Last night I dreamed that I was in a house with Tsukimi who was also Plushateer. I think it was actually Dick’s old house. I wanted to buy it but couldn’t afford it; MM was my realtor. I kept getting reports about the assessment of the house but it was still at $153,000 which was too much for me. Then I realized that it had outstanding tax debt and if I could get it on the courthouse steps for $8000 then I could totally swing it.

Tsukimi/Plushateer (and Maximus, I think) and I were in the house with all the neat rooms and Plushateer asked me what I planned on doing. I said that I was just going to stay home and clean house and vacuum and be like a housewife for a while. She seemed surprised and then we were looking at these report cards of our lives. I said, “I’ve been an overachiever most of my life –well, by US standards, maybe not by Asian standards– so what’s wrong with taking a little break?” My graph was all in the 90s and then showed if I stayed home it would drop off and evaluate that time as 0 achievement. Plushateer decided maybe I was right and she was going to work as a computer programmer to make money to support the house. It wasn’t a romantic relationship; the roles were just kind of defined that way. It was more just a cooperative relationship.

I had another dream that I made notes before going back to bed: “Dinner/event.” “‘Don’t want stuff from China!'” I make notes to jog my memory but it seems instead the notes release it from my memory altogether. I know it was something at the restaurant but I don’t remember anything else.

I had another dream where I was explaining a massage to someone. I was hoping they’d opt for a foot + back massage for the hour instead of a full-body. I was explaining that unless you have leg or arm issues specifically, this was really the better way to go.



Last night I dreamed about Touken Ranbu and Outlaw Star. They were mingled together, I think.

I also dreamed that I was at the warehouse and people stopped by trying to find me for a massage and I didn’t want to do it. There were several vehicles outside looking through the glass doors. I was by the other office and could see them through the windows; I was tucked into a corner where they couldn’t see me unless they came around to the other door. When they started to come around, I started walking away into the other area and pretended I couldn’t see or hear them. I think I tried going out the back but ended up ambushed by a guy I know (and don’t like) IRL. I believe I made up some excuse as to why I couldn’t do the massage.


Last night I dreamed about Outlaw Star.

I also dreamed I was in a house with a bunch of carpeted rooms. Maximus was there. He had toys in every room and carpeted mazes. I needed to vacuum. I tossed him a toy and it hit him in the face; I thought, “Oh, that’s right, he’s blind. He may look better because he’s in a dream, but he’s still blind.”

For another dream I just have the notes: “AP. Drama. Keijo coach. Noya’s VA.” All I remember from this is that one character had Nishinoya’s seiyuu and that freaked AP out.

In another dream there was a kooky anime-style family. There was a teenager daughter that was a pro blogger/photographer and she was taking pictures while on a train. There was a photo competition; AP was taking a picture of a kid on stage who looked like an angel because of how the light scattered/reflected behind him. Then there was another picture submitted of AP taking that picture. Ultimately, the winner of the competition was a photo demonstrating three uses/stages of a cane. There were three different people arranged on steps, an old woman, a younger woman, and I don’t remember the third. All with canes but holding them different ways. I don’t know whether the cane picture or the “picture of AP taking a picture” was the photo that the blogger daughter took. Maybe both, for all I know.

In another dream, I heard the song “Regal Generation” by the Generation of Miracles. After the first play, it played again, and when my mom and brother were confused, I explained that the second song–the one we were listening to now–is Aomine’s version.

In another dream, I was standing at an intersection. It’s the same one as dreams before; I think last time I was wearing a promotional t-shirt to advertise a place. I was worried because Maximus was by the sidewalk and was likely to walk into the road but I was on the other side. A guy in a company-branded pickup went roaring by; after he passed, Maximus was gone. I walked up the road, following the truck, and found Maximus in the middle of the road. He had stowed away in the wheel well. He was just fine and I thought, “No matter what happens, he’s alive now because this is a dream.”

In another dream I was visiting “friends”–I think it might have been the kooky anime family from the previous dream. One of the daughters (I don’t think it was the photographer one) insisted I needed to watch the “new” Toy Story movies, that I would just love them (I got the impression they were “new” Toy Story movies much like the “new” Star Wars movies). I really didn’t want to but I was a guest and couldn’t turn her down. We were on a pull-out couch under blankets and her mom (a customer of mine in RL) was watching with us. We were crammed in way too close and the mom especially was too close and was kind of playing footsie with me but not and it made me really uncomfortable.

Then we were in a gym at a school fair. Half the gym was set up to watch the stage and other other half had little booths set up. I saw GG’s wife and I was thinking about their son and realized he had a different last name (this is not true IRL). So the wife was at a booth, discreetly practicing her signature for writing checks with her new last name because she wasn’t used to it. When she left, I found the pad of paper she was using and I tried writing her name too, just to see if I could copy it. The person next to me said, “You better quit that! He’s coming, he’ll see you!” He walked by me and gave me a nasty look but didn’t see what I was doing. Then GG moved toward the middle of the room where he was correcting a softball/batting demonstration being given by his daughter.


Last night I dreamed I was at work. It was breakfast service and Brewsters were there, out on a patio kind of like the rose garden a few dreams ago. Another person was with them. He ordered all the components of a breakfast platter but ordered them separately and as I was trying to punch everything in, I’m thinking, “Can’t you just make this easy and order a platter?!” Then she ordered 70 eggs. I said, “Seven?” She said, “Seventy.” I said, “Well, each order is two eggs, so you want 35 orders..?” She said that’s what she wanted but I suggested we start with five orders and if she still wanted more, I’d keep sending orders in for more. She agreed. I can’t remember what the other person wanted; something pretty simple compared to what the other two got. Honestly, I wasn’t sure we had 75 eggs in the building.

I woke up and when I went back to sleep, I was back at work but it was lunch service. I was inside the building this time; we were full. Some people were waiting for me to take their orders but I was caught getting desserts for my vet who was in eating with her family. She wanted herb bread and cupcakes and one other thing I can’t remember. We had a lot of old things in the dessert case and I didn’t know why they were still in there because I didn’t want people to buy them. I knew the red velvet cupcakes were a week old; I opened the carton and touched one and it was plenty springy though. That’s when I noticed that many of the cupcakes weren’t frosted; each carton had 3 frosted, 3 unfrosted cupcakes. The herb bread was very fresh. I told her that I wouldn’t charge her for the cupcakes since they weren’t up to my standards.

By the time I got around to taking some orders, one girl was sitting on Booth 3 by herself–it was a girl who attended our Thanksgiving dinner–and I was super apologetic that it took so long but she said, “Oh, I’m not having lunch, I’m just going to have one of your _____.” I can’t remember the word now, but it was something similar to a crepe. Which was problematic because once she told me that, I thought, “I don’t think we have those today…” and I looked up at the dessert board to see if we had them at some point but sold out and I forgot to erase them..?

I had another dream where it was Wednesday and I was so happy because that meant a new episode of Yuri on Ice. It felt like the week had gone by so quickly.


Last night I dreamed about work. Over and over. I dreamed about this coming Monday and the preorders. I’d taken an order for bbq ribs and was stressing because that’s a dinner item, not a lunch item, and with the orders we had there was no way we could pull off ribs for this person’s lunch. I knew mom would be mad but I was still trying to think of some way to swing it.

I woke up and went back to sleep and every time it was work. I don’t even think the dream progressed much; it mostly just replayed the same scenario every time. I think I dreamed this same dream about four times.

One time when I woke up, I had a word I needed to write down to remember. I’ve forgotten it, but I dreamed about putting a post it pad by my bed so I can write down things I need to remember from dreams.

I dreamed I was watching Outlaw Star but that when I started it, it was in the wrong place from where I remembered. I realized I’d slept through too much and would have to restart a couple episodes previous.


It took me a long time to get out of bed this morning. I got stuck between dreaming and being actually awake and couldn’t really move.


Before going to sleep, I set the intention that I wanted to meet someone via dreams.

Last night I dreamed that I went to visit Tiffany who was living in kind of a big dorm. She was in room 12. I’ve seen this hallway and setup before; I knew exactly where her room was. It might have been the same location as Char’s room when I dreamed about him. Inside it was more like a hotel room than a dorm with a bit lit vanity and cream-colored walls and a huge walk in closet. She seemed really unhappy and I got the impression that she had no friends and her classmates (?) didn’t like her. While she was in class I visited a little deli (I’ve seen this place in other dreams too) and got the story from the owner behind the counter that confirmed my suspicions.

When I went back to her room, Maximus was there. We were in the closet, which was connected to the bathroom. I don’t recall why but I had started the water for something and realized the sink was overflowing. I could see water around the walls of the closet and worried that it would leak through to the room on the other side and we’d be busted since I don’t think Maximus or I was really supposed to be there. Fortunately she had so many clothes and towels lying around on the floor I was able to use them to soak up the water. At some point Maximus bonked his head and was yelping.

The cat woke me up and when I got back into bed I realized that Maximus must’ve been the answer to my request for an encounter.

I remember seeing a man with shoulder-length silver hair that was supposed to be Victor, but he wasn’t.

Another dream took place at my warehouse. I was in the back where my brother lives and there were several people there, I think for a sleepover? I remember a kid with freckles and short spiky hair; he looked like an anime character. We heard a strange sound banging against the back door but when we opened it, nothing was there. It was dark outside and ominous. They were just going to close the door and ignore it but I wasn’t staying over; I needed to go outside and go home and wanted to someone to walk out there with me.

Same place but different time. I was waiting for UPS, I think. I had a different driver than my usual one, this guy was supposed to be my previous driver (but IRL he wasn’t; he was a guy in high school the same time I was). I asked him what he’d been up to but was secretly missing my usual driver, “my Keanu Reeves lookalike.” (Also not true IRL.) For some reason I was organizing a display of fall vegetables. I was stacking pumpkins and squash and zucchini and cucumbers of all sizes, trying to fill in gaps but make it look fancy.



Last night I dreamed about Yuri on Ice.

A new character was introduced; a younger sibling of a competitor we’d seen before, though he looked kinda old even though he was short. He seems excited to see Yuri so at first I thought he was a fan of Yuri’s but once he gets Yuri’s attention, he said, “Where’s Victor? I want to see an uchuujin.” I don’t know why he believed Victor was an alien; Yuri seemed surprised by this assumption too. I was not in the dream, just watching it.

In another dream I was at the restaurant talking to one of AP’s sisters. She was saying about how he wanted to run away for a while because he was having issues with his baby mama. She was asking about the accuracy of paternity tests; I told her the one we tried used saliva and the results came back saying it was 99.9% his kid. She thought she might suggest that to AP, though it did occur to me that his kid is like 10 now (or older) so it might be a little late for this. She said he wanted to go somewhere solitary for a while, relax, meditate, and get a bit chubby. I said he should use my cabin; it’s a great place for that. We were laughing that he could grow a beard and look like a Mexican Jesus. Then I got a message (text, maybe?) that Mitt Romney had just asked dad if he could stay in the cabin. I said, “Well, there two beds. It’s kind of an odd pair, but whatever.” Then we received a package with Denver Broncos curtains from Romney for the cabin; everyone assumes people from Wyoming are Broncos fans. I laughed and said, “Well, he might have to fight [AP] for the curtains because he’ll want his half to be Dallas Cowboys.” (Which isn’t true; IRL he is a Lions fan.)