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This was one of those dreams where a little bit of everything happened. In the beginning it was like a videogame, where I could occupy the bodies of these insane characters and fight my way through a wasteland. Eventually I was given massive recognition for my battles and Chris and I were given grants to complete our company. I then went to a party as the guest of honor, but some douchebag friend of Steve was the host and he started grilling me hard for wearing a suit to his party and just being an asshole in general. There were lots of cute girls there and I flashed eye contact with one girl on the stairs, but was too shaken from the grilling to do anything about it. When the party died down, a gorgeous blonde was left over. I felt exhausted but we ended up fooling around a bit in a room upstairs. In the morning, she was upset with me and left in a huff. I went downstairs and the owner of the place tried pinning me with hundreds of dollars on the water bill for taking a shower so I told him to fuck off and left.

This is where it got strange. I went to this massive meeting of business people in some kind of bleachers. The announcement was made that the successor of SW would be chosen, and cam and I had to fight to the death. This battle was gruesome. We slashed with swords, smashed with clubs and metal rebar, all with the investors just casually watching. I almost killed him, but then gave in to sadness and refused to finish it. Cam's girlfriend was Mila Kunis. She siad I did the right thing, then they all left to heal their wounds. I was alone again, so I went to the entrance of this building and sat down eating chocolates from the welcome bowl. I was sad and dirty and tired and wounded. I watched Mila comfort Cam and it was even worse.

As I was eating chocolate, I heard that warm voice from behind me.

"Hey"

There she was, looking so beautiful. She accused me of sitting there to intercept her, but soon realized I just had nowhere to go. She hugged me and kissed my cheek and said she would help me find meaning and purpos if I helped her and Cam get back to normal too. I happily agreed, intoxicated by her smell and softness.

Then I woke up.

Similar to my last dream. Being shipped around to different places and attending small parties. At one point I met a girl who knew me and all my friends and was showing me images from our past that I had no memory of. At the very end the whole city came under attack, so I pulled out this crazy old mech that started as a hand held package then expanded out fast, got in and dropped bombs on all the shitty enemies while my friends laughed.

Long one. It began and ended on the same train. The thing was headed to my grandparents' place. The thing was an old steam locomotive and was leaving Tdot for the woods out east. After a bunch of stops I probably got there, but I forget most of it now.

Eventually I made it to a party. I was in a big house, and there were two girls there that knew Thomas Cole. One of them was super flirty and it seemed like we'd agreed to hook up. Right before the party, Claire showed up though, so we went into her room real fast and knocked one out. I tried applying the endurance stuff I'd learned yesterday and it helped, but it's hilarious I didn't reality check in such a strange and vivid ordeal. After that a big party showed up, and the other girl kept trying to find me to hook up but I wasn't really interested anymore and just wanted to party.

My brother and I had just been given quite the gift... we were to stay with a friend and a cousin at a cabin in the woods for the winder. The place was massive for a cabin, and seemed like one of those spots on earth that had been the centerpiece for good times since forever. Eventually some violent and over nostalgic russians came back that thought the same thing, and tried taking the place by force. They failed.

My friends and I simply robbed the same bank every day. It was owned by a very nice woman, who would never blame us for our actions. She called the police every time, but we would swiftly take out the cops and continue on with our robberies, making boatloads of cash. One time I tried to take a shit ton of cash for myself, but it was basically a solo robbery, and they got me. I had to leave town, never to return.

I swear I was driving half the time in this one. First time was when Chris and I hopped in a Car2go, except now they looked like Red EM Solo's. We ripped them and raced a lambo. Then I ripped another car with Simon and Amit. Then another with Simon and Chris. The ripping just never ended.

A long night of strange dreams about making new fitness routines and starting a new website for my various companies. The last one was cool, it took place at my cottage and was about aliens coming to earth and looking for rare minerals in order to control time. The highlight of it was this cool shot when several space ships launched from earth unannounced and I watched these massive rocket trails come from beyond the island off the old cottage.

I'm at the airport, with lots of time to spare. On my wai in I got in several conversations with random people and one guy lead me in here. Inside, I realized the airport was hooked up to comic con. One of the guys I was tlaking to before was heading the con and was doing a demo for everyone there of a kids game.

Walking around the place, I found myself hanging with a bunch of people my age down by a section that was clearly the Brewery. I was hanging with two of the staff when Kiarash showed up. He started asking me a bunch of questions and in the middle of that I realized that I had missed my flight. I went to rebook my flight, but when I tried calling my mom a guy from the ariport picked up and blamed me for missing it. I hung up on him and started chilling. I found out there were hostels in the airport that were like big hookup dens for travellers but I didn't want to waste too much time in going home. I called again and again the guy answered. The most vivid moment was the next 2 minutes, where I gave him this huge long rant about how fucked it was that he was intercepting my calls and how lost and alone I was and he apoligized and rebookd my flight. The last thing I remember was kicking around a soccer ball with two little boys who were playing on the way to my flight.

fuck this last dream. Entirely fever dream and filled with chinese statistics and strange business ideas that did not mount up to anything.

I was at a chinese restaurant the whole time. At one point I remember saying "I am so grateful for my life. I must be the only chef in the world who's been to the moon twice."

I had several dreams, but they were all controlled by simon. He seemed to focus on exercising, portioning out nutrients and weights, and fighting in a war that never came.

Strange dreams all night planning out the video I had to make today.The footage was from the government, and I was reliving all the shoots, all the processes. The dreams were of such an impatient nature that I'm now awake at 5:30 just to get a head start on this and be done with it.

I wish I had the time to write it all down. Parties at my house, dragons assaulting me flying over a lake, and a girl with insecurities so big they expanded into the physical world.

my alarm was too sweet