[18:30] In order to get away from Trump, wealthy American liberals were taking refuge in Colombian prisons and gentrifying them. They were all taking offence at being treated the same as prisoners, being awakened every morning at 04:30 by a guard banging on the wall above their bed with a mallet, the kind that Mario can pick up in Donkey Kong. I opened my venetian blinds to discover I hadn't taken down the protest posters I'd put up for the Anti-Margon movement last year. Then I put my bra on so I could go shopping with R at a store i don't know the name of but it keeps showing up in my dreams. I told R I loved her so much and hugged her. Then I woke up.
Despite the fact this entry was logged at 18:30, I had this dream this morning between 4:15 and 6:05.
[06:48] I was playing Doom II when the music started cutting out. This was something wrong with the internet connection for some reason. The tech support person was alternatingly an AI chatbot and a real person. I went to the store and there was a dead bird in the freezer case. I'm sure other things happened, I just can't remember them.
[06:57] I had to leave my car in the grocery store's carpark because the maintenance people needed to park in my stall at home. Then I went to get my burned-out headlamp fixed. One of the mechanics was a little kid who told me my "fuel filter" was full of dog food. No one wanted to fix the headlamp, they only wanted to find big expensive things wrong that they could charge loads of money for.
I turned over in bed and started dreaming about being at Nature Preserve Park before the sun came up. The whole place was covered in ground fog that disappeared immediately once the sun came up, and I wished I'd brought my camera so I could take a picture of it. Also, there was an old restroom from the '50s where the softball field is in real life, and its design was the same as the restroom I usually build at Bogaard Overlook on new savefiles in The Sims 3.
[07:06] The police helicopter came to a hover somewhere in the vicinity of my flat. I looked outside and there was someone in a hot-air balloon basket (tethered to what I couldn't tell) slumped over the side as another helicopter somehow conveyed emergency personnel to the slumped-over person. The news said all of this was happening at 14k feet, which i just accepted.
[05:47] Someone (i can't remember if he was a friend, a social media follower, or just someone I wanted to meet) was being harrassed by his parents about not being able to pay for the tyres on his car. So, they had his car towed away. There was snow on the lawn and someone across the carpark had built a snowman, but the snowman wasn't really relevant, and more just to underscore that it had snowed. I never learned Someone's name, but his dad wore square-toed boots, which I pointed out and told his friend, "I've known many men in my time, and the ones who wore square boots like that? Every one a republican." Anyway, I invited Someone to stay with me while he got his home life sorted, and I kind of low-key wanted him to be my boyfriend. Something I said made Someone start crying, so I hugged him tightly, and he talked about how his infant daughter was still with his parents. Something I'd forgotten about in the context of the dream was that Someone was a trans man and he already had a baby from his previous relationship, and I wished I could have known him back then. Somehow, we ended up in a bar where everyone present was shooting hardcore porn, so we left and the door out led to The Sims 3.
August 23 2025[07:02] Donald Trump was playing a more active role in elimination of political enemies and hunting down people who disagreed with him on anything from foreign policy to breakfast food. America took over Peru (which looked surprisingly like Nebraska, USA, only with a coastline like Peach Beach from Mario Kart Double Dash). Shaquille O'Neal had been a supporter of Trump, but was feeling guilty for it and said publicly that he hated Trump. So he wouldn't have to live with the guilt or have to escape Trump's execution squads, he killed himself with a knife on live TV. I was present as a camera operator but I turned away and left the room because I didn't want to remember him as a guy carving himself up like a roast. I was present for an airstrike on the "Port of Peruviam" (dreams, right?) and I intercepted chatter that said that I was the real target, so I had to find the Timestop from my story in order to escape the execution squads. Then I was back at my job at the after-school programme where I had to check the kids' shoes for AI scrapers (little bugs that looked like microSD cards).