First segment involved a rollercoaster. It wasn't very safe and one reckless family member fell out at one point and was running alongside the car to catch up and try to get back on. They and I (my restraining bar was too loose) were pulled off the ride by staff and ejected. Later family was in a helicopter chasing a train and the helicopter was shot down by SAM or something on the train. Crashlanded in water and all of my stuff was on the helicopter so I lost a lot of it including some N64 controllers which I was trying to save as we went down but were dragging me down in the water.

Although for some reason I was making some sort of demoscene style animation in ASS just randomly on the side

What the fuck kind of a dream was that? I ain't typing that shit up. It's too depressing.

thinking about travel last night, lots of flying and airports were present. at one point a bus dropped me off somewhere and I had no idea where to go. I was wandering the streets searching for the airport and was really tempted to call a cab andspend some money. Eventually I found it though. When I walked in I started going through security, got randomly chosen to have my bags searched, discovered my bas held several of my broher's guitars and a bass but pressed onward. bought some marshmellows for the flight and got on a plane in time. then I was Lupin III, a wanted thief, and I needed some food for a flight. Fortunately there was a McDonalds ridght there. Unfortunately the McDonalds had a ton of people who were searching for me. Sometimes a searcher would act a certain way and be mistaken for me so I had an Idea. I matched someone's movements exactly and made it to the drive-through window only to be chased away by everyone before I could pick up my order. Then I was in an airport and a security guard was recommending whiskey bonbons. Then I was home in bed contemplating some way to record and save my inputs for any sort of videogame and I look to my right and see a cockroach next to my face. I jump and run to kitchen and grab a trashbag to capture and throw away, complaining to myself about how there is never just one. I feel something on my leg and wake up with a start.

homework dice

There is someone who is a friend of a friend who, on homework, just rolls a whole bunch of different dice (d10s, d8s, d20s, etc)--the sort that have numbers printed on them instead of pips--and then reads the first set of numbers he sees off of it. My friend claims that it works pretty well.

At first I was with my family in a car on vacation in a place my mom seemed to hate. We were driving right up on the edge of the water and suddenly dad made a bad turn and we were upside down in the water. I acted quickly and grabbed what I could from inside the car before asking if people were ready and rolling down the window and pushing door open. We hadn't sunk much and were right next to a pier so I threw the stuff up there. Then I swam down and tried to get the trunk open and get luggage out. I managed fine despite nobody else being much help and somehow managed to get all of our stuff out of the water. Then, while walking back, the walkway was really unstable on the water and each step made it tilt and it felt like I was going to fall in with our suitcases and stuff. By the time we got to sturdier walkways the dream had shifted to being about time travel and there were these gems scattered around which contained the power necessary to travel through time. I fell in error water while trying to grab a really big gem.

After waking up briefly I was suddenly The Doctor and earth was being annihilated by a giant laser. I managed to get onto the ship with the laser and started talking to crew and they were talking about a process that would kill them and replace them with better cyborg versions. I was not happy about this but I woke up again and finally settled on a dream where I was walking around an old bookstore with a good friend looking to see what they had. When we left the bookstore, we came across some soccer fields where people were playing and where the ref was absolutely terrible. He was barely even watching the game. I got a little angry and called out some things about what the ref was doing wrong on two different calls in a row and was kicked off the field. So I went to the other side of the fence surrounding the field and continued watching. After the game the ref walked my way and I got a bit tense wondering if he took my criticisms of is refereeing the wrong way and wondered if I'd have to defend myself or something. He walked right by me to my relief and my friend and I walked back to our car across some other soccer fields.

I dreamed that I found work as a library assistant and on my way to work as I was about to get on the bus an old lady tried to jump in front of it. She wasn't run over because the bus slowed down and just pushed her forward and so she ran off and the bus driver got pissed off.

I pulled the cord to request a stop and the bus didn't actually stop at my stop so I had to run. When I got there they didn't recognize me and I reapplied to work there and they wouldn't hire me because they thought I was a girl and no amount of friendliness help.

So I then failed to solve a jigsaw puzzle and failed to comprehend a tile puzzle thing that was lying around at a table.

The dream started off about haunted creepy videogames. Mariokart somehow devolved into this impossibly eerie thing and eventually a whole different game emerged with alternate endings based on the date and people melting and doors that only open at a certain moment.

Then things shifted and I was driving on a highway in Japan following my younger brother. Then i was still following him but trudging through the mud on my knees trying to keep 2 books dry.

Somehow things ended up with people huddled together in the middle of a Germany during an unexpected air raid with bombs falling everywhere and death and destruction and this was compared by text overlay and narration to the results of a bad earthquake in present-day US. In the aftermath black slaves who had been hiding were discovered by people wearing dark clothing on motorbikes.