living nearby with her sister. Obviously her parents have moved and left the house to their kids. That’s really nice, I think to myself. I study the people wandering around and then I head back to my place because its dark out. Yet more gators. Just gators this time. I’m exasperated and start putting them in containers again but this time they’re even meaner and so I’m like, nope, and walk out of the house. I end up sitting on a covered, carpeted staircase that is part of the sidewalk and peeing because I can’t navigate the house. Just as I thought I was clear I hear people using the stairs behind me and something nudge my back. Turns out it’s a little dog, so trying to buy myself time to finish peeing so I can get out of the way of the dogwalker and her mom, I start petting it. Weirdly its face looks creepily like its owner’s face so I comment on that light heartedly and also notice that even their teeth misalignment is similar. Strange. But I’ve finished peeing and successfully distracted them so I run off.

That’s when I end up in a car with an old suitor. He’s taking me on a date to DC. He’s also wearing a nice suit and I’m just in my usual casual stuff. He’s very controlling and adamant about us doing things. Honestly, I know he’s got a happy relationship and I’m currently not interested in one, so I didn’t want to go but he was VERY insistent, so I go. We get out of the car, it’s nighttime, and he goes straight for this one tourist place. It’s like a museum, but like an acting museum if you will? So we’re in there and I’m enjoying myself, taking in everything (I LOVE museums) as the nerd that I am,  and we come up on an exhibit. They’re showing us something and I’m up front and I’m freaking out because it’s TINIEST little animal (there are other animals too…gators….what is up with the gators? But this critter is just adorable)!!!! I’m down looking at it, marveling at it (there’s a small crowd behind us that is the tour group we’re with), up close and personal. He’s there too, looking, but all of the sudden he tells me that he’s bored, so let’s leave. I’m like, guh, but he’s my ride so what am I supposed to do. I get up and leave with him with everyone else looking at us in disbelief. I try I hid my face because I’m embarrassed. We leave and I’ve had just about enough of him. The night life there is very busy as if there is a festival going on. He starts walking around and yelling at me to come with him we’re going to cross over into Maryland! However, I’m about ready to call a taxi or something to take me home because this is NOT the guy I remember! He goes off to look for food and I purposefully lag behind and run into my good childhood friend. We walk together for a bit and she sees the whole guy-being-a-jerk-thing, and informs me that this is not a good thing. I tell her that I’m well aware and wish I could get out of it. Suddenly I run to catch up with crazy guy and this older lady follows me. Some sort of insanity ensues with someone on the ground. If it was me or him I can’t remember, but I do remember the older lady following me saves me and wants to whisk me home through the air. I guess she’s a witch? Well I don’t remember what happens next, because I wake up.

Nap-Dream (I greatly dislike taking naps because they make me more tired, cranky and I can’t ever wake up):

I was at work and had come in late. It was hot and stuffy and dark. Sleep had not come well for me that night, so I was ridiculously tired; so much so that I hadn’t even bothered to put on my clinic jacket and had it wrapped around my neck. I sat down at my computer and saw that my first patient hadn’t arrived even though I was late. Thank goodness for that. I start playing Candy Crush on my phone while trying to stay awake, and hadn’t even bothered to go ask about my patient. Stuff is being said and things are happening around me and I keep telling myself I have to wake up, but I can’t. Suddenly, I jolt awake and realize that I’ve been napping and my next patient might be here! My brain doesn’t work right and I keep flipping through the schedule at work trying to find the right day. Why hadn’t anyone come to tell me what’s going on?? I’m going to be in so much trouble! I hear different voices coming from the front desk and my coworker comes back and I’m freaking out because I still don’t know which schedule is correct, my brain still will not wake up! My coworkers are giving me “you’re being lazy and weird” looks and I’m afraid to ask them which schedule is correct. My patient has been sitting quietly in the waiting room and I try to call her back but I got the name wrong. Wake up! WAKE UP!

That’s when I really do wake up and find that I’ve been napping for 1.5 hours. I hate naps. 

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Girl, Asian group, roommate, meal

I was looking for a roommate to share a house/apartment/room with and so I ended up with this one girl. I think I chose her name? Anyways, before moving in, I get a letter from her, handwritten, saying that she was really very excited to have me as a roommate and oh so grateful to me for talking to her all those years ago. It was confusing because I didn’t remember any of that, but I was busy so I didn’t give it another thought until the day we were officially moved in together. It was a nice place, a flat with a large window? railing? overlooking the decidedly quaint yet bustling city. I mean, the road outside had no cars, was made up of pavers and was right on the bay. She was really friendly and somewhat familiar, but I couldn’t place her. White girl, dark brown curly hair down to her neck, short, average build. I was a bit nervous having a roommate because I’d had some poor experiences in college, the last time I had a roommate, but we started talking almost instantly on the couch/floor cushions. She mentioned again how grateful she was for me letting her room with me and how all those years ago I talked to her while we were standing on a street. I told her I don’t remember at all, and she described the scene and suddenly I got a picture in my head and was all like, “ohhHHHHHH!!” I apparently did remember. It was from years ago! Very obscure memory and I was kind of weirded out that she remembered from all this time, but kept it to myself. We started talking about other stuff and it was like she was the soul buddy I always had. We had the same thinking tendencies and I started getting into the more strange theories I had but she wasn’t scared away at all. I complained about how my hair was so awful long, but I had to wait for 2 weeks until I could cut it again and then it would be SUPER short again. She looked at me a little bit in shock that it was common for me to have such short hair, but saw that I wasn’t joking and was cool with it instead of berating me about my hair. Wow. I relaxed because this was going really very well.

A time later, we informed me that the other members of the Asian group was going to come. I was like, huh? The Asian club? And have a meeting? Here? But before I could comment, there they were, except they weren’t Asian at all, just 2 more white girls. So it was an Asian appreciation club? Ok….there was one more member, a guy, that was to come, but wasn’t there yet. So the 4 of us sit down in a circle and I’m already not liking these girls. They weren’t mean, but a little bit B, if you know what I mean, and stuck up. They seemed to like me OK, though. The other 3 pull out high end tablets or even beyond tablets and I’m sitting there self conscious until one girl said, where’s your tablet. I say I don’t have one, I only have my laptop, the inferior product, and waited for them to sneer at me, but the one girl just handed me my laptop sitting there on the table and said, get on to our website or whatever. I was relieved but still on edge. The guy showed up, an Asian guy, and I was interested in the possible dating sense.

Then it changed and I was looking out a big window in a run down part of the city. It was a BP gas station and around it were abandoned buildings with colorful graffiti all over them. I couldn’t hear what was going on around me except that I was doing a re-run of an older dream. I told the guy beside me that in a little bit, he’d be riding 3 pigs in a race right outside here. He was like, huh?

Then it changed again to a restaurant. Asian restaurant that was reserved for the large party of my family and relatives. No one else was there and we spanned 2 circular tables. it was a relatively fancy place and someone had ordered each person some food, but no one really ate anything because it wasn’t very good. I tried to eat mine anyways because someone had paid for it, but trying to dig the noodles out of the bottom of my soup bowl was proving almost impossible for me. The servers were distraught that no one was eating anything at all and it was a complete waste of food, but they took the dishes away and brought out a mountain of pate chaud and desserts. They asked if I wanted any dessert which was iced shrimp and I was like, noooo thank you. It looked like they were getting fed up with us and I managed to snag one of the pate chauds before they carted the entire pot away to throw. It was actually good. The whole meal was an absolute waste of money and I felt awful wasting that food. It was a fancier restaurant and I wondered who was footing the bills.

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Dog, dental

I was at work looking through the x-rays of a patient that is not particularly liked as a patient in our practice. I guess every time she came in she’d have a PANX taken so you could flip through all the images and see the massive deterioration. My coworkers and I were looking through and the doctor called over and said is that the L-Jaw Patient? We all though it was the most absolute hilarious thing ever…L-Jaw…apparently so named because she only had sextant 2, 5 and 6 remaining, but as you kept going forward those teeth would just break off, even the implants and now all she has are the sextants 2 and 5. She’s scheduled to come in again and we assume now she’s missing one of those too.

Then I’m working on a patient. Turns out, it’s my dog. He’s laying there on his side on the dental chair/table/thing, being a good boy and I get the bright idea that he’s being so good, let’s try to get an xray of his teeth! Our sensors are smaller than it should be for his mouth, but it’s OK, let’s try. I’m going to have to hold his mouth which means I can’t leave the room, so I pick up our lead vest and have the hardest time trying to get it on one-handed. I’d asked my doctor to help me, but she just came in, looked at me, asked what crazy thing I was going to do and then left. My coworkers were much more interested in helping because, well, dooog. Hello. So I’m fitting the PA XCP in there (why not the BW? Bc I’m too lazy to get it) to do a test image, he’s being a good boy, though he doesn’t like it of course, and then I say, hit the button. They do and we get through 3 of them before one of my coworkers mentions that it’s not taking the image. Oh man. Somehow the program messed itself up and I’m like dangit we don’t have much time before my boy starts acting up. I try to reach over and fix it and then, boom, I wake up, because the real boy is making a racket wanting to go on his walk about an hour before I’m scheduled to wake up.

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