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 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 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.
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 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.)
Before I went to sleep, I set the intention I wanted to dream about Yuri on Ice.
Last night I dreamed about Yuri. I woke up suddenly so I don’t remember the details but there was Yuri and Tsukimi from Princess Jellyfish and they were at my high school. I always dream about the same hallway, to the extent I can’t even remember if that hallway was actually real or it’s just always been in dreams. I do recall Yuri was a skating coach; I believe he was coaching Tsukimi. Then again, Tsukimi might have been designing his costume. There was a skating performance involved; Yuri was the one skating. I was not in the dream at all; I just watched it all happen.
I woke up suddenly. When I went back to sleep, I immediately dreamed/thought, “You did it! Remember that you dreamed this!”
Then I dreamed I was in Toronto and we were hanging out watching movies. I was in my bare feet and my feet stunk. I could smell them; like sour pickles. I was desperately hoping that maybe it was just my sensitive sense of smell and the others couldn’t smell it. But I could tell by ITG’s face that he could but was too polite to say anything. How embarrassing.
After waking up to my alarm, I hit the snooze and dreamed that I was trying to remember details of my Yuri dream to blog when I woke up. However, Victor could hear my thoughts through a dead radio and he started freaking out and worrying that his life was in danger.