Woke up from a nap about trying to order a birthday cake. It’s been impossible to find a gluten free cake in the area and a friend pointed out a bakery up north that makes custom cakes with a $5 up charge for gluten free. They’re only open during weekdays from 7:30am – 1:30pm which makes them difficult af to get at, but I haven’t been in a hurry because I’ve been incredibly indecisive about what to order. I haven’t been able to pick out a cake in almost a decade and don’t want to make the “wrong choice,” not like there is one but it’s a rare occasion that probably won’t come along again and as much as I love chocolate… flourless chocolate tortes are easy to find so I keep going towards a white cake with buttercream or something like that.
Anyway, I dreamed about this ordeal in a nap earlier today. I had gone to visit the bakery in person to try and place an order (haven’t been irl so my brain assigned a coffee shop near the local courthouse) and was waiting to talk to someone about options. I wanted advice and I wanted opinions on what the best flavors were. Half way through they had to go deal with some emergency so I wandered around and came back to the counter, there was a chick to my left waiting by the espresso machine and I asked if she was waiting to order and she said she was. I mentioned trying to knock my order out for weeks and someone got me half way through before bailing and asked if I could just finish it up whenever someone came back and she was like yeah whatever.
Someone else comes up to the counter and I try to pick up where I left off and tried to pull a screenshot from my tablet and it brought up a picture of someone’s butt, their legs were in stockings and it looked like some burlesque promo. For a sec my brain ran through the following: that’s not what I meant to pull up, oops, is that me or someone else? This has to be someone else it looks like it’s for a show. Idk. I opened the image gallery and was finding some random photos from earlier in the day I had no memory of. Photos of my knees? A hospital gown, then a brown dog in the back seat of an suv. I mentioned I was still trying to find the reference screenshots but had no recollection of the photos from earlier in the day, like these were major memory lapses. Thr chick behind the counter said “sometimes that happens after the procedure,” and I was all what fuckin procedure? And I woke up around here.
Idk if I’ve ever gonna order this belated bday cake. ._.