HorseLime

-My first dream I can't recall had my sister in it. Either in reality or in the dream I thought "man she's in aaaaaaaall of my dreams. That's crazy!"

Second dream:
I'm doing some stuff I can't currently remember. Walking somewhere. I think I'm in some sort of school. I talk to The Cup about classes and look at my notebook, then his. I sit down. (There's something with a car). My current roomie sits next to me. The Cup I believe is to my right and the roomie to my left. He says something to me? Then says something to my other roomie across the room in a different language. The professor is a woman who claims she has photographic memory. She walks in between the desks and nearby me. I think about how long she's able to remember any given image or sequence of events, but don't ask her. I recall reading someone who said they forget after 2 weeks. I'm worried about her memory, because this means she'll remember if I'm ever goofin off in class. She has curly red hair and freckles, but she's bald on the top of her head. I'm thinking of having sex with her. Eventually, she asks if anyone has some sort of paper. The Cup has it, but I don't think I do? I take out some sort of graph paper which will apparently do the trick. The Cup was the only person who said he had it, and she asks the class if really only one person had the paper, implying more people had it but didn't say anything.

-I'm with dad and I think I'm driving in the rain. I see another car pulled over and ask them if they need a jump. They say they do (I think this is a woman). My dad and I get out and open up some part of their car. We look inside, and it's like we're looking inside a closet. I have a multimeter and my Dad has something. I see the battery holders and I think we're rearranging the batteries, which are just AA. I'm confused about how I should put the leads of the multimeter, and my dad tells me where to put black and red. I go ah that makes sense and put the leads where he directs. I'm embarrassed that I didn't know what to do. Later, I'm walking up some stairs in the back of some building. I think I look at a picture on the wall and somehow remark that the person affiliated with the picture is admirable.