Monthly Archives: July 2020

A pink moto?

I was out somewhere after a work thing and covid was a thing and wasn’t a thing so some things were closed like restaurants but everything else seemed normal. I had Lucas (Josh’s son) and Josh and his fiancé Shay we’re elsewhere and were supposed to come back to get him, I was in some huge lobby and a mutual acquaintance said she’d take him and I was like okay cool, and was coming down the stairs and couldn’t find my phone, my bag was a mess, I was a disheveled mess, wearing a red jacket I owned irl as a teenager and don’t know what happened to it irl

I walked into what looked kind of like the QFC in Capitol Hill and saw Jösh and we kept missing each other in the aisles and I finally caught up to him, we were in some room that looked like a b&b and got into a fight, I threw my bag at the wall and some things spilled out so I went to look under the bed and there was so much random stuff but I struggled to find my things, went around the other side to keep looking and pulled out two different gen pink Motorola razors that were still on and operational but not mine and I threw them at him to catch, there were so many pairs of sunglasses and other stuff, and when I gave up I sat up and buried my head into the mattress to pause before just leaving and he got up to sit near that spot on the bed so he could comfort me and I could lean my head against his chest and all I could think was the only comfort comes from familiarity and habit but this absolves nothing and solves nothing and got up, then the owner of the pink razor from before showed up and she was this incredibly possessive blonde chick, like looks kind of a lot like Margot Robbie as Harley Quinn but in some pink dress that matches her goddamn phone and I was like okay cool ima grab my shit and go, and she wanted to fight me! I said they looked happy which was great and made me realize I really didn’t want anything to do with anything that’s going on there. She was fucking nuts, like narrating what was going through her head and how she thought things were going, like breaking the fourth wall to a crowd that’s not there and she came at me so I punched her and the fight kept going until I got on top of her and kept punching, won, got my stuff, and left

C-4

In this mornings dream dad and I got into a fight at some rural gas station and I got mad and walked outside so he left me there without saying anything. I didn’t have any cash on me and my phone had 4 hrs left on the battery. Tried calling mom and she wasn’t answering. Somehow made it home (different map) and went to my room to grab things and he came in with a gun so I went into the closet with my own gun and shut the door waiting for him to try and open it. He blew the door open with explosives instead, when I realized it was about to go off I moved to the back and after I didn’t know where he was at and retreated.

A Pageant

Crazy dream I was in some pageant as a follow up from being at this place the previous year. I was in this dark red dress (red dress with a black mesh layer over it), jewelry, and when I was trying to finish up and head downstairs for some reception I couldn’t find any makeup in my bag. I’d forgotten to pack any makeup, or hair tools, or the right necklace even though I packed a few of those. I didn’t have time to run to a Sephora for an eye kit, it was maddening.

I guess this never dressing up and wearing makeup thing is starting to influence my weird dreams. >_>

Pandemics in dreams

Had a dream I went to lunch in some place in AZ and saw a couple people were around and weren’t wearing masks. Then suddenly the place was packed and loud and no one was wearing a mask except for me. I had to pass this one table to leave and this chick just stared at me so I started this rant about how Japan never had to shut down and controlled their numbers because everyone wore a mask. She said the whole thing was stupid and a hoax, I shut her down saying she’s not smarter than the CDC, she’s not smarter than WHO before clearing the area and then stormed off.

Fffffffff

The CDN

Weird ass dreams I got my job at the CDN back but I wasn’t in the same org and was an infrastructure architect and was at a thing last Saturday and wasn’t happy about having to work a weekend, but was supposed to give a talk that didn’t happen and had a bunch of liquid soap for some demo and was like… I’ll just give it to the kitchen and they were all thanks and dumped it down the drain on the spot, and was back in Seattle and it hit me where I kept thinking I didn’t want to relocate back to Arizona but they had a regional office in Seattle… right? (I think they do irl or I know about the colo here anyway) but I’d just saw Ben here and he is still an architect there for real, and I don’t remember ever going to AD even though I stepped foot in the office, and when I logged in it was still giving me credit for 18 months tenure and I was like that’s weird… last time I was here for 2 years but shrug then ended up at some company related party but it was some rich people house party and someone gifted me this huge fucking thing of Swiss milk chocolate and it started to melt in my bag so I grabbed it and was trying to figure out how to carefully unwrap it without a bunch of melted chocolate getting everywhere.

Then some lady came up and was asking me questions about how long I’d been here and I kept thinking 2012 but knew that was wrong, and was like… wait that was Vegas and that was 2013, I moved here in 2016 and she took me for a walk across the street and mentioned she had a huge dog that acted like a puppy and I was all excited until he came up because he was this giant st bernard that kept jumping up on me and putting a paw on my chest cause he was all excited and I almost fell, she had to tell him to stop. We kept walking and then I decided to wander on my own and sat at a table, there were a bunch outside that were setup for the event and then I saw you standing behind me looking around so I called out your name, saw you had friends at a larger table and got up to meet you and they were finishing up and getting ready to leave, I was upset that all this stuff happened and I hadn’t seen you the entire time, then sat down and remembered an earlier part of the dream where Elvis tried to kill me in a parking lot and everyone was like w t f? I explained he was like Jailhouse Rock era Elvis except dressed like Johnny Cash, wearing all black and he had John Wick’s car, and I had no idea why any of the above was a thing. I was so stuck on not knowing what to do come Monday with the job and woke up.