Serenity's Silver Millennium

Slept between 1:00a-9:30a

1:00a-5:30a
Meaningful portals
"This guy obviously does think my portals are meaningful," is what I have wrote. I can't, for the life of me, remember what this was about!

5:30-8:30
Set sail!
A friend was sailing around the world, in her boat, the South America. Her boat was painted a hideous colour of stark white with a child-like painting of South America on the bottom of her boat. I was looking at this design from underneath the water (I was under water, looking upwards). She was telling us about the tricky maneuvering she had to do to get into the docks at London, because she'd accidentally come in "backwards."

8:30-9:30a
Interesting house design, again
This house in my dream was supposed to be the house I currently live in. But it got quite warped up in the dream.
Starts out with me in my room. Bobbi (from work) is showing me my closet. She's quite proud of how she reorganized it. I don't really notice anything, other than hanging clothes, so I fake-enthusiastically say, "I really like it, thanks!" She goes on to tell me how all my bras are colour-coordinated with my tank tops. So she has done... She's paired a blue tank with an orange bra, pink bra with a green tank, etc.

[Grandma's dodgy basement trap door]
My dad wants to show me this interesting project Grandma was working on. She built a new way into the basement. I figured a new staircase, but then my dad opens up a panel out of the floor, in the main floor bathroom. He's trying to turn the light on, via pull-string, but the light appears to not want to turn on (obvious universal dream sign, missed!). Oh well, we don't need the light, anyways. All you have to do is use the same pull string to swing down through the trap door...

[Basement tenant and the new kitchen]
I'm hanging out in the basement with my parent's tenant. She's the girl who helped me cancel my gym membership IRL, yesterday.

"Did you realize just how many staircases there are in this place?" she asks.

"Well, I knew there were a couple," I say. She shows me this new one I don't recognize. I go up it, and I discover this dark kitchen area, that's been completely untouched for 13 years (and remarkably lacking any dust). The counters are a lovely wood and marble, the sink is huge, and I see a white stove with that smooth surface rather than burners. I think to myself that mum must've known about this kitchen, since she bought the new stove to go in here when she bought the black one for her main kitchen...

I realized that this kitchen should be mine! Now that the tenant knows about this place, she'll want to use it... How to get her to want to leave, though?

My Warcraft buddy, Gerakis, appears with a plan. He rigs up this stuffed toy to somehow become covered in raw red meat, and then tosses it to the tenant's dog (a shih-tzu), who is happily nomming (and growling) on the toy in the vent space next to her room, while she is trying to sleep. She complains it's too loud for her to sleep. Excellent...

I woke up here.