Serenity's Silver Millennium

I waited a bit too long to actually write these dreams off my notes, so they might seem a little choppy

10:00a-2:00p
Train tipping
I was with a bunch of people on a train car. We were all going to this sushi party. The train, however, broke down in the middle of the track. Everyone stood up and someone shouts, "Tip the train!!" and everyone starts jumping in spot, then throwing themselves onto one side of the train.

My friend, Susanna, was sitting in the seat in front of me. She and I could see that the train operator was really frustrated with people trying to tip the train car over, especially since he was trying to fix it and get it running again. We started shouting at people, telling them to stop being jackasses and stop trying to tip the train, but it's 2 against 20

I go over to this other seat, where another new friend of mine was laughing with a couple of her friends. She was a pretty asian girl (possibly Asuka, Mosh?) [Backtrack: Earlier in the dream, I was getting along with her really well]. I told her she shouldn't partake in tipping the train and she brushed me off and said I wasn't fun. I persisted, and she tried to shut me up by sticking her finger in my mouth so I couldn't talk. I lightly bit her finger so she'd stop.

It didn't hurt her, in fact, then she showed me by biting down on her own finger (pretty hard) that it doesn't bother her. I left her alone.

[Sushi Place]
We get to the sushi place and one guy announces that there's going to be an eating contest! How much sushi can you eat in 25 minutes or something. I thought that was kind of a travesty. Sushi is meant to be ate slow and savoured, because it's so damn delicious! I get my plate, and my sushi is all covered in traditional japanese tempura. I think it's a bit odd. I get up out of my seat and black out (I might have woke up, I'm not sure).

[Doing the laundry]
I come back from my black out and I notice that I missed my sushi. Everyone is gone and so is my food. Jack is waiting for me, and I get upset at him that he didn't save me any

I look around for left over food to hoard. I find muffins and some other things and cram them into tupperware to take home.

I'm in a laundry room (the one in my basement suite, which is shared with our kitchen), and there's an array of oils and spices across the top of the washer and dryer. Jack notices is laid out alphabetically, cos Z is at the right end. I tell him there's no A at the left end.

This chick (from the bus, my false memory tells me) comes down stairs and hands me a sweaty, damp track suit. She asks me if I can wash it for her. I do so. Then, the Asian girl comes back, and we're chatting all friendly again, but I feel tense because we fought earlier, and I felt so bad for it.

2:00p-4:45p (alarm)
I sabotaged my own recall. As I was recalling the dream and not taking notes quite yet, my mind started drifting off to other things and... yep. Ruined it all. Oh well.

Last fragment
I'm looking at a picture of me, standing on a roof. It is captioned with something like, "No child" or "Child not born yet." I then cross that out and write beside it something like, "There's a child now, and there's a custody battle." I'm now first person, on the roof, with my daughter (note: I don't have any kids IRL) standing just behind my leg. The father is standing about 10 feet from us. It feels like a stand off.