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.
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 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 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 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.