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I'm at a party, sitting at a table. There's no-one else at that table yet, but there are others, people I don't know that well. I get a plate of starters, some salad and a lot of boiled carrots. I eat a few of them and get up to go talk with people.

A few of my friends enter and sit at the table I was sitting at. I talk with them for a little while. When I return to my seat the carrots are cold. Someone says that he will be full before the rest of the meal starts. I talk with him for a little while.

First

I’m going to some gathering, don’t remember what. It’s on the other side of a long building, but instead of circling around it I go inside, up to the third floor, trough a corridor with glass walls and down on the other side. I seem to know my way. Later in the evening, there might have been a non-dreaming period here, I’m going back. The way I came out of the building doesn’t seem to exist anymore. I try climbing the fire escape to get to the third floor, but it doesn’t help. There’s someone with me now, and we have to go around.

Second

A friend of mine has a new girlfriend. They are with us in the beginning of the dream but go on a date and I go somewhere with N. The dream jumps to when we come back. The girlfriend is on a date with someone else now. She doesn’t want to talk with us, just goes away. I get the impression she’s not interested in my friend anymore.

A bit more luck with recall this time. Remembered to do a mnemonic trick and remind myself to remember my dreams in the morning. For some reason I haven't done this for a few nights.

It’s either Christmas or new year’s. I’m walking towards my parents place. The others are coming in the morning, and I’m thinking we are probably just going to watch a movie and go to sleep. There are weird lights in the sky, one long horizontal one and three shorter vertical ones. As I watch the horizontal one moves to the left and I figure it’s and airplane. The other three are lights from the city. It’s winter and there’s snow. Down the road I see some kids shooting fireworks. They run away before I get there.

I arrive to my destination. There are some presents I’ve forgotten to give some of my friends. The names on the boxes are chinese. It’s too late now, and I open one of them, with French cheese in it. There is some blue cheese in the middle and I try to avoid it. I take a piece of one of them. It transforms into a piece of cake while I’m eating.

I go out and there’s a party going on. There are a lot of people standing in an open area and talking, and there’s some food. I talk to one of them and N goes in to get something. Some folky music starts to play and I sing along a the first two lines as people start dancing. I’m going along untill N reminds everyone to “do the thing with the hands”. Everyone but me seems to know what this means and do add some hand thing to the dance. I have no idea what this is about so I’m not dancing anymore.