FryingMan

+ I'm back in B near the university, I come upon a HS friend (BeDo) and I think he won't recognize me because of my weight loss. I know that I'm not really here, or that I don't live here any more, I'm really happy to be here for a visit

+ driving on road with scenic vistas, hills over water, there is a very picturesque winding road just ahead of us, we stop for pictures in middle of road, we're blocking cars in both directions, a car is waiting ahead of us to come by in the oncoming direction. He waits a while then squeezes by on the left. Another oncoming car (red sports car?) comes by and barely squeezes by on the left. We have the emergency blinkers on, I'm nervous about having stopped here like this in the middle of the road.

+ in group of kids, sitting on floor in room, one boy has his legs painfully and firmly sticking into my groin: I move his legs, it's hard to do, they're very stiff, he complains "you're HURTING ME" then afterwards "you HURT ME" and he's very aggressive and then the group of them turns violent against me. I retreat into a bathroom because I have to pee but the sliding door does not close, I go into another bathroom and open the door to look out and they spray me with water which hits my forehead

+ in a professional-looking kitchen I appreciate the huge burner on one cooktop, the woman says "It's more of a stove" I turn on the burner and appreciate the thickness of the flame, and I compare it to our normal cooktop at home

+ I see female cousin KR and I reach my hand around her head and pull it to me and kiss the back/side of her head through her short hair. I reach to male cousin PR with massively swollen (10x at least, they're HUGE) right hand and right foot wrapped so I can't shake them, they're wrapped in tons of white gauze. He says he got poison ivy. I'm impressed with my cousins' property that they are going to the event they support each other. Later I'm walking back outside and I think my cousin PR will be impressed with my weight lifting progress: we'll have a conversation about what I'm lifting, I'll say a number, he'll say "pounds?" I'll say "no, *kilograms*!"

+(f) something about a woman riding or skiing through water at high speed?

+ walking through the hall of a small/medium restaurant. I look at the tables, people have food in front of them. Some of them have very large stuffed dough-covered dishes that are sliced open, and the hot oozing insides are leaking out onto the plate at a constant rate without slowing down