Last night I dreamed that I found a write up about Yuri On Ice about how it was originally supposed to be two episodes longer. I was like, “This is it! This is what I’ve been looking for! This proves the ending was changed!” I couldn’t wait to tell Plushateer.

I had another dream that I was at work with my mom and brother and my dad was on his way home from delivering beer in [ ] County. He had called to say he wrecked the van or it went off the road in the canyon or something but he was still safe, he’d just be back a little later. My brother and I were talking and heard this horrific noise; we looked out the window and it was the sound of the totaled van coming down the road. Brother said, “Haha, that looks a bit cold!” The entire top of the van was gone; no windshield or anything. Dad had resourcefully just cut a neat line through all the metal removing the whole top half of the van so it looked like he was driving a little screeching boat down the road. We were flabbergasted; mom couldn’t believe the van had suffered that much damage yet dad was apparently unharmed.

I also dreamed about hitting the snooze button because I needed more time to collect my thoughts before waking up.



Last night I dreamed that it was time for the podcast but I’d forgotten to discuss/schedule Natsume’s segment. He said it would be no problem and wanted to join us on the podcast. So he showed up in my dumpy little office where we record every week and it wasn’t until he started talking that I realized a) he’s an anime character, how is he all here like it’s normal? If anything, shouldn’t it be Hiroshi Kamiya? and b) he speaks Japanese; how the hell are we supposed to have a conversation and how did I understand him until I realized this?

I also dreamed that it was 7 pm and I was getting into bed because I was so tired. As I looked at the clock and realized it was only seven, I started to cry in frustration because I was sleeping my life away and would never have time to get anything done after work.

I also dreamed that it was New Year’s Eve and all the reservations had shown up at the same time…which also happened to be way early. I went out front and was in a tank top and it was chaos because my help had rearranged the tables to “help” me and nothing made sense. So I started rearranging tables and some of the guests asked me if it would work and I said, “I know it’ll work, I’ve done this before. Several times.” But as I was rearranging the tables to where I actually wanted them, I realized I was still in a tank top and looked like crap. I called to one of my staff and asked them to bring me my spare chef’s coat out of my locker but I realized it was too late and no one seemed to care.


Last night I dreamed about Yuri on Ice. About the latest episode and I started dreaming possibilities for the final episode.

I dreamed I was at some anime event. The new voice actor for Ukai was there, cosplaying as him. The voice was the original Ukai’s. He was giving a speech about all the good stuff the anime club has accomplished in the last year. Then before the food was served, another emcee asked me about my Jyushimatsu dakimakura that I had brought along because Plushateer dared me to. He was totally puzzled by it (I don’t think he was a member of the anime community, just an event coordinator). I said, “Oh, no, Jyushimatsu’s stripping!” and I fixed the outer layer that covers him up; everyone around me tried to look and we all laughed. The emcee says, “You seem pretty happy about it.” I said, “I am happy. I was so happy to get this pillow!” He looked very puzzled like that was not the answer he expected and he didn’t know what to say to that.


Last night I dreamed that we were in a classroom presenting our cases about theories about Yuri On Ice using powerpoint presentations.

I had another dream that I kept recycling and trying to remember for when I woke up, but I forgot it.

I had another dream that might’ve been vampires. We started with three young men in suits; kind of like from the Emma manga. The one guy I remember looked like Domeki from xxxHolic. I was there, or had a character there, but I saw everything from outside. A woman with red hair. Domeki-lookalike received a phone call and wrote down some information. One of the men was gone, like time had lapsed. Then I took the phone call and it was a mysterious old woman on the other end. She said something how we had been so much older then and now we were only 44; she gave me a phone number and the last four digits were 1888. I discussed this with the other two guys still left, believing it was a riddle and some kind of code. I looked at Domeki’s notes he took from when the woman had called him before and he had a lot more than I did. My theory was that she had given him all these clues but when we still couldn’t figure out the riddle, she dumbed it down and reduced the information that I got to make it easier for us to figure out. That was the phrase “you were so much older then” believing we were smarter but since we were only 44 instead of 88, we were childish and dumber and needed the information filtered.

Because we weren’t actually 44, all of us were 22. So it was metaphorical. The 1888 in the phone number correlated to the year. The other two guys were a bit skeptical and I said that Philip, the one guy from before who vanished in the time lapse, must have the final clues. I asked how long it would take us to go to where Philip now lived; 5 1/2 hours by carriage. I was thinking about how much faster it would be by modern transportation but whatever, if we had to make a day of it we’d go talk to Philip, stay over, and come back. The two guys didn’t seem to want to.

It changed again and now Domeki looked more vampire-y and had reddish hair. He looks like someone I know from an anime but I can’t place it. He was sleeping in a giant bed with satin sheets with our little adorable son. It was morning and my character was trying to wake him up, saying it was the day we were going to visit Philip to solve the riddle. He tried pulling me into bed because he was lazy and didn’t really want to go. Our son woke up and asked what we were doing; I stroked his hair (he was so cute) and told him we were going for a big carriage ride today, which he got excited about so my husband was kind of tricked into going or else disappoint our son.


Last night I dreamed that I woke up and wrote down all my dreams. It alternated between making notes in my bedside notebook and blogging. I looked at the clock and it was 8:35 am.  I had it figured that I could blog, go back to sleep for half an hour, and then wake up and get ready for work. (IRL I need to be at work by 6:30 am).

I dreamed about sleeping. I thought it was Wednesday which meant I got to sleep as late as I wanted but I woke up realizing it’s Tuesday; I looked at the clock and it was 10 am. I remember thinking that was so late it was almost too late to go to work and I was wondering why mom didn’t call to wake me up.

I dreamed that Ein was out in the field playing around with deer. He was play-dancing with them. Mom, dad, & I were watching from the kitchen window. It looked really funny. Then he disappeared over the edge by the pond and the deer, which were now horses, scattered. When he didn’t show up, I saw his motionless body in the grass. Dad went to go check on him and I refused to look because I realized this was a dream and as long as I didn’t look and admit he was dead, I could change the future by re-dreaming it and keeping him alive.



Last night I dreamed about Touken Ranbu and varying doors.

I dreamed Maximus and Pu were sick. In the dream then I started to worry because if Pu was here in the dream with Maximus, did that mean that my cat had died in the waking world? But I woke up and Pu was fine.

I dreamed I was in a lockdown facility for medical testing with Plushateer, Trung, & ITGuy. I went to go pee and there was shit and toilet paper on the floor. Ultimately, we just walked out.

I dreamed about Yujiro Hanma.


Last night I dreamed that Yuri on Ice was between cours and they were assembling a new team. There was all this tension. The sniper looked like Chris. I guess it was kind of an A Team/YoI mashup.

I had another dream where dad wanted me to get this specific flower from a main street flower bed. I had to walk behind Ace Hardware or through it trying to disguise what I was doing. The flower bed in question was in front of an abandoned store so I didn’t think it would matter if I took it. It looked like a plastic bag sitting there so no one else knew what it was. It kind of resembled a jellyfish or giant mushroom with three root tentacles when I picked it up. It wasn’t anchored to the soil at all. I think ultimately decided it was a type of hozuki. After I brought it back, dad wanted me to get another one but I never could find a second one.

I had another dream that I was at work and David and his wife (who didn’t look anything like his wife in real life) wanted smoothies to go. They gave me an order list that was 5 strawberry smoothies, 2 mango (I don’t remember for sure, some orange color), “clean the blender” and “price list” and “how to use online ordering.” I clarified there that we don’t have online ordering because I never set it up since our specials change daily. The wife said she was so frustrated because she couldn’t figure out how to use it because people had told her they had. I said, “They must be lying then, because it’s never been set up. I can’t risk people ordering stuff and me not having it and then having to tell them that when they show up to pick it up after they’ve already paid online.” She thought that made sense. Mom warned me that I had to make the smoothies two at a time because the machine couldn’t handle all five strawberry ones at once. At first it was problematic and the ice seemed low but then I realized that the ice chute wasn’t lined up properly so I fixed that. I made the first two and was pretty sure I actually used raspberry flavor because it was red and there was no strawberry. The blender was clean but I figured they must have seen it when it looked bad before I’d cleaned it.

I had another dream that involved reading newspapers. I was looking for something. There was talk about two people getting married but it was actually listed in the obituaries. Dad didn’t understand for some reason and someone was there explaining they were two young independent book publishers. Then somehow it had to do with Natsume’s Book of Friends and my brother wanted to see how these people met. We were on a long kind of suspension bridge but then it was a snowy road and I inhabited the main character since I’d seen the episode before. Then it wasn’t my brother, it was the girl looking for her fiancé. The wind was so bad I had to sit in the snow and pull myself along with my hands. I caught a glance at the yokai who was a little purple ball thing ahead of me. But before I could get to him there was a foot-tall SD chibi-fied Jotaro Kujo (in the black outfit, Stardust Crusaders style) right on the edge of this road/bridge. I held out my hand and he took it. So I put him on my lap and continued pulling myself along with my upper body going after this yokai. I caught up to him and he sat on my lap too. Now we just had to continue our journey to the end of the snowy road where the yokai would be reunited with his fiancée. 

I had another dream about a young singer who was a YouTube sensation and then was all over the media. But once we started investigating we realized she had been on several different programs all with a different persona but was actually the same person. Then there’s kind of a montage of finding all this evidence of her out there doing all these interviews, and in everyone one they ask her about her talent and she says, “I practiced a lot.” In one interview she was gothed-out kind of and faking a british accent and had this cute short purple hair and Beyoncé was interviewing her and the girl managed some backhanded comment about how Beyonce’s haircut was similar to hers only had more of a football helmet look. The underlying thing, however, was that the girl might not have been human and despite her consistent answer of “I practiced a lot,” practice actually had nothing to do with it. Though it made myself in the dream wonder if there was a way I could practice and be able to sing.