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Dream 1
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place during the evening or night, and I was at a gas station trying to get some gasoline (gas).
The gas station was small and in a parking lot of maybe a shopping center and it was near the street, and there were other people around the area including people with bicycles.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it was partly inspired by Angry Joe’s (Joe Lopez) gameplay of the video game Galactic Civilizations III and it started in the morning inside a improved and larger version of my parent’s house, some celebrities were packing up their stuff to leave by automobile to catch an airplane back to their homes and/or to continue their vacations, and there was an intelligent personal assistant with a female voice installed inside the house/automobiles/mobile phones/et cetera that was helping everyone; and I was the person physically moving their luggage into the automobile.
I would talk/check with the personal assistant and check to make sure that she/it was keeping track of where everyone’s luggage was located so that they would not get mixed up, at some point we finished and I guess the celebrities left by automobile, and then I went inside what looked like my parent’s room to play what looked like the Galactic Civilizations III video game.
I remember having a space battle where my spaceships were outnumbered, my spaceships had better technology (I also think that my civilization was very benevolent) , and so I won; and then I remember watching part of a game show/whatever on television and the actors Peter Dinklage, Kit Harington, and Richard Madden from the television series Game Of Thrones were on the show.
It started with an interview in front of a studio audience and then they started doing goofy challenges with and against each other, they were having a lot of fun and goofing around a lot, and at some point Mr. Dinklage jumped on Mr. Harington’s lap while they were all on the ground and he started grinding above his lap cowgirl/cowboy style making fun of the sex scenes on Game Of Thrones; and after that I went outside.
My brother GC and my mom were also outside, my uncle CE was outside working at E Manor, and then I started working on the fence by the back door near the pet cages because part of the fence was torn and covered with custom junk materials (wood, tin, wire, fencing) to hold it together and cover it.
A fictional short former male classmate of mine with dark brownish colored skin with short blackish colored hair walked in the yard to greet me, he was probably a fictional version of one of my former male classmates whose name I can not remember who thought that we were cousins (which were are not as far as I know, but I could be wrong), and in this dream this fictional classmate also thought that we were cousins; and I had memories of him suddenly visiting by surprise about once a year, and I found him to be a bit annoying and I did not look forward to his random annual visits.
He started trying to help with the fence but he made it worse by removing the material covering part of the holes/tears (why is tears that you cry spelled the same as tears when something is torn? ENGLISH ahhhhh!!!!), some of my family were going to be going swimming soon at the public pool, and so I mentioned this to him hoping that he would leave.
My brother GC walked by reminding me that this fictional former classmate visited around the same time last year on a swim day and that he joined us on that swim day, he said this without mentioning who he was talking about so only the two of us knew who he was talking about, and so I invited him to swim with us again; and he accepted, and then he left and he was going to meet us there later.
I briefly talked with my brother GC and my mom and I waved at my uncle CE, then I went inside, and I watched a video of Angry Joe and another man playing Galactic Civilizations III; and Angry Joe had only two spaceships, the largest one that you can have and a medium-sized one, and he was fighting against 30 – 50 spaceships.
Angry Joe’s spaceships had better technology (his civilization was probably pragmatic) and his largest spaceship was bigger than all the other spaceships but he was outnumber by so much that it was not clear if he could win, but amazingly he won the battle; and I remember Angry Joe and the other man laughing and talking about how overpowered his spaceships were, but I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
Dream 1
All that I can remember of the first dream is maybe something organized that somewhat and somehow involved and/or reminded me of maybe WordPress and the Syfy television miniseries Ascension, there was a murder, and this murder caused instability and disorder and other problems; and there were efforts to try to solve this murder mystery, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 2
All that I can remember of the second dream is that it took place during the day in a fictional location and I came across my former male classmate JC, my former male classmate DH, my former male classmate MT, my former male classmate JB, and maybe several other former male classmates of mine.
We went several places to talk and hang out and we met several other people, including a somewhat older rough-looking man with whitish colored skin with somewhat longer facial hair wearing a bandanna and a motorcycle gang/club/whatever-like vest who was probably part of a motorcycle club or gang, and at some point a few of us went with my former classmate JC to his job.
My former classmate JC’s boss was a woman with whitish colored skin with long hair, he worked in a store that was somewhat like Walgreens maybe, and maybe my former classmate JC was working as we talked to him and maybe we helped him almost like maybe we were going to ask for jobs there or maybe we were just helping him.
His boss seemed to be involved with a motorcycle gang and I remember some of the workers and some other people talking to her, I told the man with us to take off his vest to avoid a possible conflict with the motorcycle gang that the boss seemed to be involved with, and so he did; but someone probably saw him taking the vest off, and they became suspicious.
We were probably approached by the boss and some people who were with her, I remember trying to handle the situation peacefully, but I can not remember the rest of the dream.
Dream 3
All that I can remember of the third dream is that it took place inside a building during a celebration/party that seemed like a wedding after-party maybe and there were celebrities there, and I remember sitting at a table or couch in an area where almost everyone was eating/drinking/talking/dancing/listening to music/and more.
The actor Peter Dinklage was very drunk (seriously drunk) and sitting next to me talking to himself, singing, giving speeches, goofing around, not able to sit straight or stand without falling, and more as I sat there a bit awkwardly trying to keep to myself; and Mr. Dinklage kept falling/leaning on me sometimes because he was so drunk, he probably talked to me a bit thinking that I was someone else because he was so drunk, and then he fell asleep/unconscious on maybe my leg like a kitten/cat sleeping on a ledge.
Eventually I was probably able to lay him on the couch or on some chairs properly and I probably asked some of the others to keep checking on him and find his friends/family so that they could help him, maybe I went to look for who ever he came with (friends/family) so that they could help him because he was super drunk, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 4
All that I can remember of the fourth/last dream is that it took place during the day in a fictional city that seemed to be based on/inspired by the city of LC at a fictional version of the boardwalk and SB Drive, and I remember walking down the sidewalk of this fictional SB Drive; and some celebrities lived there, I saw the actor Hugh Jackman walking down the sidewalk to talk to a female actress who was thin with whitish colored skin with long yellowish colored hair, but I can not remember who she was (maybe Kirsten Dunst?).
Mr. Jackman was telling her about something that he could help her with and/or that he was promoting, possibly a business and/or business idea that he was involved with, but she seemed politely uninterested; but Mr. Jackman was very positive, and he offered to help her with something for free (maybe some house work or yard work and/or a favor like that), and maybe he invited her to an event at his house soon where he would promote his business and/or business idea/whatever.
I decided to turn around to walk back to the boardwalk to find the bathroom because I needed to urinate, Mr. Jackman walked in front of me happily back to his house, and then I walked back to the indoor men’s bathroom at the boardwalk that was inside a somewhat nice dimly lit building/area.
D the cousin of my former male classmate DH entered the bathroom as well, there were two bathroom stalls, and one open urinal with no privacy by the sink; and I greeted him, one of the bathroom stalls entrance was so thin/narrow that I could not fit inside of it, and so I told D that he should probably use that one because he is very thin so he used that bathroom stall.
The other bathroom stall also had a very thin/narrow entrance but probably not as thin/narrow but I decided to use the open urinal instead, and so I remember urinating at the open urinal as I talked to D who was in the stall behind me about how the weather forecast predicted bad weather/rain.
This bathroom and indoor area was familiar to me like I visited it earlier in the dream and/or in another dream during the night and/or in a past dream or maybe those were false memories, I probably finished using the bathroom and I probably washed my hands but I can not remember, and I probably left the bathroom; but that is all that I can remember of this dream before waking up.
The end,
-John Jr
I woke up this morning probably drooling and/or snoring because my head was turned at an odd angle over the top of my pillow hanging in the air, and I forgot all of my dreams except for part of my last dream.
I think that some of my other dreams that I forgot had repeating elements/parts to them but I can not remember those dreams, my last dream was probably a bit long and confusing, and it probably became more strange as the dream went on.
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