Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream

uhm. apologies in advance for what will surely be a truly enormous post. I'm recalling so much, wooo. In fact you know what Imma use spoilers. That'd be cool. hoo yeah.

Important Note
When I woke up I found myself going over the dreams I had, and then I had a sudden flash of realization: remembering all my dreams was what I was SUPPOSED to do! It was an odd feeling, because generally the part of my brain trying to recall and record my dreams, and the part of my brain that stores the memories, are painfully separate. I'll recall pieces of dreams at random throughout the day and think on them as if it were perfectly normal, and then, almost in the same train of thought, be wondering "what did I dream about last night?" Same thing happens in the morning, where I'll idly think on my dreams, and then the moment I start to get up, I remember my intent to write dreams down, but I've already half-forgotten everything. But this time I connected the two! Or something! I don't really know how it works!

Dream 1 - My First Job ?? 8D

Spoiler for In which I land the first job I've ever had in my life and it is in a fancy place:

So, I dreamed that I got a job for the first time in my life, thanks to some dude (maybe my old bus driver?). I remember being sort of surprised and nervous about the fact that I had, indeed, got the job; it was one of the first things that happened. The setting was a very luxurious ... entertainment something-or-other, maybe a restaurant or maybe a theme park or some combination thereof. It was entirely indoor, climate-controlled, with a great deal of plant life all around, dim lighting, water fountains, marble, the whole shebang. Sort of a cross between a bio-lab in Planetside 2 and a fancy hotel lobby.

I didn't get to explore it very much though. I presented myself near the front, was admitted, had to put on a cloth bracelet thing that said "BugGirl" (my old name) in blocky embroidery (... it's a certain type of bracelet iwl but idk what it's called), had to do something else for further identification and to make sure I wasn't fired, and then went towards my designated area, where another employee, a girl around my age but probably older, was gonna show me the ropes. I remember that the bracelet had a surprising amount of detail: it really did say BugGirl and I could read it plain as day, see the shape of the letters and everything.

So the girl explained things and then I was off and rolling on my own. The pattern of things wasn't too bad; I remember coming back into work maybe once or twice, and having to re-don the bracelet and other identification, but the dream never actually left the original setting. It was just sort of implied that I'd left and returned. And after my original new-job-jitters I got the hang of things. Woo!

I don't recall what my actual duties were. I do remember a fragment where I climbed a ladder close by where I was assigned, and another where I had to know something about a certain (or some certain?) African American figures in history, such as Sojourner Truth, but I'm not sure why I had to. Also I may have befriended an employee, or that may have been a false memory from the last dream. HMM.

Dream 2 - Coming up with names that sum up what the thing is is difficult

Spoiler for In which I advise a squirrel general to throw away his army against a fearful opponent:

This may have happened before Dream 1 but I'm fairly sure it happened after. But not totally sure.

I dreamed that I was inspiring a Redwall squirrel to throw his Age of Empire-esque units against a truly fearful opponent. I'm not sure why I did this; he was probably screwed.

There's something else I need to remember. I think the squirrel and I may have been friends. We had a conversation outside of me trying to make him attack an enemy he couldn't handle. I'm not sure what we talked about.

There were two different situations in which I got the squirrel-general to rush the fearful opponent (concerning whom I wish to recall more, get on that brain). The first was, the squirrel general and his army were on a bridge in front of a tower, which the fearful opponent inhabited with his own army. I advised him (or half-forced him) into moving his units forward to attack, at which point enemy units came flooding from the tower, with the fearful opponent in the lead. I'm pretty sure we didn't last long. He may have had an elephant or so, and they may have been flying.

There was another situation, and this time we were in a forest. I believe I convinced him again to attack the opponent, and this time we may have all been captured. I recall being rather unconcerned by this, which made sense. After all, I was the one who'd been convincing him to throw his units at an unbeatable force, knowing full well the most likely result, so I was expecting and even intending such an outcome. I'm not sure why though.

Details remain evasive. We may have been held captive high in the trees. I don't recall whether ... contact was made ... with the fearful opponent directly, such as a conversation. I get the feeling it's distinctly possible, but recollection remains low. I wish I remembered more. I'm pretty sure this was a more interesting dream than I'm able to give it credit.

Dream 3 - 7-11 and Andrew and Junk Food

Spoiler for In which I buy things from 7-11 and have a generally good time:

I almost feel like I'm skipping something, but oh well. In this dream, I lived within walking distance of a 7-11, which I frequently visited, spending my boyfriend's money in the process (with his permission of course). He had a tendency to be there already, asleep in the clothing aisle, and I'd just have to walk over, wake him up, and ask for cash. For the most part, I would then spend this money on necessary food items, which may have been something I did early on in this dream, or during the first half. The timing is sort of confused.

The first half, I believe, involved myself proceeding along those sorts of lines, and also observing as a family with two moms and a few kids perused the aisles. One rather young kid boy child thing seemed to really want junk food, and one mom seemed to really need comfort food that was also junk food. Hm.

During the second half, I found myself wandering the 7-11 idly considering the wares, and gradually coming to the conclusion that I wanted to use Andrew's money to buy myself as many treats and sweets as I could afford. The idea was that he'd given me a $20 to buy something that was actually food, and now there was about $15 or more left over. I figured he wouldn't mind me spending it on 7-11 things, even if those things were just a whole bunch of junk food. I think I may have left that money at home, though. When I checked my pocket, I really only had $2. Also, when I went to ask him, I couldn't find him, and the clothing aisle he was usually in had been replaced by a single display of clothing items.

I remember specifically picking up a bag of smarties as something that I would definitely want, which feels good. In some dreams, my decisions feel arbitrary or determined by the dream somehow, but I remember smarties being something I definitely wanted (and one of my fave candies iwl to boot). Hurrah!

Anyway, I think I determined I'd have to go home to get more money or something, and then I ran into a couple people. First I believe I ran into Ben, which was cool. I think we both took a look at a weird flier that explained how, in preparation for the holiday season, everyone had to get used to digesting raw car oil stuff. It was part of some new technology that would feature heavily in the upcoming holiday festivities, and the flier included tips on how to build up a tolerance and stuff like that. And then at some point the flier was on the floor, and there was a spider or two on it, doing their best to climb it but failing utterly thanks to its gloss. Actually I saw spiders a few times. Maybe a dream sign?

Then I ran into a friend from my job in the first dream ?? which seems unlikely. But when I looked at him and tried to remember where I knew him from, that was my conclusion: oh he's that guy from my first job. He was with a girl and mentioned how there was gonna be a parade soon, and how I should sing in it. I reacted to this with ... the typical response that no I do not like to sing no thank you no.

Then Ben returned as I was leaving the store, and we both set off walking home.

Dream 4 - The Helicopter Bus Thing that was not actually a helicopter

Spoiler for In which I'm in the 1319 area and watch a helicopter bus take off:

Lastly I was back in the 1319 neighborhood in broad daylight, crossing the intersection from the Metro station we always used towards the CVS. As we walked, we saw some weird helicopter bus thing; it was supposed to be the newest technology, the reason why everyone was drinking oil for the holidays, though it really looked less like a leap ahead in technology, and more like some unnecessary attempt to prove that completely un-aerodynamic things can be made to fly for no real reason. It wasn't quite the holidays, but whoever-was-behind-it wanted to demonstrate that it could actually work. Also, it was filled with celebrities and/or people that could afford to pay their way onto the thing, which was called a helicopter but was really just a school bus.

Mom and I commented to each other something along the lines of "Do you think it'll work?", and "Well, it's made by [something here that implies faith in humanity and the scientific method], so it should." At which point the helicopter (which was really a school bus) lifted off.

It managed a brief flight before crashing down and burying itself to the hilt, so to speak, in the CVS (which, in this dream, was more like a bank business building boring thing of some kind), maybe about 5 feet off the ground. It remained like that for only a moment before somehow crunching its way through the remaining 5 feet to the ground, and then, now apparently free of the building and following a brief, tension-filled pause, tipping on its side. The reason it moved like that was probably because I was paying such close attention to all the people arranged inside, filled with concern as the bus moved and tipped about, and watching them tumble while hoping they didn't sustain any injury. Which they didn't.

At this point I was still heading home towards 1319, and then (timing is confused) I remembered that the guy behind Celldweller may have been on the bus. Or else I just happened to look inside and see someone who looked like him. And I was trying to figure out whether it was actually him, and then there was a brief segment where he said something, maybe on twitter, about how he dresses: lots of black and red and a fancy haircut. At which point I stopped worrying.