FryingMan

bedtime: ~23:30
video (calm, amusing) before bed 1 hour
final waking: ~07:00
out of bed: ~08:10

early wakings: no recall, go back to sleep quickly

later waking(s): (2-3 wakings? Drowsing?)

+ tennis: observing serve (right down the middle, "good shot!"), then playing a woman, she on her serve rushes net and taps a "drop" shot just past the baseline and I can't get to it. We move to a place to play which is not a court but uneven paving and dirt/pine cones

+ at work:
- guy recommending his embedded debuggingsystem, I see the names of them, thay are long names of 3-letter "words" like "dedcomhad" sometimes using the letter "3", I think these are probably less convenient then
- manager making some announcement standing in the dark
- friends are planning my retirement party (I'm leaving even though I just started?), I imagine they're at a crowded restaurant/venue, it's 5pm so it will definitely be crowded
- scene in the kitchen with burritos: there are a few rolled burritos ready to eat, and some folded tortillas

+ police badge: I'm standing in front of a mirror trying to decide where to pin my city of B police badge on to my left upper area of my uniform around my shoulder: higher, lower, I can't seem to find the place where it will look best. Then I look down and am trying to actually push the badge's pin through the fabric of my uniform/shirt, the pin doesn't seem to want to "bite" into the fabric properly, I keep trying and the pin just rips an inch-long horizontal gash in my shirt. I will be joining the crowd outside, and I wonder if it is wise to be wearing a police badge in public among those people, whom I sense are anti-police

+ standing with guy (fellow student?) at a 2nd or 3rd story window overlooking a street below, he's digging through his pile of saved course notes which are bundles of papers in a large box, he's storing them outside on the window ledge in the freezing cold. I grab and look at a shoebox full of my letters and bills, opened envelopes

+ alexandra petrovna, standing in crowd in a room, everyone is facing to the right, there is a young woman I'm next to, and a guy behind her. I'm snuggling up to the woman, I think she has a kid, I think she and I would be great together. I "know" that someone has said the name to me of "Alexander Petrovich" (a man's name), perhaps to throw me off the track of meeting her. I feel very clever, and realize her name is "Alexandra Petrovna," which I say out loud to her, she seems to indicate her acknowledgement that this is her name, then I say "nice to meet you" while my left hand goes around to her backside and legs and I'm caressing her there (and I'm bumping in to the guy behind her which annoys him but I don't care), she responds in the same, and I'm sure we'll be together and I feel very happy. Then there's a DO scene of a joint 2-person odd helicopter, with two main rotors at each end of a long fuselage, the two rotors are at about a 45 degree angle relative to each other. There's an idea of "how in the world do we fly this thing?" that Alexandra and I are both thinking.

+ quick vision: neighbors at D house have arrived in a large SUV blocking the narrow snowy road (but there's no snow?), I'm half awake, I decide not to worry about it