Lucid Time!

I recall I was driving from my house to my Taekwondo Class. I Somehow wound up going backwards through the parking lot in my old middle school. There was this very strange network of roads and a whole bunch of stop signs.
I was being tailgated by someone driving a green Jeep. At one point I saw a stop sign and slammed on the breaks, for some reason the car sort of skidded sideways. When I came to a stop I backed up and I thought I heard my car scraping against the car behind me.
"Rrrgh! I just wanted to go to Taekwondo! Why do I have to put up with this?!"
I get out to see if there is damage. The person driving the green jeep was Manei. (Whatever, no lucidity. I'm on break.) I examine both cars and there seems to be no damage, though there are some spots on her car where the paint is chipped. They are filled with rust though.
"You've got some paint chips but they aren't fresh."
We somehow got into a discussion about how the car I drive belongs to my dad is on a lease. She asked me what a lease was, and I explained it as 'borrowing' a car and you pay for it. She proudly proclaims that her mom bought her the green jeep.
She then goes off into telling me that she's going to the beach and wants me to come with her. Then says something about making cookies with her mother. She takes a big plate of sugar cookies out of the back seat of her car.

(I know these last few DJ entries have been side-note-heavy...) But I was thinking about this after I woke up. One of the things that I never noticed about Manei is that she is very dissonant. She doesn't seem to have a very clear understanding of how the waking world works.
She also doesn't seem to know me very well. In that I mean, she only knows me by what I've done in dreams. (Lucid or not) but she doesn't seem to understand exactly what I want out of lucid dreaming, or my life experience in general. Perhaps that's something that I should discuss with her.
I used to think that she lived 'inside my head' and would know everything about me, and know everything that I know about the waking world. I suppose not.