Another string of weird dreams. There was some weird self service clinic with the half ass supervision of medical staff for “superficial” wounds. I had some metal shard or something protruding from the side of my chest and had to pull it out and address it, but the counter where the paper towels and other items at was busy and I didn’t want to squeeze by other people in case I bumped it. There were a couple dogs and I was worried about them excitedly jumping up on me for attention too. Eventually I made it and addressed the problem.
In another dream I was on a couch having sex with someone I was engaged to and it was great but he started to break his rhythm and paused for a couple seconds, so I offered to get on top and kissed him. He got up to go clean up shortly after. From what I can remember he was this tall Asian guy with hella black hair and it was short, but that’s really it. Idk how we met or became engaged. I lost my ring or something and then found it, and he was being deployed somewhere (but for like scientific research projects) and I was supposed to follow later but had to leave him at this gigantic elevator.
I walked around and was gonna ask KB about splitting the cost of gas and taking turns driving when he said he was going to Vegas, and saw him go up a crowded stair case when I was talking to someone else, so I tried to excise myself from here and this table to go find him. I finally reached the top of the stairs and looked down to see him stsjdif on the roof and though… I always wondered how to get up here. The lights on the roof were purple like some night clubs and I came down the other side of the stairs on to the roof then walked through the crowd looking for him. There were a lot of people and then when he spotted me he got mad and told me to leave. He made a big deal about me just making it in uninvited and I pointed out how he through it easy cool at defcon but he wasn’t seeing his hypocrisy. I mean I knew he just walked in too. Then there wa something implied about money and I know like 2/3 of the peoooe who attend defcon don’t pay to get in anyway. And I ran into Sahar and we were going to find our purses and leave. I talked about how if I was staying I’d only be there maybe 30 or 30 minutes and they don’t allow purchases for the entire week long event, and that’s payingo er a 1000 hours for maybe 40 minutes of use, and asked would you pay a weeks ffood budget for only one meal? And not like a fancy one but like an okay one? No. And grabbed a toolbox I recognized and when I guy came up to ask about it I told him it was one my dad gave me before he died. And the guy started to rearrange things so I told him to go away.
And I was standing in the car port looking at the rain pouring through the glass, now it was like an Arizona room and was enclosed. The neighbors came out and we’re having trouble with shipping or delivery with primeand I explained some stuff to them and they went back inside to make a phone call or Idk.