We’re pursued by a fleshy monster. I carry scissors to defend myself, but it’s useless.

A titanic fleshy monster sits in a warehouse as we’re making our way to the cruise ship. We have to go through to get on. There are more people on the boat, and it seems more organized, but it is useless.

A nurse is treating someone. She remarks that this is punishment for all the people she’s killed, and that we’ve all killed. She should speak for herself, and I take the scissors and snap the base of her neck.

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.

A corpse is talking to me from a bed. His poster with Mona lisa eyes is in the window. He is asking about a book, about raising the dead. I begin to talk to him. My brother arrives. He tells me this person is of some notoriety. The corpse is silent. Brother informs me the corpse had been trying to use me to get the book so it can reanimate itself. I had been talking about giving it the book to my brother earlier, not knowing it was a corpse, not knowing what it sought, weighing the options. I am betrayed by the corpse. The eyes in the window follow me.

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.

Paint thinner cleaning food

Dad sick, covered in burns

On a road trip

Offered 20000 off my lease to let a company use my car for a week

Prison of sorts

Older less useful people made to step on chickens to kill them for processing

Photographing something

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.