random dream

with my dad, sister and brother in new york. a friend (not a close friend, more like an aquaintance, which makes it even more random) joins us. she has a vibrator and starts fake humping my butt with it. (weirdest part) then she goes with my (married) brother upstairs. i'm thinking they're doing something naughty. she comes downstairs with a face of distress and said she did something bad and made my brother cry. i said "i knew you were doing something bad" and i ran upstairs to my brother who was sitting at the bar counter eating something. he just had a pissed off face on. she had "jokingly" cut his hand with a knife.

he's pissed, then my dad is pissed and as we are leaving the restaurant he wants doesn't want to give my friend a ride home because she hurt my brother. so i walk outside and my dad, brother and sister are all on matching black schwinn bikes and my dad is holding another for me. it was like his way of not having to give my friend a ride home. i was like, oh shit, and went to my friend and she was almost crying saying that she was sorry and she was really worried that it was going to ruin our friendship. i reassured her that it wouldn't and that things would be the same as they were, and not to worry about it.

we leave, and i kill it on the bike. in real life i have really been dying for a bike, so in my dream i was extremely excited that my dad bought me a really fancy, expensive bike. i somehow turned into an amazing bike rider, as opposed to the horrible rider i am in real life. i made a huge, wide turn and my tire blows out. we get a guy to fix it,....and that's all i remember.

i swear to god i have the most random dreams of anyone i know. but then again my friends don't really tell me many of their dreams. but my dreams come out of left field. like include people i haven't seen in years, people that i am not really that close to, jump from one thing to another. weird.