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1100: CG and LM, coworkers, are at my house. There is a problem at work so CG gets on my computer to fix it. LM is acting like an idiot and making a fool of himself. CG gets mad. He asks LM to leave. Then something about balls?

This one I can't remember well, but I do remember I was taken by another family from my parents. But by the end, I was somehow sent back to my parents and when I saw my dad, I jumped up and hugged him.

I also remember in the middle of the night having a dream where at the end of it I hugged someone, so I leaning forward. Then I woke up and found myself sitting up in bed

11/18/2010
Dream One:
"The Not-So-Old West"

I was at a school, or in some other similar building, during major function/convention/assembly type of thing. It was a modern building, but the assembly had a Wild West theme to it. There were a lot of people around, and I remember being both inside and outside, but none of the transitions between the two. At one point, I was supposed to be cooking some of the food, but someone ended up dropping the ladle into the fire and burning it. Everyone thought it was me, and I was getting ridiculed about how I couldn't handle the food anymore. I knew that it was some other woman that had dropped the spoon, a manager or something, but she was playing it off - rather well, actually - and I couldn't prove it.

Of course, as is to be expected, a battle broke out, seemingly from nowhere. The gathering was outside at this point, and a pack of dogs/wolves were sent onto the premises, along with the opposing forces - though I can't remember who we were battling. The western atmosphere quickly turned from a simple theme to an actual, old west gunfight. The dogs flushed people out, everyone scattering around while the guns blazed. Soon out of bullets, I picked up a knife and held it at the ready, waiting for the dogs to converge on me, but they never did.

Later, the group and I were back inside the building, but I was in a "secret" section, which was something of a police department. There were people dressed in civilian clothing, cops in riot gear, and a few others and I were dressed in all black, like ninjas. Apparently we were a part of some mysterious tactical squad. There was a meeting going on, and some kids and somehow wandered into the hallway outside of the room we were meeting in. They kept trying to creep in the door and see what was going on, but I kept shoving them out wedging my foot up against it. Eventually, they found a window into the room and slipped in. By this time, everyone was sick of them, so a few of the cops intervened. Having not known the cops were going to get upset with them, the kids were now terrified that they were going to be in a lot of trouble.


Dream (Frag) Two:
All I remember, here, is being at a water park. Don't really remember anything that went on.


Dream Three:
"The Good, the Bad, and the Under-Age"

Was back in the western theme. It was more of a modern/outback kind of feel - where you could tell it was modern times, because of the technology, but most people were still wearing old western clothes. I was much younger, in this dream - maybe around 13ish, and was attending some kind of class, and the speaker was a reknowned female gunslinger, who was something of a vigilante and considered, by some, to be an outlaw. (She reminded me a lot of Sharon Stone, in The Quick and the Dead.) To us kids, though, she was a hero. I believe the lesson was a sort of safety class, where she was talking about the latest bad guy on the scene. He was a shape-shifter, who could sometimes just sort of "materialize," out of thin air, sometimes.

During her lesson, though, the inevitable happened. I heard a digital noise that sounded kind of like a Transformer transforming. At the front of the class, a bunch of various black shapes sprinkled into view and attracted themselves to one another, quickly forming a humanoid shape. The mass then morphed one last time, creating the finishing touches on a full-grown man. There was an immediate reaction of panic, throughout the classroom. We knew, exactly who it was. In that same instant, without wasting any words. The villain drew his guns and began firing into the rows of students. Chaos ensued. The children, myself included, scrambled for the exit, a number of them being blasted from behind, while what had to have been large-caliber rounds, judging by the impacts they made. It all happened so fast. I don't even remember what happened with the gunslinger woman, at this time. I just remember scrambling out the door, along with a mass of my fellow students.

Later, we had gotten back in touch with the 'outlaw.' She had decided that she was going to go looking for the villain, and that she had to put an end to all of this. Still an early teenager, I - along with a girl around my age - insisted on going to help her. At first, she refused, but we absolutely would not take 'no' for an answer. Eventually, she gave in - or so we thought - and she handed us two, matching rifles. We were walking through a large park area, supposedly on the hunt for information, as to where the murderer was hiding. Whatever the case, though, it turned out that he was the one to find us. Again, he just sort of materialized, out of nowhere. I don't even remember him showing up, this time. He was just...there. Before I had time to even react, the older man grabbed my rifle and ripped it out of my hands, quickly spinning it around and aiming it back at my face. Instinctively, I reached out and grabbed the barrel, trying to wrestle it away from him. I was able to turn to where my back was facing him, and pulling the gun forward, over my shoulder. He was just too strong for me, though, and would not let go. Instead, he began pulling the barrel downward, twisting it toward the front of my body. I went from trying to pull the gun from him, to trying to keep the barrel from swinging down toward my crotch, which it was steadily approaching. I was no match for the older man, though. Anxiety shot through me, at the point where I knew I was not going to be able to stay out of the line of fire. I braced myself to be shot, still straining to keep him from shooting me in the groin.

The gun went off twice, but there was no loud report, or searing burn from a riffle bullet. It was a pellet gun. Nothing more. I can only assume that she gave us kids pellet guns because she had no intention of letting us get caught up in the fight. But, seeing as how the bad guy found us, we didn't have much of a choice. While he his attention on me, the 'outlaw' got the drop on him, blind-siding him and taking him to the ground. She stood over him with her shotgun, blasting away mercilessly and the downed assailant. Pellet guns or not, the two of us kids joined in with her, emptying whatever ammo we had, amongst the deafening sound of her shells. Soon, it was over, and we were walking back toward the car, to make our escape, knowing the cops would be on us, in no time. Inevitably, they showed up, just as we were reaching the parking lot. Before they had a chance to see our weapons, we hid them behind a tree, trying to play it cool while we walked toward the cops and our getaway car. (Funny that we - or at least she; I can't remember - were still wearing wild western wear, and we were going toward a car. Lol.)

The cops intercepted us, and there was this really pissed off Sheriff, who had apparently been hunting the outlaw for a while, now. They had already been tipped off about there having been a gunfight, here in the park, and were here to investigate. The Sheriff seemed certain that the outlaw was up to something, and started grilling us about where we'd just been. We tried to play innocent, and the woman made up some story about what we'd been doing. It was rather slick, and it seemed that he was just about to buy it. But, absurdly, the girl beside me, an avid fan of the gunslinger woman, whispers to me over to me. She says something about how even though the gunslinger 'was a murderer, she was good, and knew how to cover her ass'. She was so starstruck that she said it just loud enough for everyone in the group to hear - including the Sheriff. We all, simultaneously, turned to the girl with a collective stare of "WTF??" I remember kicking her in the shin as if to say "shut up!" The Sheriff just grinned. He leaned in close, glaring at all of us, and called out and order for his men to search the area. He knew something was up.

They ended up finding the body of the villain, and taking the woman away for murder. They told us (the kids) that we had another year before we had to worry about receiving our punishment for our involvement. By this time, there was a crowd that had gathered in the park, watching the situation unfold. Apparently the outlaw had a lot of fans because, as they were taking her away, there were many people crying and pleading for her to be set free - myself included. I remember telling about how I'd seen the villain killing a room full of kids, with my own eyes, and that the woman was just doin the right thing. The police weren't hearing it, though, carrying her toward the vans. In the crowd, I remember hearing someone whisper "Look. She's...crying" (talking about the lady gunslinger). It was just a sad moment, all around, watching her getting hauled away. We were all heartbroken.

That's all I remember.

The title has nothing to do with my dreams. It just snowed here last night.

Crazy amount of dreams last night, I've been trying to figure out why. I made sure to eat a ton of protein yesterday because I've been working out a lot. I wonder if that has anything to do with it. I also slept for about 12 hours, so maybe I just had a lot of time to dream a bunch. Came home, went straight into relaxation mode - couch, pj's, tv, junk food, wine....by the time 9pm rolled around, I was full, relaxed, content and passing out on my boyfriend....I wonder if any of that played a part......


My best friends and I are in stewardess outfits. Not flight attendant outfits, stewardess outfits. Except they're costumes, like for halloween.(I'm not sure if I actually dreamt that, or if I think I did because at one point in my dream I was remembering that we wore those costumes....)

Now we're in different costumes, but I can't remember what kind. We're standing in front of a crowd of kids I think. Like in a school, for some sort of presentation that everyone has to gather in the gymnasium for. We've got headpieces on, like those turkeys kids make on Thanksgiving out of cardboard and wear on their heads. They're orange. I look at the crowd of kids and most of them have the headpieces on too. My best friend has her son with her and is "presenting" him or something to the crowd. A teacher whispered something to her before that, so when she "presents" him, she's doing it in a way that spoofs some movie. I don't remember what movie. I assume the teacher told her it would be funny to do that. The spoof involves her saying that her son "is different than the rest of us."

The gym presentation transforms to a lingerie fashion show, in some sort of department store, but in some ways its still the gym. The models come out, and I notice most are wearing flat shoes, which I don't think looks very flattering. I notice one girl with heels and wonder why they all didn't wear heels. They don't walk down a catwalk like in regular fashion shows, but rather, they are walking on the same floor that we're on...they start running and someone announces over the PA that they should slow down.

At some point in this show, my best friend is still presenting her son, with a video of him. Somehow clips of her have snuck into the video, she's laughing and smiling and looking beautiful.

Everything is happening on rock planets. It's the future and Earth and the solar system are different now. Outer space is much closer to us. There's us walking around on the planet, and then there's space right there, within arms length The planets are much closer to each other too and they are rock planets. They don't look round, they look like huge boulders of rocks. You can only be on top of the rocks. I look at a rock planet and see the jagged bottom of it, and think that maybe I see people on the bottom of it, and I'm confused as to whether or not we can be on the bottom of the planets after all. The rock planets hurtle through space, you can feel wind blowing, it's like being in a car. All of a sudden I'm very aware of how easily I could just blow off into space and I become completely terrified. I look down and hold on to something and pretend that the whooshing of the planet speeding through space is just the whooshing of wind because I'm driving in a car. I pretend that until I am actually in a car. I'm driving in an old convertible, top down, the sun is shining.....

I realize I'm on vacation and think that I never get to see all the places that I know are out there for me to see when I'm on vacation. I have some specific places in my mind that I want to go to. These places are familiar to me. (I have a place that I've been dreaming about for years now, that I always plan to go to in my dreams, and I don't think I ever get there. It's this clearing in a forest somewhere, and close by is a lake, there are mountains...it's like my ultimate beautiful, safe place. This should indicate to me that I'm dreaming, but it never does. And the place has never changed in the years that I've been dreaming about it. It looks exactly the same as always).

I take my bike while I'm on vacation and I bike around....I go through a section that looks like Chinatown....

My boyfriend is missing....

I'm listening to Steve Zhan list off a bunch of book titles to someone. These are books that this person has to read. They are conspiracy theory, "what's really going on in the world" type books. He says the last book title and tells the person it will blow his mind.

I think my boyfriend is behind me, he says something....then I realize he was missing, and so when I hear his voice behind me, the encounter should be more dramatic, so we try it again....

I'm pouring music into a bathtub with someone. The music is digital in the tub, all colourful and making beeping noises. It's some sort of electronica that we've created, and I think that we are going to become huge because we obviously produce amazing music. I think I'm going to go listen to Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance" after this.

Edit - just remembered another fragment because I was scanning through the other DJ's and the numbers in someone's post triggered a memory....I'm in a car with some people and we're snacking, I'm trying to figure out the nutritional value of our snacks, and I figure that we're consuming something like 40,000 grams of fat per serving....

Edit again! - Looking through more post and seeing O's avatar triggered a memory of him being in my dream! I can't remember any details, but I absolutely remember being near him and looking at his face.

I'm in a resident area, I'm here to determine if my genetics has a defect, which makes all my relatives with it lead a live of poverty..I looked around, there's a 'poorer' looking house and a luxurious one, so I thought myself, oh please, the relative I'm looking for, please live this nice house! As I walked into the (rich) house, I look around and it suddenly occur to me that I could be dreaming. So I try to do a reality check, I tried to push my right hand index finger through my left palm, it didn't get through... However, I feel too suspicious about the surroundings, so I did another RC, I pinched my nose, and try to breathe, and.... I CAN BREATH!?!? I'm dreaming!!
Feeling excited, I left the house with a thought in mind : fly to somewhere fun!!
Then i remembered I should go in the house and look around, for I might meet someone, then I remembered I wanted to ask myself, who am I? As I walk out into the garden of the house, with the thought of asking myself whom I am, i looked at my reflection on my right side in a mirror, I saw myself wearing a T-shirt I had for 8 years. Then, from my left side, "I' walked out behind a pillar, the reflection I saw doesn't belong to me, but this other me. ( This part still gives me goosebumps every time I think about it) So I asked the question : who am I?
Then we sat down on some couches at the corner of the garden. HE was unresponsive, some how I feel excited and try to pounce him, but he can hold me back easily, and HE then answered my question, but I forgot most of it because it was irrelevant, I only remembered the last part of it, he said " Only a dog would put you before itself"
and "OUR unity is coming in two days" ( I feel a chill every time I think about this) The last phrase I heard it not like when you hear things in dreams, but more like when you tell yourself something in your head.

* 1. I need to learn how to stabilize my dreams.
2. Next time I will fly instead, this is kind of boring =(

Beef Martinson and sidekick
how they meet
special unit
animal archetypes - snakes, wolves
experimenting on soldiers
mold people
college campus
student involved
finds old equipment
finds Beef and sidekick
they all talk
military brings in shape shifters
student accidentally activates old time bomb

I enter the dream, and then I instantly become lucid without dream signs! I was unsure what to do, so I go out and talk with DCs until I awake. That was stupid.

I dream I go to a lake with my family. My older brother doesn't come. This lake is weird. We are standing on a metal platform. There is a small overlook on it. The only way into the water is to jump off the platform.

My parents jump off and swim to the end(It was a small lake). My little brother jumps on my back, and we jump in too. It wasn't an ordinary jump though. It was a super jump. We land at the end of the lake.

Everyone is amazed. I am too. I glance at the red sky. We then swim back, and leave. We stop in a small city. There were small buldings everywhere. The sky is still redish.

Suddenly, I become lucid without dream signs! I begin to walk past a bulding. On the other side, I see my dream wife Lauren with a friend I'm assuming.

The two girls walk over to me. Lauren says good-bye, and we walk away. I then, have a flase awakening!

I realize it though. I dream DEILD back into the same spot. It wasn't really a DEILD though. Suddenly, I lose lucidity! Damn it! I begin talking to someone, and regain lucidity! I see my old teacher Mrs. Smith. I say hi, and leave. I soon awake.

I dream I am at my old house. It is a fine day. No clouds, and it's sunny. I go into my garage. I notice a stage in my garage. There is a band setting up on the stage.

I go over and sit down at the drums. They begin a sound check. I join in. They were playing some song by The Who.

They are impressed at my skills. Then, I suddenly become lucid without dream signs! Time to rock! I summon a crowd. The band is amazed.

We begin to play "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" by Green Day. I play the drums perfectly. I then leave and proceed to my back yard.

I see my friend Corey. He explains to me that his wife(even though he's not married in waking life) is pissed at the loud noises. Like I give a damn.

I pull out and M-9 Beretta. I point it to the air. Corey begs me to not fire. I do anyway. I then spawn a jet-pack, and fly away. I realize Corey is holding on to my leg.

We begin to swerve out of control. We then crash into a house. What a dumbass. I get up, and see my legs are gone!!! I crawl around and find them. I then sew them back on.

I leave Corey, and go to another house. There is a party with unusual food. I hang out there until I awake.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

Good morning! Haven't posted any dreams for like a week. It's because I haven't had any. But that changed this morning! Got my "Lucid Dreamer" pills during the week, and I decided to try one out during a WBTB this morning. It was amazing! I had a total of 13 dreams (including 4 fragments). Here's what I dreamt:

11.30: Bedtime

5.15: 40 minutes WBTB, 4 mg Galantamine + 200 mg Choline

6.30: Shelf in the middle of the road
I'm looking up at this huge computer table, shelf thingy. It's standing in the middle of the road, next to a huge crane. I can tell it's broken and I decide to climb it and fix it. It takes a very long time to fix it and I almost fall a couple of times. When I'm done, a large truck appears. It slams into the sidewalk and it stops. The guys on the truck inspects the concrete cargo for a few seconds, then drive off again.

6.30: Work
Björn is playing with the sand. He lets this basket filled with it, pour it on him. He laugh as he's being half buried. I run up to it when he's done and hold on to the bag attached to it. Ofcourse the bag breaks. Peter is there aswell. "There is no more work to be done anywhere!" he exclaims.

6.30: Eric's got a shabby house
I'm at my friend Eric's house. It looks kinda weird, with two new really shabby sofas. There's dirt and shit in them, and I see two people I don't recognise. My shoes are gone and I search the house for them. I find one of them, but the other one is totally gone. G's cat "Smulan" walks up to me and I scratch her some. After a while of searching I finally find the last shoe, and the shoelace has been stolen by some other cats. I take it back and leave.

6.30: The FA MILD
I'm sitting at a table at work, and my boss is next to me. He's impersonating some kind of chipmunk or something and is making this weird sucking sound while sticking his teeth out. "Damn his front teeth are crooked" I think and give him a big fake smile. I repeat what he just did and for some reason, I start to question my surroundings. "Then... This must be a dream!" I say. Everything starts to fade right away. "No no no! Gotta focus" I tell myself and can only see the silhouette of him. I hold this image for a few seconds before everything goes grey/black.

I can't make out anything but grey and black patterns. I start to feel my arms and hands, and they're twisting. Like I'm having muscle spasms. It feels very uncomfortable but I recognise the feeling. I know I've felt this before, and I also know it's just a trick by my mind. I lie completely still and try to get back into the dream. I give up and decide to wake up. "Why do you have to sleep on my spot next to the wall?" Monica asks me. I can tell I've rolled over in my sleep. "Sorry babe" I say and we get up and go towards the bathroom. We talk some while Monica's taking a piss. I wake up for real.

7.40: Doppelganger
I'm walking through the newly built mall in my home town. Monica is with me and we spot a nice looking restaurant and enter. It's some kind of pizza place, only alot more expensive. Suddenly I get a phonecall from someone. It's someone who sounds just like me, and claims to be me. I also get this large envelope from somewhere. I open it and find a large map of town. I can see the roads have been painted either red, orange or grey. Apparently this is where I've been driving too fast with my dad's car. I look at it for a while and I get really angry. "Wtf is this shit? I haven't even driven that car in months" Suddenly someone's banging the glass. I look up and see myself holding a phone. "Is that you?" I ask. He tells me it is. I walk up to the glass and hold the map so he can see it. "See this? What is this?" Some other people are with the other me. And all of them has a strange feeling about them.

7.40: Fragment
*My brother Morgan has been sleeping in my bed instead of Monica. I think we just had a LAN or something...

9.30: Party Movie
I'm watching a movie my brother has compiled. It's different kinds of clips from all the parties he and his friends have had. There is some really crazy shit on there. One of his friends are dry humping everyone and there is a long haired guy I recognise. "Hey, what happened to that guy?" I ask. Martin tells me something I can't remember. We continue watching the movie. I spot the long haired guy again, and once again I recognise him. I ask Martin who he is once more, but again I don't get a decent answer.

9.30: Babysitting a haunted girl
I'm on a bus in the middle of nowhere, going to this local pub. The text-light is broken and I have no idea where I am since it's so dark outside. I spot a guy playing a Monopoly game on his laptop. It's about skyscrapers instead of normal buildings. I get off the bus, and the dream changes. I'm now standing outside of this old school house in the middle of the country. Apparently I'm this kind of babysitter for a small girl who's around ten years old. The whole dream is really fucked up, and I'm kind of watching a movie again. A ghost is throwing shit around her room and scares the crap out of the little girl. I see some kind of black, child like shadow position itself over the girl, and morphs itself with her.

9.30: Boat trouble
I'm on a boat with Monica and my brother Martin. We're fishing and Monica catches a nice fish. It's very sunny and hot out, and we're just having a good time. My dad has left the boat recently to get some stuff in town. Martin gets a call from him and he tells us we have to wait there for a few weeks. "Hell no. I ain't waiting for a few weeks" I say and we all decide to get out of there on our own. Two other boats go past us and the people on them wave. We go through the narrow gap they came from, and Martin must be drunk or something. He sucks at steering and even though you have to be on the left side of small white sticks sticking up from the water. He just runs over them. "Watch it! They tell us where it's too shallow!" I yell at him. Suddenly we run over some rocks. A large scratch is made in the boat, and some water is coming in. Luckily not enough for it to sink. We continue on down the canal and suddenly it stops. We slide up on land a few meters. I bring out a map and notice that we've been going the wrong way. There's nothing but desert this way.

11.00: Foursome
I'm with two other girls and we're about to have a foursome with a fourth person in the next room. I feel like I need to take a piss and I tell them to wait for me while walking into the bathroom. The toilet is totally clogged up, and there's a towel in there. I decide to take a piss outside instead. "Don't worry, the house is just twenty years old, who cares right?" they say from inside the house. It's raining hard outside and I stand just outside of the door. I pee against the wall and put my leg up so my penis remains hidden from people at the other house. Luckily there is no one there. Unluckily, I don't get laid...

11.00: Fragments
*A black guy is going to have sex with a girl. His penis is like 70 cm tall. She sits down on it and goes to town!

*I'm watching a "Guardian" getting killed by a "Fade" (Wheel of Times character). He's being hold by his throat and I'm wondering why he just don't stab it in the eye sockets.

*Monica buys more roses for herself.

Amount of sleep: 11 hours

Food before bed: 2 x Omega-3
WBTB food: 1 x Lucid Dreamer (4 mg Galantamine + 200 mg Choline)

That's it! Was a very cool night, with alot of dreams. Broke my previous record of 9 dreams, with 4 more! I even had 3-4 dreams which I didn't recall. I got a memory of telling myself I had 3 more short lucids, but I didn't write them down, so I forgot them when I had a few more dreams... Galantamine + Choline seems to be enhancing dream recall ALOT. And I will try it a few more times before saying anything about the lucidity they give.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Moving
We decide to move to a smaller house near the mall. It has four bedrooms, and the one that I choose has two electric pianos. For this reason, I fall madly in love with the house.
We spend the day moving things from the old house to the new one, though the only things I really notice in my room are my xbox, a mattress (with no actual bed, it's just on the floor) and the pianos. I go around telling everyone how I've moved and how much I love the new house.

Scary Dog
There's some dog following me around trying to bite me. I end up hitting it a lot and then I kind of feel bad.

Water in the Living Room
I have some people over (though it's at my old house...my house IRL) and we're discussing something. I'm lying on the floor wearing only a blanket, and I'm underwater. There is some confusion as I'm half in my living room, and then half on a beach, which would make sense about the water. But when I stand up, I'm back in the living room and I can hear the water seeping through the floor into the basement. My friends tell me they're tired and they want me to drive them home.

I was at some sort of HUGE festival with Queen Zukin. We were talking and walking around and having a good time. Then one of my friends got into a fight and Queen Zukin began re-enacting Futurama. While this was going on a worm ate some sort of remote control gummy worm we were playing with?

So I've been heavily reality checking for a full day now, and I don't intend to stop yet. I've got a 'totem' (go see Inception if you don't know what it is) that I use to remind me to reality check and to provide another physical check for me as well, and I feel confident that it will work for getting me back into DILDs. But of course, in order for this to get into my dreams, it has to be a habit of mine, and habits take time to form, so last night I didn't go lucid, but I did notice myself observing my environment a bit more carefully in general, which is a start.

Dream 1: I was crouched in the mud with a full camo suit on. The air around me was dusty and the sky was a dim gray. No plant life grew anywhere. Everything about the place had 'Death' written all over it. After a short while, Scions began to approach with a couple of husks just a few steps behind. There was a gun in my hand, so I pulled the trigger. Turned out the weapon was fairly weak, but it had a very high rate of fire, so although it did little damage to the oncoming zombies, it was effective to tear apart their weak, dead flesh until they simply couldn't function anymore.

Suddenly I noticed two others, one to my left and one to my right, who were also shooting down the zombies. Rather than go lucid, my mind explained all this away by telling me that I was playing a video game, and these two others had just joined in. I wasn't fully convinced, and for sure, there was just something that didn't feel right about this explanation, but I didn't really have time to stop and think about it, so in the end I never caught wind of what was really going on.

Dream 2: This time I was engaging in something much more normal: a Skype conversation. And I was actually sitting at a computer rather than physically acting it out, too. I was only in a text chat, but I was talking and listening like it was an audio chat. Eventually, in a dream-daze, I wandered away from the computer and still I could talk even though I wasn't wearing a headset or anything like that. I never went lucid, but I did start to think that that was a bit odd, not to mention the person I was talking to was acting nothing like they do IRL.

Dream 3: Now I was at some social gathering, and a quick glance at my watch told me it was 7:00pm. I should have caught on to the fact that in the dream, one of the watch buttons that broke IRL was still there, but of course I didn't . Everyone that I know IRL was at the party, including those who I don't know personally, but whose faces I see regularly and would recognize. And then of course there were a few people there that were just complete fabrications of my mind.

Although the remembered details of what I did there are few, I do know that there were tons of other things throughout the night that I should have recognized in this one. For example, I quite clearly recall walking into a school building, but I walked out of a barn later on that night. Everyone talked about how good the food was, but I don't recall ever eating anything. And then the best part was when I tried to leave a couple hours later. False memory told me I had parked the car in one place, but it was simply not there (and of course false memory also told me I had driven there, even though I never did). There were about five parking lots to look through, though, so rather than reality check I just started looking through the different lots.

As I walked from one lot to another, I looked down at my watch and saw it was now 9:41pm. I had tried to leave at 9, so I'd been looking for my car for 41 minutes. I thought maybe I should just give someone a call and take a ride home, but I knew that wouldn't solve my problem, so I just kept on looking. However, I got stopped by a guy in a wheelchair that wanted to introduce himself. I didn't want to be rude, so I talked with him a couple minutes (during which time I looked away for a moment, and when I looked back, he was no longer crippled, and the wheelchair was nowhere in sight, not to mention it was suddenly daytime when it was night only a few moments ago). This guy was one of those complete fabrications of my mind, but the visual realism was amazing; easily as good as my memories of real people, if not better.

When I had finished talking to this guy I walked off to continue to look for my car, but instead I woke up.

Interesting to me how that last dream ended. Since this guy was my subconscious, maybe he began crippled because I was in SP, but then as I began to wake up, the SP was removed, and light began to register in my eyes, causing those other particular effects in the dream world.

Hopefully I'll pick up on these things better as time goes on. It is my goal to keep on doing these RC's every day and have a lucid dream by this day next week. Wish me luck!

In which my husband and my fear of time paradox interrupt my date with Tom Waits...

I’m standing on a street corner, well dressed for the fall in knee-high leather boots, a woolen skirt and a sweater with my hair curled pin-up style. I’m waiting for my date to pick me up.

A maroon 1970 Oldsmobile Cutlass with a cream colored canvass retractable roof pulls up beside me. I open the passenger door and look down the long vinyl front seat to the driver who is crouched over the steering wheel like a vulture. He’s wearing black jeans and is turning to look at me from beneath a bowler hat. It’s a young Tom Waits.

“Are you C--?” he asks.

“That’s me,” and I slide in, shutting the door behind me. He’s excited as he drives and says we’re going to a restaurant he knows that is unique. I’m a little star-struck but also confused.

“Don’t you have a wife, Tom?” I ask, thinking of his famously successful marriage to Kathleen Brennan.

“Not yet,” he answers. “It’s only 1978.” Ah, of course. I’ve time-traveled again. This must mean that I’m dreaming. I gain lucidity for a moment, but then I get lost in the implications of time-paradoxes. I start to worry that if I alter the course of historical events so that Tom and Kathleen don’t marry, then I could wake up to a world without Swordfishtrombones and Mule Variations. Dinner with Tom Waits isn’t worth that risk.

Just as I’m about to protest, he parks the car and we get out to walk around a field of giant tulips. Butterflies fly around above our heads and then swoop down to circle us. The tulips are easily eight feet tall, and Tom Waits explains that the flowers grow so high here because the sun is closer to the earth at this spot. I look up in the sky and see that the sun is a massively huge yellow and orange swirl. Its spiraling rays seem to touch the ground. We start walking along a path towards a tower in the distance that is a mosaic of pieces of colorful glass bottles, marbles and bicycle rims. Its windows are stained glass like a cathedral.

“That’s the restaurant,” Tom tells me. He starts to tell me the history of the tulip park, how it was discovered and how the restaurant owners grow all their own food here. He’s very excited about all this and keeps stopping along the path to point at something or wave his arms around, caught up in his narrative. I’m delighted.

But then my husband suddenly appears. He is surprised to see me here. I introduce him to Tom Waits. Both men are polite to one another but obviously it is awkward. My husband looks at me, puzzled and a little hurt. I feel guilty, but my immediate concern is how to save face. After some platitudes, my husband says he’ll be on his way. Tom politely asks if he’d like to join us for dinner, and my husband accepts.

We continue our stroll towards the restaurant as a trio, but it is obvious that Tom Waits is feeling awkward and confused. The moment is ruined. I feel deeply embarrassed. I ask Tom to excuse us for a minute and I step aside with my husband. I consider the problem. I want to complete the date, but I also want to protect my happy marriage. Trying to think of a solution, I realize again that I’m dreaming. Armed with this lucidity, I tell me husband to leave. He looks sad, but I explain that I will not feel guilty about it because it is only a dream. My husband turns around to walk down the path away from us. I continue on with Tom Waits, but I’m not having fun anymore and the lucidity is lost once again.

Tom and I walk in awkward silence for a little while, and I realize that he is only being polite now. He no longer has any real interest in taking me to the restaurant. Also, I’m worried that I’ve damaged my marriage. So I tell Tom that it was not meant to be- too many time paradoxes and spouses to carry on. He agrees, relieved that he doesn’t have to go through the charade of taking me to the restaurant. And I run down the path after my husband.

Wurm and Mouse Plague
Clarity: 6/10
Importance:4/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

There is a gigantic snakelike worm thing rampaging across the country side. It eats everything, and frequently raids the local village, snatching people. I'm in a hunting party with the villagers hunting this thing down so we can kill it. We track the beast back to it's lair. The mighty wurm is in the trees over what looks to be a cross between quicksand and a tar pit.

I yell at the guys to take the shot, but they hesitate. When one finally does shoot, he only hits the beast in the end of it's tail. The great wurm drops out of the branches and plunges into the muck below where it disappears. I give the guys with me crap for wasting our only opportunity to kill it.

Now I to to third person perspective, and see an evil looking black rat on a tree branch. The rat is rather cartoony, with pointy oval body segments, and about the length of my forearm. This rat grabs a large green mouse that scampers by, and they both tumble into the muck below, where another rat mouse pair are struggling. At first I think the rats are the predators, but the green mice use the muck to their advantage and kill the rats before eating them.

As the green mice eat, I hear them talk to each other. They say this is a good location to start a colony. I know that's going to be trouble, because the giant wurm has eaten all the predators in the area that would control this giant mouse population. Without any predators, the mice will become as much of a problem as the wurm.



Nap Fragment: Great Idea
I'm at a keg party on my school's roof. I notice that the plastic beer cups have a straw built into them. The main part goes down the side of the glass, and the part you put in your mouth is part of the rim of the glass, and can be pulled out if you want to use the straw.

That idea is going to make me a million bucks!