by Invisible Man » Wed Apr 12, 2017 11:30 am
Ok the ILF dreams continued last night:
All of the Californian members took a train directly to my mom's house (which was weird, I don't even know where she lives). She made all of you tacos, and Galvar put waaaaaaay too much sour cream on his. An absurd amount of sour cream. I was sort of a disembodied presence; wasn't really there.
Separate dream: Kent/UC invited me over to play, so I bought a ticket to Oslo for $538 and we spent the day doing rumble-y demos of stuff through a Meatbox, gave me some 'nut milk,' and then went to a park to play soccer. He had very floppy hair. Eventually, everyone started kicking soccer balls at him, forcing him to chase them all over the park. I missed my flight home because I was helping him corral the balls.
I think I am withdrawing into some infantile state while dreaming because my waking life is not particularly pleasant at the moment.