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    Midori

    I keep a paper and pencil dream journal. I've made it my goal to type up all of the entries. I edit them for coherence and grammar, as my writing doesn't usually make that much sense first thing in the morning. I've got several months worth of entries to type up, with new entries every day. It always feels like I'm playing catch up. Maybe, one of these years, I'll win?

    Color coding scheme:
    Non-lucid
    Lucid
    Non-dream

    Goals:
    [X] Fly
    [X] Use telekinesis
    [X] Teleport
    [ ] Find the sorting hat and convince it to put me in Slytherin, using any means necessary
    [ ] Find my wand and cast Lumos
    [ ] Talk to professor Snape
    [X] Tell a DC that this is my dream
    [ ] Tell a DC that this is my dream and be around long enough to see their reaction
    [ ] Master telekinesis
    [ ] Master teleportation

    1. Why Do I Have to Wear a Dress?

      by , 12-02-2011 at 07:30 AM
      11/27/2011
      I decided to make a WILD attempt after waking up. I kept drifting in and out of sleep paralysis and wakefulness. It was very frustrating. I used the nose plug RC as well as looking at surroundings. The one time the RC indicated dreaming, it didn't last long, and I couldn't do much of anything. I saw a woman's head and almost found a hat. By the time I finally fell asleep for more than a minute or two, I'd lost awareness.

      I'm at Taco Bell. The employee is giving me crap about having spilled ketchup all over the table last time I was there. He tells me to do some cleaning now. I grudgingly comply. I'm very frustrated when I drop half my burrito. He's going to yell at me if I don't clean it up.

      I'm with a group of people, mostly females, as well as a guy I went to school with and was sometimes friends with named Kenny. For some reason, I have a date with Kenny, and I have to wear a dress. Ewww on both counts. We're all riding in a van to the place where I'll have the date. I'm wearing the stupid dress. The seating is weird. The girls have some sort or experiment of project they're working on. We arrive. I'm supposed to dance? Grr...

      Now we're all in a video game, fighting people with guns. I lead the retreat to a more defensible position. It's one of those old 2D sidescroller type games, and I can actually dodge the bullets/laser beams.

      Updated 12-02-2011 at 07:41 AM by 51129

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