Just woke up with BLB’s You Can’t Stop A Bullet in my head.
There was a string of dreams jumbled together that make no sense and I can barely remember and am not sure what order they went in.
I was at a dinner table with friends discussing plans and how parents alternated nights. I said something about getting babysitters and someone said something and I asked if they knew what March 14th was. Someone was all oh 3.14 pi day? And I was all its one month after Valentines and yeah it’s pi day bit it’s also steak and bj day, your lady wants to get a babysitter and go out you make it happen. Friends at the table agreed.
There was something before that where I had to figure something out by converting it to binary, which as of this week I can do irl, and I did. I was having issues because there was the concept that early computers had the technology built in for all the modern day protocols back when they were first created. Like the inventors of the machines didn’t invent the Internet protocols or design it but knew we’d need the hardware decades in advance and I was trying to figure out okay we know which organizations agreed on these protocols but who the hell invented the ethernet cables and NICs and WiFi adapters and other shit… which I find funny it was a huge cover up mystery in my dream when I do know these things. ._.
I opened this shiny purple and white vinyl faux alligator skin covered gift box, it was like a tiny trunk, and there wasn’t much in there but snagged on one corner was a necklace on a silver chain and it was my crescent moon necklace with the gem dangling in the middle I had for years and lost years ago. I’d look at it and it looked the same but it looked more ornate. I picked it up and it had a few thin 18″ chains with pendants om each one that all layered and complemented. One side had my original necklace and the other had a larger brassy colored crescent with a polished stone in the middle. Between the two were other trinkets and one looked like a flat white stone with a little copex marketed manga version of myself with long brown hair drawn on it. It looked like my style, and it looked like it was stained on there almost like an opaque stain class because the image soaked through on both sides and the light going through showed those colors but the colors were more pastel than you’d get out of stained glass.. or maybe more like milk glass. This is harder to describe than I expected lol.
I was sitting on this huge plush couch in one room and it was dim. There was some collectible glass piece next to me on the table build into the center of the couch, there was some argument about keeping my necklace I found with my dad. He went upstairs to argue with mom. I went to the other room and saw my gaming rig at a desk, it was this huge tower and dual monitor.. the keyboard keys were taken off the base of the keyboard and reassembled upside down in order so you saw the clear pieces on the bottoms of the chiclet keys and would type on those and you couldn’t see the letters or characters, which was cool… cause touch typing. So I win + L’d and walked away and went around the corner into the kitchen and saw mom and started explaining the importance of this item.
I was in a room sitting in between these two girls discussing where they were from and answering in a mocking way like they would when a guy would ask. One was from Barbados and the other I can’t remember. The girl laughed and said she was Scottish Korean while pointing at herself then laughed. They were imagining funny ways for me to respond or something. We had to leave the area and Ashe and I were left. We had to grab the leftover equipment and our things.
I forgot everything else even though I know there’s more. Woot.