violating a tenancy agreement with supervillains and monsters

I slept over at my platonic cuddle buddy DM’s house last night, and in the morning I stayed in after she left for work. Had a dream that her landlord knocked on the door and complained about my sleeping there, which was a violation of housing permits or something. She told me guests legally had to sleep in the bedroom in the back, which I had thought was just a short hallway with a closet after it. Anyway after she left it became a story of weird monster people, home renovation workers, a super villain in a black plastic monster-bat costume, and other people constantly visiting and disrupting my stay there, and having to fight them off with broom handles and by throwing tins of things at them. I also think there was an effigy burning at the end.

a scientist studying reincarnation gathers evil minions to solve an ancient mystery

I was in a massive wooden apartment. It was an open concept affair, with multiple levels of floor a few steps higher or lower than the next. There was a hot tub. It was the home of two sisters. They were based mostly on SW (a female friend who I rarely see) and her sister (a person I have never met). I suspect that the form they took in the dream was also a composite of the sister duo of AG (ex girlfriend from college) and her sister GG. The duo in the dream was not particularly similar to either of the IRL inspirations, aside from the fact that they are all pairs of sisters who do not get along and may even hate each other.

(Trust me, it gets more interesting…)

mad bikers and VHS hoarding

I was with LG (ladyfriend), at her parent’s house. It was a wooden house built on the side of a wooded slope, not unlike my cousin SC’s parent’s house. Not too far below, the slope flattened out in a little area and there was a small graveyard that sort of bordered a path paved with stones.

I married a serpent’s organ

I had a dream that I was to marry my ex-girlfriend Andresia from college. Although as lovely as ever, I felt as though we had drifted apart and the marriage was a tad odd. It was a lavish affair and seemed to take place in a hotel resembling a palace. The instant it was over, I began regretting it. Our personalities would not mesh, we didn’t have much to talk about. It felt awkward, being there in our wedding suite. Two long feast tables were sitting in the courtyard right outside the door, waiting for us to consummate the marriage (I was a tad anxious about this because while the huge double doors were solid wood, the wall around them was transparent glass). I think I was so disinterested in the situation with her that I started looking for a Tiger Electronics handheld game* to play instead of interacting with her. Anyway, while it’s quite often I make decisions I regret, the fact that this was a decision that I would be regretting for the rest of my life was starting to sink in.