8/13/17

Last night I dreamed that I went to Japan.

I was trying to find my seat and was in the back of the plane and realized I had a 7 seat. So I went back up to the front where the seats were bigger and Angela was on one side and Danny to my left. We weren’t First Class yet there weren’t any seats ahead of us. I was talking with Angela about how I’d decided on my trip from Vancouver that I had to fly something other than Coach to Japan because I didn’t want to spend 11 hours on a plane with my knees to my chin.

Mimi was there on the other side of the aisle and she had a little baby (6-9 months or so?) with her. The baby was fussy so I asked to hold her. She was pretty cute and bouncing on my lap and stuff and then I felt a vibration and I said, “Uh oh, did you fart or was that something worse?” Then she started kind of twitching and I asked Mimi if the baby had powers and Mimi said yes; I handed her back and said, “You should write down what she’s saying, she’s delivering a prophecy.”

On the plane I was so excited to be going and wanted to tell Plushateer but then I realized I was supposed to be going with Plushateer and she wasn’t here. This trip was too soon. This was October and I was supposed to be going with her in March. I was worried she’d be mad I went ahead without her but I LINEd her and she said if I had the opportunity to go, I should go, and then we’d go together again in March.

We got to Japan and my mom and brother were there with me and mom was driving. She had directions on an index card to a bilingual B&B-type place we’d booked. I was surprised at how quickly we got out of the city and into the countryside.

I was arguing with mom about directions but the building was on 69th Street and we were on 88th and so 69th Street came into view and it was this very large yellow multi-storey building. We got out with our luggage and they were at the top of the steps waiting for us.

We were in the parlor with the lady who ran the B&B and a couple of scruffy guys, one of whom was her husband. We were sitting around a table eating halved oranges. Well, Zack and I were just holding our orange halves. Then one of the guys had a big pot and said something about a better idea of what to do with the oranges and any that weren’t eaten, we put in the pot. The lady of the house licked off a spoon and then dipped it in the sugar jar to put sugar in the pot. At the time I thought, “We can’t stay here when I come with Plushateer. We need to get a real hotel. She would die if she saw that.” And as if to confirm my suspicions, the lady kept stirring the sugar and some water and the oranges and licking the spoon occasionally.

Zack had handed over his orange halves with some snotty comment about how he didn’t eat fruit and then one of the guys got mad and they started bitching at each other. Zack kept bitching until finally I said, “Zack. That guy went to the other room. He’s not even here.” I thought to myself, “I’m glad I brought him this trip. I cannot take him with me on the trip with Plushateer and ITGuy if he’s going to act like this.”

Whatever the guy was making in the pot never turned out because he tried putting it in a much smaller bowl and spilled half of it on the table, the rest mounded and ugly and very unappetizing in the smaller bowl.

The lady needed to go out for some grocery shopping and I volunteered to go with her because I needed to get out of the house. We went downstairs and her husband followed and then I didn’t see him anywhere. The garage was downstairs and I got into the passenger side of a baby blue Bug. I kept looking around for the husband because I thought maybe he was coming with us and I didn’t know if he wanted this seat. The lady didn’t say anything but started backing up. We backed out through three garages; the husband wasn’t there because he’s had to move his pickup from one of the garages behind us so we could back out. I thought, “Everything’s so stacked on top of each other. Even the garages.”

We managed to get on the road and there were all these really cute shops lining the street and I thought it’d be fun just to walk around and look in all of them. That’s when I realized we were in London. Or the London-themed part of Tokyo..? I thought of bringing Plushateer and ITGuy back to see this but it wasn’t very Japanese so I wasn’t sure.

We didn’t stop at any of the shops, we just kept driving. It felt like we were driving in loops and circles and I thought, “Ah. Fucking roundabouts.”

At this point I realized I was dreaming and told myself I needed to remember to tell Plushateer about all of this. She asked how I knew Danny; I said I went to school with him.

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6/5/17

Last night I dreamed that it was my last day in Toronto so Plushateer and I were going to hit Kaji one more time before I left. However, I had a feeling as we were driving to Kaji and I googled it and told her, “It’s Wednesday; Kaji closes at 8. It’s 8:15.”

So while that was a bummer, we ended up at another little restaurant with kind of a French cottage motif that Plushateer thought was really cute, much to my surprise. Instead of tables we were seated at a couch with kind of a coffee table in front of us. The menu was huge and I was having a hard time deciding. The first few pages were kitchen products for sale, including a chef’s coat that matches one I have.

I was feeling badly because I didn’t want to hold up the place. I explained to Plushateer, “By 7:30, my people have the kitchen all broken down. That last half hour before closing is stressful because they get mad if people come in. Now it’s 8:15 and this place closes at 8:45; they probably don’t even want us here.”

But in the meantime a couple of businessmen-looking guys came in and were seated somewhat close to us and they had the air of people who were going to stay awhile. So that took some of the pressure off. A guy came over to take our order and I told Plushateer to go ahead, that I’d decide by the time she was done ordering. I kind of knew what I wanted but the menu was so huge I was having trouble finding it again.

She ordered something like an oysters rockefeller and requested, “The oysters be well done because she won’t eat them otherwise” and I said, “What do you mean? I can eat ’em raw. Unless by ‘she’ you mean you..?” And we started laughing, including the waiter. I still hadn’t ordered my food but we were both going to get lemonades until he informed us the lemonade came from a powder and I said nevermind, I’d take a Coke. Which, after I said that, I really just wanted an iced tea.

I never did order because then I realized I was dreaming and sitting on that same couch, menu in hand, I told Plushateer, “Oh, I have to remember to blog this!” And started recounting the dream to her.

12/29/16

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.

12/15/16

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.

12/5/16

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.

11/30/16

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.