Work is For Jerks

I was getting ready to go to work, but i was like 2 hours late. In the dream, i had started working at blockbuster again. I finally decided that it was just a dream that i had gone back to work there (not realizing that i was actually dreaming at the time), so i decided not to go. Instead, i went to the store or something. John Locke from Lost was there, and he was going off on someone for using the word negro (actually, a white person referring to himself) saying that it meant killer and stuff. His story involved "Rangers" somehow, and the clerk at the store was getting fed up with his shenanigans and asked him to leave. Then, he turned to me and said, "what do you think RANGER means?" I laughed because i realized he was saying that ranger also means killer. There was talk of a fight of some sort, and i followed somebody to where it was supposed to be, not because i wanted to see the fight, but because i was bored and wanted to hang out with that person. There was a pipe suspended over my head, and i jumped up and grabbed onto it. I followed it all the way down the hill until i got to where the "fight" was supposed to be. Instead of a fight, it was actually just a football game. I had gotten to the end of the pipe, and i noticed it was emitting a great deal of wind, so i decided to have some fun. I pointed the pipe down toward the football game, and i was able to blow the football all over the place. I thought it was very funny. Nobody else seemed to think so.

My mom was trying to wake me up to get me to do some chores or something. I decided it was just a dream because it's tuesday, so she must be at work, so i didn't worry about it, and i went back to sleep.

I dreamed that i was peeing, and it seemed to be going on forever.

I woke up at 3:15, and my mom was home. This worried me for a moment because i thought maybe it WASN'T a dream earlier when she was telling me to do chores, so i almost asked her "what are YOU doing home?" But, then i decided that it was late enough that she could've gotten home from work by then, so i just snuck upstairs instead. I heard that my sister and nephew (Dawn and Ivan) were downstairs, so i decided to go back down and hang out. At some point during all this, i got a vision of an empty parking lot at the church (we share a parking lot with an office building, so it's never empty on a weekday), and i thought, "what the hell, why isn't anyone at work." This, again, got me worried that my previous dream wasn't really a dream. I decided that they had gotten the day off because it was the day after Labor Day. This is around when i woke up for real.