Last night I dreamed about My Hero Academia. I hadn’t watched it or read it recently. I wans’t in the dream, I was just watching it. But it was more like it was real rather than the show–though now that I type that, at the end it seems All Might’s voice was switched with Aizawa’s and I texted my brother to see if he noticed and I wondered how such a big mistake could be made but I found that I kinda liked Junichi Suwabe’s voice coming out of All Might. I figured it had to be an error with the script but I still couldn’t figure out how no one noticed the mistake and let it air that way. In another scene, the main villain was a lady resembling Blizzard from One Punch Man and she was lying the body of her dead friend/right hand subordinate woman to rest and whispering her really sweet farewells but two of her underlings were behind her, drawing kind of comical Drifters style–one looked like Yoichi from Drifters but was a girl–flabbergasted that their evil boss would say such things. There was this kind of thought bubble/inner voice of not-Blizzard that was like, “Oops, I didn’t mean for them to see this.” It was comical in a way that would fit Drifters or One Punch Man but My Hero Academia doesn’t treat its villains this lightly. Things were getting pretty bleak and people were dying and at the end Gran Torino and some other guy were sitting in space on a meteor and kinda dying but they had faith the kids would save them.
Then, because it’s Thursday, my alarm went off–and my alarm tone for Thursday is All Might’s entrance theme. So it was kind of surreal.
I hit snooze and I don’t remember the first part but then I was swinging into Sinclair to get gas. I realized my mistake and it was still open, and I try not to go when it’s open because they always try to come out and help and I just want to pump my gas myself. So I got out and got the gas going and swiped my card by the time the guy shambled out and he was asking me stuff and I couldn’t hear him. I thought he would wash my windshield which would be handy but he asked if he could do anything and I asked if he could fill my front driver’s side tire. So a lady came out of the office and stretched the air hose from inside the shop and he proceeded to fill it. I was pretty happy about that because then I didn’t have to take it in to get it done. Then that guy left and the lady who brought the hose out asked if I wanted her to mail the bill and I kinda freaked out wondering how much they were going to charge me just to air up my stupid tire but I looked at the bill and I said, “Well, the gas was on a card so the air is…$5.15?” I dug around in my wallet and gave her a $10 and told her to keep the change. Then the old guy turned into an old woman and we ended up talking about Jeeps because apparently now I was in the green Cherokee instead of the Commander and the lady was talking about how they all end up with tires like mine because of the torque and it’s a flaw and that’s why they don’t make them anymore. We both agreed that’s unfortunate because they’re really great vehicles and how my dad was bugging me about my Commander because it’s 10 years old now and he’d asked if I planned on trading it in and I said, “Nah, I’m gonna drive it till it dies,” because I love it so much and it has zero trade in value anyway. But we were both hoping Jeep would come out wth something like a Cherokee or Commander that was good off-road instead of just appealing to city people who want fuel economy.
Then I went to get back in my Jeep and I was in the parking lot at the grocery store and I got in the back seat after walking past a very old woman who was smoking and I thought, “That’s where that smell came from when I was in the shop.” But as I get in the back seat a grandma is in the driver’s seat (not my grandma or any grandma I know) and her son was in the passenger and there was a kid next to me and the mom I think was at the back hatch stuffing in groceries and there were plastic bags full of stuff everywhere and I was getting anxious because I had stuff in the car and now all this other stuff was mingled with mine and I just knew that when they got to their destination and took their bags out (seriously, the car was stuffed to the roof) they’d inevitably end up with some of the things I’d bought. I got more anxious as I looked around the car at these people I didn’t know and they looked like they were going on a vacation and talking about meeting someone I didn’t know and I all I could think was, “I’ll have to text Robin that I’m going to be late. I ended up with a family in a different dimension.”