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.

Creepy dog in an abandoned facility. I was climbing down for some reason, passed a creepy Pokémon dog that was attacking me, but slowly. Maybe shooting slow projectiles. It was saying some weird stuff.

Lisa was nearby, drowsily telling me about her brothers friends and how they’re the type of people who don’t have the latest game system and can’t be expected to run spider man. She asked if I had put all my Pokémon away.

I wake up from a dream to tell lisa on the couch about how I dreamt about the basement and how I thought I neglected some animals in aquaria down there. Then two dogs come in (a medium black dog and a little scrappy white dog) and I ask lisa…what have we been feeding the dogs?

The answer is I was neglecting the dogs too. The little scrappy dog was sitting in the sink in our living room on a dish floating in some water when I saw it had slices in it like a poorly carved turkey. I ran some warm water over it, but it fell in, and when I went to retrieve it to my horror I pulled out only bones and the fleshed head. I think there was another medium white dog in the water, dead perhaps.