Hi, I'd like $30,000 please

My friend Keith Longwell and I needed to raise money for a 5K race being hosted by our high school (even though we both graduated from different high schools almost 20 years ago). We went to a shopping mall where we ran into Mary Rechenmacher, someone I knew growing up. She was working for Citibank and said she'd help me get the money.

We went to Citibank where she worked and she gave me a credit application which I dashed off as fast as possible. I didn't know what amount we needed for the race, so I just put $30,000. As I was doing this, I confessed to her that I didn't think it would take this much work to get a loan, and she asked me if I'd researched this funding at all. Duh! Of course not. Then Mary asked me something like, "Didn't you at least get an Abbey Report?" I was like, wtf is an abbey report? Apparently, in my distorted and mostly-fictitious world of sleep, and Abbey Report is a type of revenue report.

I left the bank resigned to the fact that I wasn't going to get any money.

The world's coolest boat

My dad had a sailboat back in the 90s, and I was inside the cabin just laying around. The boat was drifting aimlessly around Lake Michigan around all the harbors, and then it started to collide with other boats that were docked. I don't think my dad knew that I was in his boat, so I had to try and keep it from getting damaged.

I got out and looked around, and the sailboat wasn't a sailboat anymore, it was one of those Hobie-Cat things, yet somehow it still had a cabin. When I tried to go back inside, the vessel had turned into a hybrid boat/seaplane and I accidentally flipped the engines on! Oops. So I was in this sailboat/hobie/seaplane, and I was kind of panicking because I didn't know how to land the thing. The boat plane went airborne on its own and I started flying around looking for a good place to try and land without dying.

I called my dad from the plane and started to explain what was going on, but in the course of doing so I landed the boat plane safely and was taxiing through traffic near the lake. The plane's wings were folded up like the old planes on WWII-era aircraft carriers, and that was that.

Why do I keep dreaming of Korean people?

This one actually happened a few days ago. There was this girl I knew when I lived in Korea - JiYoon. She was one of my students and, for a while, she had a little bit of a crush on me! Yeah, weird. Not bad looking either. Nothing ever happened between us, and apparently my subconscious is regretting that.

The dream is a little hazy since it was days ago, but I kept on trying to get a hold of her from offices that I was visiting for one reason or another. I never did manage to get her on the phone, but on one desk (which belonged to some guy I didn't know) I saw pictures of her! Hmmmmm...