This was, as usual, bizarre.
I began the dream walking around an area surrounded by concrete walls that looked very much like a prison yard. People were setting up hundreds of brown folding chairs in preparation for a movie that was going to be presented there later that afternoon. I was with my brother and his girlfriend.
Now, in this dream, my brother's girlfriend was a combination of his current girlfriend and another girl with whom we are both acquainted, and it was a perfect 50/50 combinations.
My brother pulled me aside for a moment and confided in me, letting me know that he was growing tired of this particular girl and that he had no choice but to dump her onto me. For some reason, I was unable to resist this (literally - there was some sort of force controlling my dating life). So, after a quick conversation, the girl was now my girlfriend, and I was her man.
The first order of business was to watch the movie together (a movie in which I had no interest). I was nervous, so I snuck behind a set of bleachers (which was near the back wall of this prison yard) and found an old Oregon-Davis High School friend Jeremy Robinson. I told him of my situation, and he merely laughed at me. He proceeded to flick my ear, which I didn't find funny, so I left him and joined my new girlfriend. We sat down together and sat in an uncomfortable silence. Before long another old high school friend, Andrew Jensen, sat on my right side, and we began having a good conversations about what each of us had done since we had last talked.
Unfortunately, the Combo Girl didn't appreciate me paying my attention to anyone but herself, so she put an end to the conversation between Andrew and me. Then she took my left arm and placed it around her back, resting my hand just under her hip bone. I didn't like the way I could feel her skin resting on that bone, so I moved my hand just above it, which made me slightly less uncomfortable.
I then turned my attention to the movie, which was black and white and starring Jimmy Stewart. My makeshift peace didn't last long enough, for the Combo Girl became bored with the movie and led me out of the prison yard and into an old, run-down tabernacle. I followed her around the rubble for quite some time, with no real purpose. At last, she left the place and walked over to a tabernacle (similar to the one at Prairie Camp) that was in working order. I stood with her in the back as a preacher delivered a sermon to the onlooking congregation.
At last I built up enough courage to sneak away from the Combo Girl, which I did successfully.
I ran down the road until I found my way into a small city. I entered a large hotel and began thinking back to my single days. I wished to myself that I could be single again.
I soon ran into yet another former classmate Ryne Sweeney, and he told me to follow him up to the third floor of the hotel. I did so and discovered that Jeff Kreider was lying in a bed, pretending to be sick so that he wouldn't have to go explore the town with Ryne and me. We begged him over and over, but he wouldn't budge. Finally, Ryne trying pulling him out of bed, which caused Jeff to go absolutely berserk, flailing his limbs all about. He ended up kicking Ryne in the leg. I heard what sounded to be the cracking of a bone and called a nurse up to the room, who then took Ryne away.
Amber, Jeff's wife, became terribly upset with Jeff, so she walked up to him, picked up a plastic fork, and stabbed Jeff in the neck
Blood began shooting all over the place, yet Jeff seemed to be alright. Amber told me to leave while she and the nurses bandaged up the wound.
I met Ryne outside and saw him in crutches. He informed me that his leg was indeed broken.
I no longer had company, so I entered another room in the hotel hoping to find a new companion who would walk around town with me (I was still avoiding the Combo Girl). I was surprised to find Kareem Abdul-Jabbar eating dinner with his wife (completely a fictional character in appearance) and Louis C.K.
I watched them, and they completely ignored me.
Kareem demonstrated some hispanic food preparation he had learned, but was interrupted by a sudden urge to poop. He rushed into the bathroom and did his business. He soon discovered that there wasn't enough toilet paper to finish the job, so he snuck back out to the dining room table and grabbed some paper towel, claiming that he wanted to clean the mirror. Suddenly a couple of large-toothed fish jumped out from a small fishbowl and bit into Kareem's arm. A flower of skin grew from his arm and Louis C.K. tried to pluck it, only to be smacked away by Kareem's wife.
Then I awoke.
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