bloody knees

So many dreams, so little time.
I dreamed that I was bartending outdoors. There were two outdoor bars right next to each other and I was at one of them, which was much like the evil bar I used to work at...which will remain nameless, because if I named it, I would in a sense, be promoting it.
So, I worked there, but was called to perform at the outdoor amphitheater, which was right next to the bar. I had to sit in seat and bleed. I was one of three people that did. I don't remember any cuts, but the blood came from our knees and we sang at the same time. And in front of us was this huge waterfall. No one could see us singing. It was obviously very strange. When it was over I was trying to find my friends and stuff to hang out. Everyone was very impressed I was part of the entertainment. V was there and Blaine. V had to go early, she left her stuff in the seat she was sitting in. Blaine was in a hot tub with a lot of ladies...heh.
Then I dreamed that I was in a culdesac with my father and brothers. We were riding bikes and giving car washes. I was fixing the neighbors' bikes, which were all messed up and this one guy ordered a pizza from us and paid in singles and change cause he said he was jobless and it's all he had. I was fixing bikes at the time. My brother and Father were playing basketball at the time and wanted me to do something I said no to, cause I was busy with the bikes and car wash, etc.
Then I dreamed that my bike was getting fixed. I walked into a bikeshop and was talking to people there and cleaning up the store even though I didn't work there and was watching this guy ride my bike down the street, fixing it and riding on cars with it, etc.
And at one point I was on the bike, riding around a huge parking lot that was full of asshole people that were in my way. I remember driving and yelling at this guy who had his kid with him, to walk on the fucking crosswalk. He yelled back that he was, and I realized I was driving on the crosswalk. Heh...
And then I was on the road on a really weird trip/race and it involved 2 semi trucks and a shitload of cars...but I don't remember much else about it. And then I was interviewing (damn...I didn't write the interview story about the bartenders...and it's due today.) a bunch of different people that were supposedly artists. I got confused because I had a list of people that all looked alike with weird names. I got confused on one interview and called one huge black guy by the wrong name. He corrected me and when I said my name he was like, "I don't want to know your name!!!" So I said, "oh...I mean, my name is Julie" or something like that. He said being in the industry was confusing and he didn't know what to do about his hair. Should he grow a goatee/beard/or what? And what about his man boobs? And he jiggled them. And he had a gay lisp. And he was supposedly a rapper.
And I dreamed I was at my grandfather's house (he has alzeimers pretty bad right now in real life) and my grandma was there too (but they divorced a while ago in real life). And my mom and dad were there. Well my mom gave me the phone and said my grandpa's girlfriend wanted to talk to me. Why? She has been calling and yelling at everyone apparently for being at his house. She yelled at me and asked me why I was there. I totally kicked her ass on the phone and yelled right back. It was awesome. And my grandma was all of a sudden my father's mom (a different lady) and she was sweeping the kitchen. I tried to help, but accidently bumped into her and she got all hurt and told me to find a liquid bandaid, when there was nothing wrong with her. The cupboard on the bottom level was all full of bandaids, but none liquid. I felt soooo bad.
And in one I was back at home and my dad and mom were there and I was in the driveway and my sister just left somewhere in her car...And I was watching after her and my cousin (who is my age, and got pregnant early and has a 6 or 7 year old kid now and is having another one this June in real life) was in the driveway with me, but I didn't know what to say to her.
And that's all I can remember, but there were more, if you can believe it.
I have to go shower and get ready to sell a Coffee man into our patio guide...hopefuly he'll bite.