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Ever since dropping out University this feeling has been in some of my dreams.

My Landlord was teaching us and it was a 5 week assignment with 4 others looming. I can't learn it because he wouldn't tell me what I needed to know. "What did they have to learn to reach this point? I'm falling behind all you got to do is tell me what we are doing!" It felt like the rest of my life was doomed. No future, Social life 0 due to status... it's like an epithany that doesn't make sense. Did I make the right choice? I wish I'd chosen work experience when I had the option.

07/15/13

The Infection
I am in the sick bay of the tower on the moon. I am there with Janet and Washu. I am talking to Janet. She says she can check to see if I have actually been infected by a foreign virus, just lie down on one of the beds and she will do a scan. Right now my mind isn't particularly clear, so I don't remember what she might be talking about. What virus might I be infected with? Can it be cured? If it can't be cured, what will it do? I go over to one of the beds and lie down on my back while Janet goes over to one of the computers and initiates a scan.

She looks at the scan for a few minutes, reads a couple things on the output, and then looks at a couple graphs of some kind on a different display. She comes back to the bed and looks at me for a bit to be sure I am paying attention. She says it seems I have been infected by an interesting virus. She says it isn't immediately clear what the virus is meant to do, however, because it appears the virus is dying off even as we speak. I ask her how much of the virus is left in my dream body. She says it will be completely gone within another day or two. I ask her if she can tell why it is dying off. She says it looks like my nanites are eliminating it, probably because they are programmed to eliminate anything intrusive, and the virus was identified as intrusive. She asks me if I am actually wanting to keep the virus for some reason. I ask her if it could possibly have a beneficial effect. She says she can't tell without taking a sample and analyzing it for a while. She asks if I know where I got it. My mind is clearing now, and I can remember two possible sources of an intrusive virus. I tell her either it is the Mercer Virus as depicted in Prototype which I obtained directly from Alex Mercer after Witchblade failed to form and block an attack, or the fucking Templars actually found a way to get something past all of my defenses. She says we need to find that out, because if the Templars are coming up with new methods, we have to counter that. I get out of bed and go to one of the portal generators. I focus on locating the specific Alex Mercer that I think might have infected me. The portal opens and I go through. On the other side I am in a room with a couple of people. A woman, Dana Mercer, is sitting at a computer doing something. Alex is behind her looking at the screen.

As I appear Alex turns around and sees me there. He asks where I came from… and for that matter, where did I disappear to last time? I just disappeared into thin air… I say that must mean he has seen me before, which I figure is a good sign… He looks at me strangely and says of course he remembers seeing me before. I feel the dream slipping already, and I want to find out what I came to find out before I wake up. So I ask Alex if he infected me with a virus on my last visit there. He seems to hesitate a bit and then says yes. He seems surprised when I tell him that's a relief. I add that it is far better than the alternative… the idea that the Templars… err… you don't know the Templars here, so I'll just say Gentek since they're really the same people… found a way past my defenses and infected me with something. I tell him there's nothing to worry about, this is a complete non-issue now. A tiny mechanical mosquito lands on Alex and extracts a small sample of virus. He slaps at it and misses. It flies over and lands on my shoulder. I figure it was sent to get a sample for Janet. I tell Dana and Alex I will have to be going. Everything around me fades to black as I wake.

Note: Janet used the sample and ran a comparison, confirming my dream body has been infected with the Mercer Virus. She also confirms that it is quickly dying off and will be gone soon, though she has not identified why it is dying.

Dream 1(fragment):

There was something about dragons and possibly i was talking to one.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was playing some Serious Sam-style game, the map looked kinda like green plains withg normal and lava rivers. There were various weapons and i had to fight through some place full of cargo containers later. Then there was multiplayer mode that supported bots, but they were pretty bad and were mostly repeating some phrases instead of shooting and also were getting stuck in terrain somehow.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was watching videos of various RTS games, there was one that looked like Starcraft 2 graphically but gameplay-wise it was different, maybe custom map. At one point player was just commanding small group of very powerful floating mechas and had to fight some powerful enemies and bosses.

Comment: So I got tired of this heat plus other distractions reducing my ld count and decided to try with G

Preparation: I had pre bed insomnia, too wakeful plus nagging thoughts. Still, I decided against setting an alarm and going for a natural wake.

WBTB: Of course, I missed my desired WBTB but decided to go ahead. I was very sleepy due to the heat so walked around a bit. As soon as I took the pill and went back to the bedroom I saw this huge moth (a real one!) that came in last night and we couldn't catch it. It started flying around and caused me some additional wakefulness. I tried to ignore it and went to bed.

Started my usual induction mix and internal dialogue was fine but I felt too alert bodily to be able to fully fall asleep and be absorbed by those dreamlets/HI. Here are some that I remember, some were lucid, some not, I don't think it matters much in this case.

Mini-dream: I am somewhere and to my right is a guy that I identify as Xanous. He is holding some kind of a brush that I next take and inspect. White bristles, strange shape. I wake up. (Not much time to observe appearance, but in my mind it was him)

HI/dr: The head of state

HI/dr: The best lucid dreamers in DV [Names]

HI/dr: The tree of plenty from HMM game

HI/dr: A very large tropical plant plus other greenery

Micro-ld: I am standing on my grandma's balcony and it is night. I can hear nice music playing and look down to see a strange guy in front of the building. He is performing for a new place that has opened up just in front of grandma's. I have positive feelings towards the guy as he reminds me of a friend of mine. But most importantly I am very happy to have finally made it to a dream. The air is very stuffy and warm but I feel some kind of pleasant power in the air. I try to move my head to look around but meet some resistance as if my dream body isn't quite ready yet. I'm thrown out of the dream and into my super awake body.

I try to go back to sleep for some time but in vain so I give up and go to meditate in the other room.

I spend appx. 50mins meditating then go to the restroom. Moving from thought to thought and by means of association I remember my phone, see a quick phone image along with the thought, then another image quickly flashes by - the true location of my phone.

I have looked in the place two times but couldn't find it before. I decided to give it another try, this time a fully thorough search until I got out every little piece of crap from there. And at the bottom was of course - my phone!

Background: I bought a new phone but put it somewhere in a hurry in April, while preparing for guests. I totally forgot about it in May, looked for it everywhere in June, gave up in July and decided I would ask a DC where the hell it was. Asked a few times, got some nonsense and the best answer that came from DCs was "outside". Well, it was inside and not outside. Lol! Anyways, one task less.

Aight, so I wasn't going to post this but decided eh, why not...

First Frag

I was on an old wooden ship, like an old pirate ship. I was in some sort of water holding tank within the ship, attempting to keep my calm. The water was so blue, a gorgeous hue, but my fear of open water was causing the panic to rise more every second that ticked by. My boyfriend was on the deck with a rope, slowly trying to pull me up from the holding tank. He was reassuring me it was going to be okay, there's nothing in there. As I slowly rose from the water, I periodically closed my eyes, and all I could see was blue as if I was deep in the open ocean. My heart jumped into my throat, fear rose. My boyfriend kept smiling, and making jokes as he kept hoisting the rope up, pulling me to safety. Once I was a few feet from the edge of the dock, he looked passed me to the tank and calmly told me he was wrong, there was a bull shark in the tank as well. When I looked down I saw no shark, but a swirl of blood in the water, and droplets of blood coming from my leg, then a splash, and a shimmer of a tail fin before it disappeared back into the water. I was out, I was safe in his arms now. He was still smiling down at me, but I was so angry and frightened from being in the tank I couldn't muster a smile...

Second Frag

I was floating around. I was not part of the dream, I was just an observer, watching the dream happen. There were kids on a beach, floating in the water. It was cartoonish, but not quite an actual cartoon. The kids realized they had drifted from the beach their parents were at. My view changed from being right beside the kids, to seeing a map of them moving back a few beaches to where their parents were.

Third Frag

I was in a house I dream of somewhat frequently. It's a plain house, white walls, beige carpets. There wasn't much going on. My boyfriend and I were walking around the house in search of something, but I don't recall what. As we walked around we found his dad sitting at a large wooden dining table. I had a feeling of being in trouble as his dad calmly ate his food. We walked away, heading for the door that led to the backyard..Once I crossed the threshold of the door the dream change. I was now at an indoor skating rink. We sat down on some bleachers with other spectators. There was a small hockey game going on. There was a young boy sitting with his mother beside me. My boyfriend poked me, and then to the kid. The kid asked if he could have some of my poutine with pulled pork on it, to which i glared, said "No, you had some already" and kept the delicious food to myself. I continued watching the hockey game.


I think that's about it for last night's dream..Can only recall these frags for now. Hoping tonight is more eventful!

I'm with and older cousin and her husband and children. We're in front of this gate that leads to this disneyland/college campus, but my cousin seems irritated that there is a women in a toll booth looking thing saying that it's not free anymore and that we have to pay to get in. So we start walking away, the toll booth lady gets distracted, and I see my cousin running into the gate opening so we all follow her in. then I walk off a little and the scene turns into like a costco store and I find the purple beach cruiser that my sister had as a child and I get on it and ride around a few aisles and I see a boy riding a blue version of the beach cruiser and we laugh because we both know we shouldn't be riding the bikes around the store, we decide we want to check out the other bikes for sell because we're more into bmx bikes. We get to the bike section but there's all these different acoustic guitars for sell there. We stand there confused wondering where the bikes are as an employees approaches us and tells us we can't ride bikes in the store so we ride away around some more aisle and find more bikes, they spread out one or two every aisle it's strange. And the bikes I find are ugly mountain/bmx bike hybrid looking things with 90's paint job on them. Then next thing I know me and the boy are getting ready to teleport or something, something big, and he tells me to sit in a chair and wait for the woman to come, when she comes she teleports the boy one body part at a time, next she does me, I sit in the chair and she sees my face and freaks out so I run off and she chases me and now we're running around this pool that is in the middle of nowhere, like a opening in a huge corn field, I threaten her that I'll jump in the water, so I do and I sink, then I get pulled to the shallow end by her and the boy, and now there's lots of other people there in the pool and out of the pool just watching the situation.

I was in a cave, a big circular cave with four support pillars. I was a guardsman (a soldier from the warhammer 40k universe) together with my squad. We were holding the only entrance to the cave against an incoming wave of tyranids (a kind of creature, again from the warhammer 40k universe). We were firing our laser rifles against them, but with no effect. So we started discussing what to do, and even though we did so for a long time the tyranids didn't reach us even though they were like 50 meters away.

We hatched a great idea. We started pouring the laser from our rifles into a bucket...yes, laser is apparently a liquid. (dream logic ftw!) Then we poured the liquid onto catapults and fired it against the tyranids, with great success! They still didn't move while we fired against them for some reason.

These dreams took place over the course of the last week.
Recall has fluctuated a lot.
L.K means the K-th dream on day L.

1.1
I am sitting in my high school AP Gov class, debating a book's usage of a Ben Franklin quote. I don't remember the quote itself. Maybe the exact quote was never actually in the dream, but only the concept that a Ben Franklin quote was just read aloud. I said that the usage couldn't have been what Franklin intended, since "America's founding was based on Athenian democracy." I asked the teacher, who was the one who actually taught my class in real life, "So is this story supposed to be post-present? Then why is the government fascist?" (In retrospect, none of this sounds anything like the AP Gov curriculum, nor does it sound like an even remotely intelligent discussion.) Friend AF was there too, but didn't say much.

1.2
Kinda related to dream 1.1. Was it the last day of classes for that year? My classmates and I had been sent off to buy party food at the local market. (The one where we'd occasionally buy lunch.) I was supposed to get frozen deserts: ice cream and popsicles. The popsicle flavors were unusual: lime, coconut, oreo (what the heck?). I was buying vanilla ones, as directed. (They seemed like creamsicles really.) It seemed like I'd been sent on the trip by my AP Gov teacher, but also by my math teacher. But it seemed like only one was doing anything like throwing a celebration in class. It was either/or, but my dreamstate was logically foggy enough to tolerate the potential contradiction there.

2.1
A dream on a beach. Grey sky, 30 degree sloping sand. I am with my dog, but a big black and white dog (a Border Collie, maybe?) is chasing us. (It looks very similar to a black and white dog I painted as a kid, though I didn't realize this until I woke up.) I have to push the dog out of the way; my palm redirects his snout away from my smaller dog. Oddly enough, when I looked back over at my dog, her snout looked shorter, and was a bit upturned. She looks vaguely princess-y, which doesn't suit her at all.

2.2
Another dream, in a watery world with lots of greenery. There is a big lake full of 20-foot diameter lily pads, and a bunch of stilt houses. In the distance there are mustard-yellow sand dunes and palm trees. I recall very little of what happened. It sort of seemed like part of a movie I was watching, and sort of like a video game. I eventually seemed to fight some boss battle against a creature resembling the Omega Pirate from Metroid Prime.

2.3
Another dream. Vaguely Harry Potter-like. (Similarities with the Gringots transportation system, the Ministry of Magic's toilet entrance, and Hermione Granger.) Me, Emma Watson, and some other random people enter a public bathroom in the subway station. The florescent lights are out, save for one, so it's pretty dark. The walls are made of cinder blocks and concrete. We all step into the wheelchair-accessible stall, where there's an fancy old-fashioned steel-cage elevator. We all get in. Emma Watson presses a button to take us all back to "the apartment." (Do we live together?) The elevator goes up, slides along the high ceiling, through a ventilation shaft whose opening is oriented perpendicular to the ground. The elevator exits the ventalation system. We turn right, and right again, and hover above an empty stall in a different subway station bathroom. The elevator plunges through the floor, and drops me and Emma Watson off in a stairwell.

The stairwell resembles the one in Eddy Morra's chinatown apartment (from the movie Limitless). The main difference is the stairs go up the opposite direction; the torque of the stairs is downwards in the movie, but upwards in my dream. Additionally, there's a large window situated to the right of the stair steps we've been dropped off at. Outside the window is a street, and across the street is some random inner-city shops, grey sky, trees with waxy circular leaves and light-grey bark. I am about to open the front door, but I hear shouting and furniture banging around. I knock on the door. A bullet whizzes past me, from through the door. I move to the right side of the door, back near the window. I jiggle the door handle, so that whoever is doing the shooting will think I'm still there, and will waste bullets. He shoots so many holes through the door that one could easily push a big chunk of the wood from the door right through. I wait silently. The shooter approaches the door, and pushes a big portion of the door's wood through. Just what I thought would happen.

The shooter sticks his head out. It's Tracy Morgan. (Lolwut?) He sees us and tries to shoot. I push Emma Watson out of the way, and move in front of the door. He'll have to turn his gun, a silver six-shooter, about 90 degrees in order to shoot me. But I won't let that happen. I grab his hand with my right hand, and the muzzle of his gun with my left. His wrist strength against two arms? No way. I turn the gun on him, and blast his brains out. Geez.

Anyway, I open the door, and walk in. The place is poorly lit, but there's light creeping in from the dusty horizontal blinds on the windows. My parents are inside; my Mom is at the narrow end of a ceramic table with tiles embedded in it, and my Dad is sitting in the middle of the long side, with his chair turned to face the TV. They seem unaware of the whole Tracy Morgan incident that just took place. They tell me they're about to watch a movie, and ask if I'd like to join them. I ask what they'll watch. I begin reading the decription on the DVD envelope. It's not that great-sounding. I hesitate, and ask if we can watch the movie from dream 2.3. (I didn't ask verbally though. It seemed more like telepathy.) My Dad points out that Natalie Portman is in this movie. I decide to watch it. I sit on the light-beige carpeted floor, leaving against an unoccupied grey couch behind me. In the movie, Natalie Portman has shoulder-length lavender colored hair, but I hardly found it unusual, (nor should I, necessarily) since "it's just a movie."

After the movie ends, I get up and go to the fridge. There are shrunken heads inside, in glass jars. They're marinading in something. I freak out, and wake up.

3.1
I go to a shop with beige walls, with depth about 100 feet, and width about 20 feet. The far end of the otherwise barren room has a sloped refrigerating shelf, (kinda like the place in Starbucks where bottled drinks are, but much steeper angle and many more levels). The shelf is taller than I am. There are lots of elixirs and nootropic beverages on the shelf. I pick out a JustChill which has a greenish color in place of the customary blue. I also buy a second drink, whose details I don't remember or maybe never dreamed up.

I head to my Dad's office, which seems to be in the Physics research building on campus. Huh. His office is long but not deep. About 30 feet wide, 7 feet deep. There are two windows, each with has black horizontal metal window shades. A yellowish light radiates from from the ceiling, onto beige walls and a chevron-shaped desk, made of glued together bits of recycled-wood. It's nestled into into the corner. I tell him "these drinks are great for focus," and that "they even have blueberry flavor," although that isn't the flavor I bought. He thanks me for telling him, but declines to try one.

4.1
I am in a girl's dorm room. The room has royal blue walls, and a 2 foot wide square window, across from the door. Between the door and the window is a desk of opaque tempered glass, like the one in my room. I'm sitting sideways in her swivel chair. Outside the window is the top of a tree, and the pale grey sky.

The girl has red hair, green eyes, a blue sweater, and a pink skirt. God she's cute. The rest is R-rated.

5.1
At an odd sort of apartment, where the wooden stairs come up to a wall, without there being a platform to stand on before getting to the wall. It kinda resembles Friend NH's place. Running parallel with the stairs' horizontal component is a hallway, with yellow wood floors, and white walls. Friend MZ has let me in, and I ask why he hadn't collected rent the money I send him a while ago. He gives an unintelligible answer, and I ask if it needs to be a paper check. He says no, and as he does so, he turns into Friend LM, but with an egg-shaped head. What the heck? He directs me to go down the hallway. He opens a white door full of glass windows. I see Friend MP inside the sun room, which has olive-colored shades covering the windows, and light creeping in through the edges. He raises a drink in greeting.

My alarm goes off, I wake up.

6.1
More border collies. A recurring dream? The context seemed a bit different. All I remember is that black and white dog from dream 2.1.

Had a short sleep after work at 6:30, but I can only just remember a small part of my dream. I was sitting with some friends on a black sanded beach, we where sitting on a big rock watching penguins been plucked from the sea by massive mechanical claws. Nobody seemed to be phased by this (me included), the penguins didn't seem to be bothered by it either, not sure where the claws where taking them too - then I woke up around 10:30.

I wish I hadn't then decided to go out to my friends, I could have easily just stayed awake for an hour then gone back to bed but I decided against it.

Needless to say I struggled to get back to sleep when I got home, wasn't very tired then and plus the heatwave we're having made it even more difficult (we're not use to warm weather in England). However I got relaxed and kept my eyes closed hoping to drift off, then I could hear what sounded like a 'POP'! this scared the hell out of me initially because it sounded/felt like it was in my head (near the top), definitely wasn't from an external source. This was then briefly followed by some very nice swirling patterns which I could see behind my closed eyes, this really took me back to when I tried DMT. The patterns only showed for a little while, I was a little uncomfortable with this and opened my eyes to try and take in what had happened.

I could be thinking too much into the popping noise I experienced, I would love to hear if anyone else has experienced anything like this.

That's all I have for today,

(,")_PaulTech_(".)

1.

Length: ~1 hour
Type: Non-lucid


I was riding a boat with a whole ton of people. I can't remember whether they were in my family or not. But I knew that my Aunt Susan, my brother, and my cousin were there with me. So I sort of guessed we were in the same family. We were going to ride boats, and I started to say "I call the front seat". Because everyone knows its the best on a small boat. Surprisingly, no one argued. We got down and I got in a boat with... my cousin, my aunt, and my brother.

We rode out first and started doing some loops around a island just offshore waiting for the others. Then they came out. It was like 7 boats packed to the teeth with people. My aunt said "Wow, that many of us...". My aunt then got out and said "Well, you don't have to worry about me, I'm walkin'"
That did seem like her, always wanting to walk instead of being transported by other means, but it was strange, because I didn't even know you could walk this path.

Now that's strange in waking life because I had knowledge of a path I'd never taken in waking life, but I knew about it in a dream.
I feel like I'm learning new things about dreaming every night.

Anyways, she hopped out and I took the controls, then I blasted away and the others followed me.

Then, I woke up.

2.

Length: ~20 minutes
Type: Non-lucid

I opened a shop selling souvenir pictures from my trip to Alaska. I was at home flipping through channels on my favorite red couch (favorite couches never chance, even in dreams). Then my brother walked up to me and offered me some money for the shop. I hesitated, then sold him it.

After this, I can't recall what happened, but I do know that I eventually got it back and he was madder than hell at me. Which isn't that weird in waking life.

All that stuff gives me and excuse to not have done a reality check. No dream sign, realism (I was even thinking of setting up that "shop" in real life at Eugene's Saturday market!).

Anyways... go along now.

I'm on a bus ride home. The bus, despite my protests, drives past my stop. Suddenly, lucidity. I immediately decide to indulge in numerous flips, twists and other cool aerial maneuvers, whilst staying inside the bus and, miraculously, dodging my fellow passengers. Haphazardly, but gracefully, soaring through the sky, I return home. I attempt to summon my dream guide, but am instead greeted my ominous, red clouds. The floating fluffs of doom coalesce into Jafar, from Aladdin, in his genie form. Giving a rather stereotypical, but no less disturbing, laugh, he points at a random patch of sky and all goes black, save for some unintelligible, white text at the bottom. A brief and effortless spark of willpower and I'm back home, with my towering antagonist glaring with annoyance at me. He fires an unremarkable, yellow energy blast at me. I psychically grab it and redirect it. Hitting him square in the chest, he tumbles into my neighbor's house. Regaining his composure, he fires another volley and I send it back. He dodges and the house takes another beating. Wishing to finish this fight, I grab onto the fence gate that leads to my home and convert it into a giant slingshot, firing myself at the nigh omnipotent titan. Before I can charge into him, I wake up.

i had to put together some christmas-themed gift bags for my classmates. i was walking to the dollar store, which i understood was in downtown toronto although the area seemed more suburban. it was sunny outside and obviously not winter. i entered the dollar store, which was more like a warehouse. i wandered around for a long time looking for gifts. i purchased some small things. i had to be careful because i didn't have much money. one area contained some creepy old dollhouse furniture. i left this area and found out that my boyfriend was here. we looked at stuff together. i found a pair of fleece pants with airbrushed bears, owls and eagles on them and i thought they were amazing, but the tag said 'size 46' and i didn't know if anyone in my class was that large.

there was a 'computer room' in the warehouse and i wanted to use my computer for some reason. i tried to turn it on but the screen was blank. a tall guy was laughing at me.

i decided to leave, so i walked a block over to the other dollar store. i hadn't gone inside when i realized that i didn't tell my boyfriend that i left. i sat down on an outdoor bench outside of a bar and tried to get wifi on my phone. i sent him a message but i wasn't sure if it went through.

then i saw a bus and i got on it for some reason. the bus took me back home in about a minute (it would be at least an hour in real life!) and i felt really bad that i had left my boyfriend in toronto.

playing Superhero Card Game with Aliens
Playing weird card game with aliens as players and superhero cards. Had to correct the aliens on the value of earth superheroes (they had underestimated them by far). So once we corrected the value of our superheroes, some superhero that had before been completely beaten by the alien superhero in the card game, now won easily.

Theft or Gift
My older son saw that the daughter of the proprietor of a store was pining for a magazine. So he reached into the cash register and used money from there to "pay" for the magazine, which he gave to this girl. Then we talked about whether this is stealing: it was not his money, but he did not take the magazine, the girl is the daughter of the store owner, and my son ment well. I said that he would need to return the magazine to where it was because it was not bought with his money, and this he could not decide what happened with it.

Meeting a DV member and family face to face
I dreamed about meeting a member of DreamViews face to face. I do not know who she was, which user name, but she was a young woman. She had a very weird large family whom I got to meet too because we met at her home. I brought my sons with me. We sat on her porch, but then moved inside. I had a sense of interacting with various weird family members. I had brought my son's school photos with me, and one of the women in her family wanted to see them, but I could not find the actual photos in the lavish gift bundle that I had gotten with the photos. At some point in the dream the young woman I was meeting pointed out to me that my eyeglasses cleaner had fallen out of my purse, broken, and now the liquid was spreading over the hardwood floor. I felt bed about that. As my sons and I were leaving one of her older female relatives kept insisting on kissing my younger son repeatedly - I was annoyed about that. My younger son who is in reality four seemed much younger than he is, and I was carrying him out of some reason. The other DV member and I said that we looked forward to interacting on DV.

Religion Test
Some men talking to me and my family about religion. One of them said that he would want to test my faith by asking questions to see whether I believe them. The first question was actually two questions combined, something like "Do you believe in one God who is separate from all creation?" And I said that while I believe in one God, but he is deeply interconnected with his creation as the Holy Spirit. The man did not like this answer - he wanted faith on his definitions.

My memory of the dream is rather shaky, but here it goes: I was a dwarf living in a dwarf fortress, although everything seemed to be rather manmade. There were a lot of tunnels we used for transportation that were, for whatever reason, filled with water. Strangely enough, I was a wizard.

From what I recall, the plot of the dream goes like this: I'm trying to get through a tunnel, but some construction workers stop me because it's filled with water. I wait until it's ready and go through, and I end up in a place resembling a playground on a giant plate. I climb to the top to where the mayor of the fortress is, and from there I begin practicing magic (essentially I looked for a random critter on the plate and blasted it with a tornado of fire when I saw it). I did this for a while before I went back through the tunnel to my home (which appeared to be the ONLY thing underground). It was connected to several other rooms, sort of like a hotel. A loudspeaker went off and told everyone that a tournament was being held, so I got ready to fight and went to the arena, but I woke up before I could enter.

My magic abilities were similar to using a staff in Cubeworld, and the creatures resembled creatures from Cubeworld. There was also the odd mention of an absurdly expensive "green marmalade" that could be used to tame a "brown forest healer" but I only remember hearing about the green marmalade in fragments (except for a bit where it was announced just outside the arena) and I only saw the forest healers in a fragment once (they resembled the Black Mage from FF1, except their clothes were brown).

Alright, last night I went to bed late as I had a phone call with my girlfriend.
I still got about 8 hours of sleep though.

But I had the most disturbing dream in my life so I won't count this night. When I woke up from it I had no intention to do anything for LD for the rest of the night...and I had trouble falling asleep again.

I won't even write down this dream as, for the first time ever, I'm trying to actively forget this dream. It's just plain wrong and nothing worth to be remembered :/