In this dream, I was at some place on a Sunday. I was sitting at a table somewhere with someone, but I decided to move to another table, which happened to be right behind the table where several girls who were my friends in high school (but they were only my girl friends as separate words) were sitting, along with some guy who I now realize I don't know, but in the dream, I thought he went to my college. I asked the guy if he wanted to sit in my lap, and he did. Suddenly I was sitting in the recliner I have in my living room, though it was still in the some place, and he and three other guys were sitting in my lap. I told the other three, "Hey, you guys are so light, I didn't even realize you were there. In fact, you're some of the lightest guys I know. (This is actually true in real life, although one of the guys didn't look like the guy I recognized him as) I think I know maybe one guy who's lighter than you. Well, that's around our age, I mean, there's like a million babies lighter than you (during this sentence, I was suddenly in my living room, reaching for something on top of the fireplace that's not there anymore, and after it, I was back in some place)." Somehow, them being in my lap morphed into them being suspended out in front of me. I asked them if they could do a push up from there. I actually meant a sit up, but couldn't think of the word, but they knew what to do anyway. Eventually I became Richard Simmons leading them in an exercise routine while they were harnessed in on a beach by a mutated version of the recliner footrest. Suddenly, the pastor of my church appeared on the screen, and I abandoned them to listen to him. I went back to them after a few minutes, and then I abandoned them again to go swimming (it may be worth noting that I can't actually swim in real life). I discovered that the meter in my HUD that was being emptied and filled during the workout was actually filled up by gold bars in the ocean, not by the oxygen bubbles. Someone had told me that earlier, but I didn't believe them. I remembered that that meter was also filled up, though not as quickly, by reading books from the underwater library, which I figured was the programmers' way of offering an incentive to read. I think that was pretty much it.