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.

Stella saw a pair of dogs nursing puppies outside in the rain and wanted to get out badly. I opened the window and she pushed her way out of the mesh. She also ran and caught a bad person, tore off many fingers before he was apprehended.

Earlier, someone else ordered kits to water cool all our pcs, set up primarily by some girl in the group. Was controlling a video game character while this going on, struggling to maintain a normal posture as a girl expressed interest in me.

Last there was a ball game. Another boy wong did well, hit a home run and everyone got home. Yellow jerseys. I was up last. Practice went well I was sure to hit. Step up to the plate, mud on my glasses, ask for time to clean.

Pitcher pulls out all dirty tricks. The ball is a bit of red slime, almost sinewy, like a piece of waste meat. He shuts the barn doors to home plate so I can’t see him pitch. He pitches right in front of home plate. He has all his buddies in front of him pitching so I can’t see him wind up. His last pitch was in the dirt far in front of home before the ump warns on time. Never got a hit to finish the game.