Was knife fighting with a stranger.

Mom was a bartender, served me up a healing potion.

Chased around town Mario kart battle style with my cousin or brother.

Found a tourist info sky tram thing, rode that to avoid getting hit.

Dreamt a contestant on survivor

On a cruise ship, had to jump off into a bay, but this was an urbanized island.

Swam in the bay. Saw a Toyota boat that looked just like a Camry from the back.

Somehow watching the episodes in real time as I was playing. Saw some dude named Deshawn say he swam by some “thin Asian dude” in confessional style and wanted to reply, but I didn’t know how.

Bully at PGR. Was manishi there?

Some offsite trip, tropical.

Big white dude kept coming up to me wanted to punch me. I asked what he gon do. Get into fight like cobra Kai.

After hours I see from his perspective he starts to make a presentation to one up me at work. Ends up showing that we’re all fucked and the business going to fail. Settle this miyagi do style.

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.

On a rocket to Mars (?) with lots of people. Seems like a first flight for colonists.

Delays due to something missing. Go down to nearest planet to find. Walking across desert, drop phone go to look for it. Find Matthews phone and go back to a camp/settlement, find Matt give to him. Find my own phone.

Local jawa like creatures present, taking our parts. Have to go rebuild a robot or something but i don’t have access to the fabricator, have to stand in line. Materials look like wrapping paper tubes.

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

Old church like setting.

Heavy rains.

Had my hatchet and axe.

Drank / ate something that could bring you back if you had the right ingredients to make you again.

Basement flooded, all my things in the water, saw my hiking pack w gps float away.

Before zombies we had to defend against another team of people. Melee combat.

Zombies came later, after during fight. Axed them. Outside, saw several of them scale the cliff into the church grounds. Confronted them on the grounds. Lisa managed to get a weapon from one of them, i kept using the axe.

Got fired from work because of depression, could not maintain the facade.

Laura Naccarato from high school was there, she had done some sort of medical procedure on me as a favor but i couldnt accept it so i paid her $200.

Jason Mendoza from the good place was my brother and had some legal documents saying he was entitled to all the money i made at progressive. I signed it over.

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.