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Date: August 19, 2013
Method: MILD & WBTB (hoping for a DILD)
Total Hours of Sleep: around 8-9

Dreamed I was eating at a very fancy restaurant. and I ordered the food and after a long wait, the food still hasn't arrived. Our waitress does come to our table, but she says we have to pay a small portion of our bill now before we will be able to get our food. We argued with the waitress, but was so hungry, we paid $25.00 up front hoping that this will help in hurrying up with our dinner. The waitress came to our table shortly after paying, but she did not come with food. Instead, the waitress had a Louis Vuitton umbrella and said that we can have that for the time being (this dream sign went right past me!). I'm not sure if the umbrella was edible, but I raised holy hell to the waitress demanding our food. The waitress was adamant about keeping the umbrella and assured us that the umbrella was a Louis Vuitton (instead of ensuring us the food was coming). I started arguing with my date, but the more I tried to rationalize with him, the angrier he got with me. I couldn't understand why he was mad at me? He was just yelling and yelling...and then I woke up.

When I woke up, I heard people yelling and realized the yelling I heard in my dream was really my husband yelling at my son about the trash not being taken out this morning! I hopped out of bed and asked them what the f*ck is going on in here! Both of them looked at me like I was crazy and told me they didn't mean to wake me up with their yelling and for me to go back to sleep. Damn them!

Last night, I probably had some of the strangest dreams of my life. I'm not even really sure how to put into words how ridiculous they were, but I'll try.

Now, while they were weird, they were also probably some of the best non-lucid dreams I've ever had.

Here's everything I remember (it might get confusing, but bear with me):

The first thing I remember was being with two of my sisters... and Neve Campbell. See? It's already weird. I don't remember thinking about Neve Campbell or anything before I went to sleep, but it absolutely was her in my dream. This should have been a pretty big clue that I was dreaming, because I seemed to know her pretty well personally.

Anyway, I guess my dream was creating false memories for me, because we stumbled upon this guy who was apparently a "chef" from Food Network who had a show that me and my family used to watch together. He wasn't REALLY an actual projection of a real-life chef from Food Network, but I was pretty sure that he was in my dream. In fact, I think he was Bill Murray (at least, he looked and sounded like him).

We hung out with this guy for a while, but when he wasn't around, me and my sisters (and Neve Campbell) saw a news report on TV that said that this man was actually a man who disguises himself as various people from TV and what-not, and that whoever turns him in will get a reward (or something like that). We tried looking for him, but we couldn't find him. A while later though, me and my sisters... and Neve Campbell... went to the old neighborhood that me and my sisters used to live in when we were younger, and saw a man who looked suspiciously like the Food Network impersonator guy (or Bill Murray...), living in a bright pink house with a Dora the explorer themed car (that didn't start)... he was standing in his garage talking to us (don't remember what he was saying though). Now, I know that this bright pink house wasn't really in my old neighborhood, and this man didn't really live there, but in the dream, I was pretty sure that this stuff actually happened (false memories, I guess).

The next thing I remember, me, my sisters, and Neve Campbell were sitting at a restaurant having dinner. We were all talking to each other (again, don't remember what we were saying), and all of a sudden Neve Campbell puts her hand on my thigh. Her hand felt really warm for some reason, and I remember thinking that I liked it (weird, I know).

The next dream I had felt like only a few seconds, and I wasn't even a part of it. It was Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslett (still in character from Titanic) riding in a weird train thing (it was kind of like the Mono-rail from Batman Begins, but instead of a train it looked more like a car), and Leonardo DiCaprio was yelling angrily about how the windshield wipers kept spraying lube on the windshield every 7 seconds (weird as hell, I know).

It's also weird because I couldn't see them, but I knew they were in the train... car... thing. Kate Winslett didn't say anything, but I knew she was there too. So strange.

These were some of the most entertaining dreams I've had, honestly.

Towards the morning though, I was actually able to become lucid.

It wasn't a very good lucid dream though, because I knew I was dreaming, but I felt absolutely EXHAUSTED in the dream (the sleepy kind of exhausted, not the kind of feeling you get after a workout), and I could hardly keep my eyes open, and everything seemed foggy. I was sitting at my kitchen table, rubbing my hands together furiously and I kept yelling out "INCREASE CLARITY!", and I think it helped a little, but not much.

The next thing I know, I'm waking up in my room. However, I almost immediately know that this is a false awakening, because I look at my alarm clock and notice it says "15:00" (military time isn't an option on my clock). However, I still felt very very tired and couldn't really enjoy the dream. I remember yelling out "Why the fuck am I so tired!?!?!?" in a half joking, half frustrated kind of way. I woke up for real a few seconds later.

It's weird, but maybe I actually fell asleep in the initial lucid dream because I was so tired, and that was what triggered the false awakening. Not sure, but it's possible.

I dreamed that I was talking to my boss Bill (I have more that one man I consider my boss at my work - this one likes to say "Remember, it's all bullshit."

What were we talking about in my dream? I remembered that clearly a moment ago, but then I moved to write it down. Was it dream interpretation? Was it the interpretation of the situation at my work? Anyway, I remember a sense of agreement. Which is as it is I waking life: Bill and I I think are on the same page mostly at least about assessment of situation there I think.

Non-Lucid


The reason I chose this title is because this dream is too weird to give a matching name. It includes princesses, sewers and theme parks.

When the dream started I was in our school with another guy I didn't know. I hardly got the time to look around as we charged into a classroom that was empty save for a girl in a wide, pink dress. She started mocking us about how we'd fallen into her trap (wait, trap?) and then some guys armed with close-combat weapons (swords, maces, etc) came in through the door we just used and drove us into a corner. The guy who was with me jumped through a hole in the ground and urged me to do the same.

The unfriendly looking guys with weapons were enough encouragement for me so I jumped into the hole as well, landing in water. I looked around and noticed I was in the sewers. Nobody came after us so I assumed we were safe and I started swimming in the direction the other guy was swimming. I quickly caught up to him and overtook him because I wanted to get out as quickly as possible. But then I noticed something in the distance; we were swimming straight towards a waterfall! I turned around and luckily the current wasn't strong enough to pull me towards the waterfall. I kept swimming backwards on my back and entered the larger space we were in when we entered. The other guy had climbed onto a metal chain hanging from the ceiling and I soon noticed why.

Behind me were a lot of machines in the water, apparently for cleaning the water. Because I was lying on my back I noticed them too late and when I got up straight in the water to prepare swimming forwards on my belly my left shoulder got caught inside of one of the machines. The machine didn't hurt me when I got caught in it, but if I'd get any further in I'd be crushed. Lucky for me, the other guy had gotten to me already and quickly pulled me out. I decided it'd be better to climb up one of those chains as well. While hanging there, I noticed the ceiling was made of loose rocks. I started pulling the chain and some rocks began to get loose. The other guy started too and I hoped somebody at the top would notice the trembling.

So it did as a few seconds later an excavator came through the ceiling and picked us up, placing us safely above the ground again. When I looked around I noticed the other guy was gone, as was the excavator. I was standing in the middle of what appeared to be a large theme park, with a lot of canals running through it. It looked a bit like Venice. I walked to the shore of the nearest canal and climbed into a boat my parents were in as well. They were all sitting at a huge table loaded with all kinds of food. I sat down as well and dug in. When we were finished eating a waiter appeared out of nowhere (we had already set sail) and asked us to pay the bill. To my horror, I had to pay my own share! I tried to ask my parents about that but they were suddenly gone, leaving me in a restaurant (the boat and the theme park had vanished completely) with the waiter. I paid him the money, walked out of the restaurant and woke up.

I missed a lot of chances to become lucid in this weird dream, but I did gain something from it! So far all of my dreams had my parents in them, so now I can safely assume they are a dream sign. Hopefully that will help me getting a succesfull DILD!

NON-LUCID LUCID MISSED DREAMSIGNS

I went to D-Mission (the cybercafe I used to go years ago), with Javier (my brother) and Gonzalo (a friend). We played Counter-Strike a while, and I've seen some magazines. I asked the employee about the price of Jedbangers magazine, She said me It costs $5. We went out. I count my cash: I had five pesos and some coins for the bus. I say to my brother "wait me a minute", and I go to buy the Jedbangers.

"One Jedbangers, please". She gave me the bill, but It says $11! . Now, she says that I have to pay that $11 before leaving the place. I say "You said me $5, so I'll pay You $5", and she spits a bunch of bullshit trying to force me to pay that $11". So, I had no choice but go with her boss to tell him the problem.

Right after that, I'm walking in the street with the the boss. I tell him the problem, and He says "do You have the bill?". Suddenly, we are alone in the cybercafe, looking for the bill. He says "hey, I found it". Surprisingly, now the bill says $5!.

We are back in the street again, and He says "The ticket says $5, so go back to the cybercafe and tell her I say You're only going to pay $5".

Now, I'm walking back to the cybercafe, when all becomes strange. "Wait a minute, I've seen this before, It's the sunlight entering through thw window... I'm am dreaming! I realized I missed a lot of dream signs (those in red). Damn sunlight, It will keep bothering me, so let's finish this quickly". I decide to enjoy that too much as I can, and what could be more enjoyable than shouting and spitting right to the face of that annoying girl?

I go right to her. She looks terrified, like knowing what to expect. I start hitting the desk with my fists, then I shouted and spitted right to her face, reproaching that "I was right, I was right, I WAS RIGHT!" . I paid the $5 and grabbed the magazine. That was amazing!

Then, I could wake up knowing that I've reached my goal.

BONUS: Then, I bought a Jedbangers IRL. I paid $12.

PS: that guy in the picture is an argentinian actor, Alfredo Castellani, and "the boss" looked like him.

Spoiler for spanish version, with more details (quote from my Facebook page):

Se me ocurrió ir a D-Mission, entonces le dije a Gonzalo y a Javi y fuimos a viciar un toque.

Yo en la máquina 13, Gonzalo en la 12 y Javi en la 11 (El que fué alguna vez a D-Mission podrá acordarse tal vez que la máquina 13 es la última de la fila). Bueno, al lado de la máquina 13 había un puestito de revistas medio improvisado, entonces mientras viciaba podía chusmear que revistas habían. Ví por ahí una revista Jedbangers, y recordé que un amigo me dijo que me la compre porque había una nota interesante sobre géneros raros del Metal. Le pregunte a la mina que atendía cuanto estaba la Jed, $5 me dijo.

Salimos del cyber. Saludé a Gonzalo (porque el se iba para el otro lado) y después de contar la plata ($5 y monedas pal colectivo, llegaba justo) le dije a Javi "bancame un toque". Entré, le pedí una Jedbangers y me hizo el ticket.

- Cuánto está entonces?.
-$11.
- Pero si me habías dicho $5...
- No, $11 está.
- Nono, me habías dicho $5.
- Mirá te explico: La revista está $7, pero este mes no llegaba y la tuve que pedir por encargo, entonces me llegó 2 semanas tarde y por eso tiene $4 mas de recargo.
- Pero si me dijiste $5, ahora me la tenés que cobrar $5.
- No, está $11 te dije, y ya te hice el ticket pos $11 así que hasta que no pagues no te vas de acá.

Se escucha la puerta cerrándose...

- Ya vas a ver, me voy a quejar con el encargado.

Estoy caminando en la calle, hablando con el encargado sobre esto que me pasó. Le explico la situación, a lo que lo primero que me dice es "tenés la factura?". En ese momento caigo "uhh no me digas, no me hizo la factura!", pero le digo "si, fijate por ahí". Volvemos al cyber y revisamos el mostrador (la cajera no estaba). De repente me dice "acá está", y levanta una factura de de esas de hoja encha con abujeritos en los costados (escrito así a propósito, no me vayan a criticar después). Volvemos a caminar por la calle y sigue la charla.

- Entonces?
- Mirá, primero te dijo que estaba $5, y la factura dice $5, así que te tiene que cobrar $5. Andá y decile que te dice el encargado que te tiene que cobrar $5.
- Ok, gracias capo y disculpa que te joda.

Entonces voy caminando de regreso a DM, y se pone todo mas claro, como si se impusiera firme el sol que acecha el Sahara. Entonces siento otro yo... claro, era el yo de mi cama, y no el que estaba a 20 cuadras en el cyber.
Ahí comienzo a razonar: ...hace bocha que no voy a D-Misison... ...nunca iría con Gonzalo sin llamar antes a alguno de los viciosos mas cercanos... ...como podía estar el puesto de revistas ahí, no taparía el paso a las máquinas del fondo?... ...D-Mission nunca tuvo cajera, siempre atienden viciosos u otakus... ...la salida de DM no encaja con la cuadra de Marcos Computación... ...la parada del colectivo queda del otro lado de las vías... ...tiene DM precisamente "encargado" que no sea Jorge?... ...claro, por eso el encargado es el tipo que hace de representante de Juan Perugia... ...por eso saltamos directo a la calle, directo al cyber y directo a la calle de nuevo... ...por eso la factura primero era ticket finito, después la creía inexistente y al final pasó a ser de las otras...

Conclusión: estaba soñando. Al alcanzar el estado lúcido todo comenzó a devanecerse, tanto por no entrenar la concxiencia en los sueños como por la luz que entraba por la ventana. Ya no valía la pena intentar mantener un sueño que se alejaba cada vez mas solo para intentar cosas que se que a la larga vos a lograr, así que solo me dispuse a llegar al desenlace. Recuperé algo del sueño, las imágenes se volvieron un poco mas nítidas, pero solo por unos segundos. Predije que eso iba a pasar, y por lo tanto me apuré a entrar el cyber, y de un vistazo ya estaba golpeando el mostrador furioso y gritándole a la empleada, que no podía reaccionar. Luego solo recuerdo estar parado afuera, el mismo escenario en donde había contado las monedas, pero esta vez con la revista. Eso da por hecho que cumplí mi cometido, entonces miré el reloj, sin prestar atención a la hora, y desperté voluntariamente.

Yapa: al día siguiente, me compré una Jedbangers para "conmemorar" el objetivo cumplido. Estaba a $12