* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

I have been playing zombie games with my boy.

Last night I dreamed I was playing a game where you had to shoot these zombies,
but they looked more like slugs that stand up, which is an idea that a friend of mine
had in waking life. The interesting thing about the game was that there were clouds
that you had to blow on or they would form a dragon.

It was a cheap looking dragon, but I remember at one point, after we had blown the
clouds apart, they started coming back together, and watching them start to form a
dragon was really neat.

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I was outside somewhere and it was night time. A limousine pulled up by a curb under
a tree where it was even darker. It was an old limousine. The paint had lost all its luster,
and it didn't look like any old limo I've ever seen. It had a grill like a truck on a
tractor-trailer. It was a giant square grill.

Then, the grill opened like a mouth. It was a devil car. The grill opened to reveal another grill
behind it, on which it said something about sex. Super evil. Then the car started to talk with
the inner grill moving up and down so it was more like a mouth. It told some guy that he had
to kill some people or the car was going to kill him.

This guy went into a room where there were a bunch of servers that held information on
people around the world. He started pulling some kind of cards or mother-boards out from these
shelves of servers and destroyed them all. Somehow this translated into killing hundreds of
thousands of people around the world.

Then I saw his boss and some other guy who didn't even seem to care. I thought that they
didn't care because the damage was done and there was nothing they could do about it.

Dream skip:

I'm in a room that is like a museum. I see a ceramic pot that I really like, and it is teetering on
edge because someone placed it incorrectly. I was upset and tried to fix it, but only succeeded
in knocking it over. It fell about 7 feet to the floor and bounced a couple times only barely
nicking it.

(This was a replay of when I was 15 in waking life. I was changing a light-bulb at
McDonalds and it dropped from waist high. It landed perfectly on the top of the bulb--the glass part,
and bounced back up. I had no idea it would bounce, so I didn't have the presence of mind
to catch it, though if I had bent down a little, I could have caught it. Instead, it fell back down
and shattered.)

Anyway, dream skip and I'm in bed with a stranger. This isn't strange somehow as in my dream
this happens a lot. I always snuggle with my partner, but it is not sexual. It is just being close
at night. I kiss her on the forehead and she tells me she doesn't want me to kiss her, so I apologize
and roll over. Her body was still touching me, so I try to scoot over. I tell her that I am at the edge
and can't move over anymore.

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I'm at my first girlfriends house and she is telling me something. Her dress comes up a little and
she exposes herself a little. I look at her in the eye, but enjoy her accidentally flashing me.