We’re in CA with Andrew. We are playing a milsim, and Andrew’s leading us to some objective.

Playing scrabble with my family. Matthew puts “gleoc” down and I’m like, “what, the beast from Zelda?” He’s like yeah, and I storm off, throwing a piece across the parking lot(?), muttering that fine I’ll start playing animal noises next. It wasn’t even spelled right, it’s gleeok. I try to find the piece but I cannot, I only find matchbooks on the floor. I figure the item might have gotten smushed by now. Someone else’s mom is screaming at her kids while they get into their car.

Giant high school reunion in a swamp.

See people like Brian Jung, Julie Kim, other random people. Julie Kim in particular says hi and it’s awkward. Some of the popular kids were living in tents in expensive cities. I remember realizing that that could be a possibility now.

I give out some computer puzzle, evidently I’m leading some of this. One guy figures it out, it’s a puzzle that prints out some ascii art of a halo scene, and when zoomed just right the moiree makes it look 3D. Others are having trouble because they have macs and I coded it in git bash on windows.

With my family somewhere. I make a racist joke to my father, swapping the e for a Jews to Jaws. He didn’t laugh.

Very suicidal early on. With my family, I break a wine bottle to cut myself with it. Family doesn’t try hard to help.

Practicing defense like a video game. Particular class lets one take down bugs easier.

A giant honey comb breaks a tree limb from limb. Parts land on an AC unit. Bugs start entering the house. Lisa untroubled.

Flying in an airship. A fat turkey alights on the (dock?). It has the ability to detach its head from the body, and comes inside. The head was acting like a cat.

We debated whether to eat the body for thanksgiving. What would we do with the head?

Angela, my old advisor, was seeking to replace her body parts with those of her grad students. Cat was there; maybe she wanted her eyes. I was to sign over my legs. I came up to the touch panel where I could give final confirmation to lose my legs, looking down into a valley from the sky. I selected no.

Work event. Henna is trying to flee in a minivan, Jeff Hester and I attempting to stop her. I shatter a window with my knife. Somehow I guess we manage to stop her.

We have a meeting, Zaucha is leading. Henna is babbling, and Steve tells me to shut up. I retort that it was not me talking but the rest of the “class” (felt like high school) started to say how much I talked in the last two meetings.

In a wooden ship or something. A tail burst through, apparently of a whale but no flippers on the tail. It was dying, we spoke to it somehow. The town wanted to help heal it. I was to take photos but as we were sitting in an auditorium I realized something was up. Ran off and found another person got the gig, and were at the top of a very tall steep hill making the deal.

I had the most horrific dream.

We were dog sitting for Ruth (she doesn’t have a dog) and there was a bed in our room and a piece of furniture upside down in another room. It had a metal cage thing for storage that was exposed. The dog got the zoomies and took off, tripping over the bed. In the next room we heard a crash; it had torn off its front leg after getting caught up in the cage and was running around on the bloody stump.

Started out fighting coura in ssb. He was writing down every reaction to every potential situation in a binder of some sort.

Dreamt Stella was protecting me as I competed in drag race. No memory putting it all on just competing and afterward. 2nd and 3rd called up to the podium. Waited for first place to call; I didn’t win the competition. Category was really really weird. I think I looked princessa like Jennifer Connelly in labyrinth but the others were so boy. Later told my coach I’d never felt the pressures of being beautiful only being a man.

Dreamt there was a bat in our house, but we lived in a swampy watery place. Or perhaps it was field work of some sort. Lisa and I looking throughout the house, came across giant snails, other creatures before finding the bat cuddled with the cats.

We wanted to remove the bat because of rabies, but I said it was too adorable to be removed.

City built on the ocean.

We’re in our Fairhill house, it’s one of the cities.

In the mud porch, the window looks forced open.

Move to another house. Sport drops something in front of me, I get a text, from sport, on my iPhone 13. It reads “I think this was part of a gun.” Sure enough, it was.

Doing laundry. The washer was built into our new fridge.

Move to the next house. I’m on edge. I get my BB pistol. Some Asian girl walks by. We draw on each other and start firing. Her dad walks up and I realize she’s no killer. He asks if that was a real gun. Of course not.