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I am listening to one of my favorite bands through earphones, and take the earphones off to do something else, but the music remains at the same volume. I check, and I am still wearing the earphones. I take them off again, being extra sure that I removed them. Holding them in my hand, looking right at them, the music is still at the same volume. I also feel them in my ears at the same time. I drop the pair I'm holding and feel another pair in my ears again.

My room mate comes up to me to tell me something, but I can't hear her over the music. I take the earphones out, but the music is still just as loud and I can't hear her over it. I focus really intently on reading her lips, but only get part of what she's saying this way. I take the earphones out several times as she is speaking, but the music never gets quieter.

Maybe I'm dreaming? I pinch my nose and cannot breathe. I look at my frame of reference, notice my nose is slightly visible as usual, as well as my face around my eyes. I try to put my finger through my hand, it won't go through. I look at my hands, I have the normal number of fingers: 4 and a thumb on each hand. "I guess I'm just going crazy then" I conclude, still unable to stop the music. I wonder if I am just unable to remove the headphones and am hallucinating my attempts to get them off, or if I am just hearing the music in my head without headphones....

In either case, the music is awesome, so I don't really mind it at all. I sing along for a bit, realizing I don't know the words, I let the song continue. I figured I would know the words if it's in my head, but I don't. I keep taking the earphones out, only to hear the music just the same, and to immediately find the earphones are still in my ears.

A large dog is sleeping nearby. Now it is a horse, the size of a huge dog. It has wedged itself comfortably behind some furniture and wants to get out. I move the furniture a little, and it squeezes through, now in dog aspect again. Turning around, it squeezes back into the furniture, between the frame of a table with no top. It is a large fluffy dog at this point, it lays down, completely comfortable and relaxed. I feel relaxed just looking at it curl up over there.

I wake up and realize I fell asleep with my headphones on, playing the exact same music. Complete continuity from the dream music to the music I'm hearing now.

Maybe I woke up briefly for the RCs, and due to the continuity of music, didn't know I was awake? A crucial element was missing from my RCs however: Truly believing this might in fact be a dream. Instead of this, I was merely wanting it to be a dream.

Watching a large group of A-10 bombers approach the airbase at night. They are really low to the ground, just about to land. I notice another group of aircraft, like F-16s, approaching to bomb the entire base. I don't want anyone to get hurt so I manage to call off the landing just by willing it. I overhear some radio communication directing them to land at the southern airfield miles away.

As the A-10s pull up, and begin their slow flight to the south, I see several F-16s crash nose first straight into the ground. Oddly, nothing explodes, and just the nose cone crumples a bit like a car crash. It seems like the pilots are okay, just really bad at Kamikaze attacks. I hear on the radio again that we can do what the enemy pilots are doing. "Kamikaze strikes?" I ask. "No, just fight back" I am told. That all seems unnecessary to me.

I am some sort of god-like entity, an awareness with power, lacking physical form, helping a large group of people and animals live their lives. I become aware that there is a hostile ship, going to another land to bring back nuclear weapons to use against everyone on the island I am familiar with. Going over to it, I attempt to stop it with lightning strikes. Despite several direct hits on the ship, it continues on and reaches the distant shore to pick up the nuclear weapons.

I take human form, and go to speak with the leader of this operation, but he kills me before I can do or say anything right as I enter a wooden lodge he is in. Still having an awareness of what's going on in the lodge, a large group of women enter, all dressed the same, all with their hands in their identical bags. They surround him and say something to the effect of, "You had this coming for a long time, now the time has come" He tries to run, but a group of women hold him as he is assassinated. All the women had guns in their bags.

Now a young boy just on the outskirts of the town, holding hands with a young girl, we watch the town mill about. People going here and there. Boats coming and going. The large ship from earlier has turned into a smaller ship with no where to go. Very peaceful, a dam slowly raises out of the nearby river, filling a large reservoir.

July 5, 2014

Last night i kept waking up and really didn't get that great if sleep. Wirst recall this week for me.

I know there was a lot more to this dream but i can only remember crawling around in an attic in the dark but what i could see was black and white. Not sure if i had infrared goggles on or thats just how it was. That day before the dream i watched a black and white tv show maybe that influenced it. Anyway, i found Jacob's cat, muffin, and petted the cat for a bit. The attic had a lot of stuff around the edges and had two chambers, but no doors or anything, just a dry wall entrance way. There was a big square hole in the floor that led down somewhere but i have to clue because it was so dark. The attic continued on but i am not sure if i went and explored it. I don't remember how i got there i was just kinda there. I can only remember the one scene. Something about cars keeps floating around my mind though.

I'm trying to get into dream yoga. It's hard for me to stay focused that long, but I'm making progress if my recall from last night has anything to say about it.

07.05.2014

Unjustified Anger (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

After helping my co-worker's elderly grandfather move some heavy furniture, then taking an ill-advised trip to the airport on a whim, I somehow manage to make it to work half an hour early. "Well, I guess I'm early today," I say with surprise as I walk in the front door.

Our receptionist, Anita, glares at me. "I guess you are," she mutters, scribbling angrily on a sticky note. I'm surprised by her reaction.

"Wait, don't be mad. If you don't want me here early, I could just wait outside until I'm supposed to be here..."

She glowers at me again. "I'm not mad."

"Um, really? I think you are. You keep scowling at me..."

"Okay, you're right. I AM mad."

I spend the rest of the dream thinking up ways to get back on her good side.

07.05.2014

Footsteps (SP)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

((I consider my SP episodes to be lucid, as long as I realize I'm in SP, because it's somehow a state of dreaming while I'm caught between being asleep and awake. I can see the real world if I open my eyes, but it is intermingled with hallucinations--- like a dual layer of reality.))

I wake up in SP for the second night in a row. Weird how it acts up more when I'm focusing on LDing. I hear my bedroom door open and footsteps on the carpet leading towards my bed. Someone is in here. Then, my mom's voice: "Lola?"

Oh no. My mom and stepdad are home early. WHY are they here? I left a huge mess that I intended to clean up before they returned. Now they'll think I'm a slob.

Wanting to explain myself and question their early arrival, I struggle to move. As usual, only my foot seems operable. I shake it back and forth as quickly as I can manage, but I'm still having problems coming out of it. I struggle to keep my eyes open, which usually helps. I can see the wall and the window whenever I manage to force my eyes open. I feel my mom standing over my bed staring at me. She's probably wondering why I'm shaking my foot like this.

Finally, the motion is enough to jar me awake. I realize that I'm here alone. My mom was never in the room--- once again, just a hallucination.

07.05.2014

Questionable Content (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Much of this is lost, but it was a pretty extensive dream. Mostly I remember the house of a man I had some kind of conflict with. There are several instances where the image of the house is the prominent focus of the dream. The man seems to be Ned Flanders from the Simpsons. Apparently he was never actually a Christian, but was secretly doing neo-Pagan rituals in his house and cursing the Simpsons. This amuses me greatly. However, he seems to be depressed because of something to do with his wife. She died, perhaps. I also believe he may have blamed me for whatever it was. At some point, this results in an epic battle in the street against his mecha form.

07.05.2014

DJ Academy (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a place that could be straight out of an anime. A girl is leading me and a small group of other girls around a huge radio company, explaining that we're all going to be DJs for these reality talk shows. Everyone here has their own show, in many different genres. "You'll learn what kind of DJ you are pretty quickly," our guide tells us. I'm a little confused as to how I got here. When she concludes the tour, our guide asks if we have any questions.

I raise my hand. "What exactly is this place?" I ask. I realize how stupid this sounds when she gives me a 'were-you-even-listening-to-a-word-I-just-said' glare. I am now somewhat lucid, though at a very low level. "I mean, I KNOW this is a radio station, but I don't know how I got here. And um, I think I missed the first part of the tour? Is this like a DJ academy?"

She explains that no, it is not. We are to start our own specific style of show with our individual skill sets, which we'll learn as we go.

((Starting from this point, I awake and re-enter the dream many times due to irritating dogs barking right outside my window.))

I'm exploring the station and checking out the various different studios and DJs. Everyone here is their own special brand of crazy, I realize. I'm in the studio of a very pale girl with white hair and red eyes. She's dressed in Lolita style clothing and seems just like an anime character. She talks like a little kid, though she's probably my age. The directer (our tour guide from earlier), is standing in the doorway observing. I suddenly notice a familiar container on the Lolita's book stand--- my medicine! "Hey, these are mine!" I snatch up the pills before she can take them. "How did you get these?"

She tries to deny stealing them, saying their hers, but the director cuts in. "What have I told you about taking other people's things, [girl's name]?"

((Awake. Re-enter.))

I am participating as a guest in one of the DJ's studios. There is a large swimming pool with rows of intertubes. Some of the tubes have people in them. Playing against another newbie, I have to throw bean bags and hit the people. I think it's going to be like Bingo or Tic-Tac-Toe, but it turns out to be more like shuffleboard with no clear rules. The people in the intertubes are swimming around, making it even harder. I lose horribly, and the girls sitting by the pool watching make fun of me.

((Awake. Re-enter.))

This part is rather vague. Something about a dude with rabbit ears who needs my help getting out of a fix with a demon (who happens to be one of the DJs).

((Awake. Re-enter.))

The rabbit-eared guy walks out the door of the demon's studio, leaving me to deal with the angry DJ. I'm very slightly lucid--- I "remember" having this dream before. I know that the demon is going to spew sludge on me, so I guard my face with my hat. The rest of me gets covered in slimy demon puke. He's supposed to do this four times, according to my "memory" of the supposed previous dream that never actually happened. On the third time, the feeling of the cold slime on the back of my neck jars me awake.

07.04.2014

Quite the Wolf Problem (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am taking a stroll down the road late at night. As I pass the cemetary, I encounter a girl around fourteen years old who warns me that she's out hunting werewolves with her grandfather. She is clutching a vicious looking shotgun in a manner that suggests she's well accustomed to using it. While I'm talking to her, we hear a ruckus nearby. A werewolf is attacking her grandfather!

Suddenly lucid, I remember that I, too, am a werewolf. Fortunately I happen to possess much greater self control than this brute, who is out of his wits with the change. I morph into my werewolf form and leap onto the other wolf, tearing at his throat with my teeth. I can see how it could be tempting to go on a murderous rampage while in wolf form--- letting out my inner beast feels amazing! Still, I hope that the girl realizes that I'm helping, that I'm protecting her from this other wolf. I'm not too keen on being shot.

Suddenly, I'm pulled from the dream into sleep paralysis as I feel someone shaking me awake. It seems to be my mother; I hear her voice telling me to wake up. I try to explain that I'm in sleep paralyis, but it just comes out as a mumble. I try to roll over, but cannot move. My mom continues to shake me, telling me to wake up.

By this point I'm a bit irritated. I manage to get control of my foot and shake it back and forth enough to jar me awake. (This has proved the ONLY way I can force myself out of SP. I don't know why I'm able to move my foot; it's literally the only real part of my body I'm ever able to move.) Once awake, I realize that my mom isn't even here. I'm house sitting for her while she's in Florida.

07.04.2014

George and the Rabbit (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I seem to be a well-known scholar, and I'm staying in George Takei's house for my current research, as he lives in a convenient location.

I step out the front door to begin my day. Beside the step is a white rabbit wearing glasses. Insteac of fur, the rabbit has wool like a sheep. It seems happy to let me pet it, closing its eyes in content.

George Takei is doing dishes behind me. I try to get his attention to show him the rabbit, but he does not want to be disturbed.

07.04.2014

The Tornado Approaches (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

We are out in the open country by a little house. My grandmother, who suffers from alzheimer's, wishes to drive to the store. We are desperately trying to talk her out of it, but she will not listen.

As we're arguing, the sky goes dark. A storm is nearby. I can hear the sounds of a tornado quickly approaching from behind me. Not even looking back, I lead everyone to a manhole by the house that appears to lead to the sewer. Not a proper storm shelter, but it should serve the purpose all the same. We hurry down the ladder before the tornado can reach us.

Night of July 5, 2014. Saturday.



I am apparently listening to a radio broadcast in a state of half-dreaming. The announcer clearly says “Russell Cayman’s dead”. I have no idea who that is (I have not listened to a radio for many years) and for a moment, I think of (a type of animal) caimans (alligatorid crocodylians). This seemed like some sort of telepathic pulse (or perhaps a postcognitive remnant or “artifact”), but who knows? I am not even sure of the spelling.

This slightly short WILD began and ended on an icy island. I began on the shore of the island and saw various boats and ships, all of which had a design and texture that resembled a termite mound, despite clearly being made of wood. I ventured into a cave that was right in front of my start point and found various jutting out rocks that I spent most of the dream swinging on. Eventually, I remembered what I was here for and tried to summon Ophelia, who arrived in the form of a fairy in a pink dress. After chasing her through the caverns for a bit, I lost awareness and went back to the start point, where I discovered the owners of the ships: a group of violent and viscous humanoids that had a slightly rocky aesthetic to them and possessed a hive mind. I vaguely recall trying and failing to infiltrate them, before spending the rest of the dream engaged in battle with them.

Dream 1
Recorded at 4:30am

I'm having sex with some girl and I notice that a man joins in and if looks like Dana White.

I'm either walking fast or riding a bike through a wet area. I see people fishing and a man to my left who has a dog with him. If seems to be quite aggressive when I go near if, but as I get closer and closer if tries to hump my leg.

I'm now walking through a jungle and using a device that I put on my head to be able to see in the dark. It simulates what is in front of you but through something artificial. I'm pretty amazed by this and continue walking/running through the jungle without fear of running into anything.

I'm in a bedroom and holding a couple of glass bottles. I explain to a couple people that are with me how amazing this stuff is to drink and that it allows you to see in the dark. I get quite emotional while explaining this to them, as I am so excited about what sort of power this holds. I look at the bottle and see that it says gluten free and a list of ingredients on it.'

Dream 2
Recorded at 8:30 - 9:00

I'm at a random place and I seem to be trying to lucid dream. I'm with 2 people who seem to be experienced at it.

I seem to have failed at something and was saved by one of people. They me out of a window to the roof tops of a high city building. They rest me down on the roof files and I try and get some sleep so I can lucid dream. I feel my body sliding down the roof, so I get up and see that I'm in a room. I can see some beds and a black board with something written on it. It had 3 words with arrows pointing at each word, as if if was trying to tell me that every word was important and It could help me.

My Dad comes through the door and starts grabbing stuff out of the house and asks me to come with him so we can go home. I tell him that I need to sleep here to get used to it.

Recorded at 8:30am

I'm at my house and It's owned by Kayley and Daniel. Dianne is also living there I think or maybe visiting.

I notice that Blue Sparks is here, and I think he's meant to be brothers with Daniel because Daniel seems to be a little affectionate towards Blue.

I walk into rumpus room and Daniel asks for me to fix the wall. It looks like the wall has been cut short from the bottom. I hear an argument in the kitchen between Blue and Dianne. Dianne is yelling at Blue and telling him to leave and not come back.

I see a think stain in the carpet, it looks similar to mud. I ask Kayley what had happened and she said that she knocked over dinner, due to Dianne who kept asking her to check something out, and when she did, she knocked over the meal.

Someone's phone gets a message or notification and Daniel checks if out and freaks a little. He says to Kayley about the photo album called K&D which referred to Dean(Me) & Kayley, and seems to be quite jealous of this.

Dianne is on her way to a venue where there's a competition going on. A chef is racing his guests to get to the venue before them. The guests will be treated to a meal if they can get there first. The place looks like a surf club which is on the water.

Im sitting behind the venue with Kayley, and Daniel is sitting away from us. I can see a navy patrol on the water. There's 2 massive boats, choppers etc. I see a inflatable boat head towards the 2 boats, aiming for the small gap in between them. I wasn't sure if they would fit through, but ended up doing it with ease.

Kayley is sitting in between my legs and I feel uncomfortable due to the fact Daniel was near by. I try and act as comfortable as possible.

Recorded at 10:10am (Terrible Sleep)

I'm on a train and i see 2 guys sitting near me. They start to torment me and attacking me. I see a knife and fear for my life, so I fight back and get the knife off of the attacker and stab him to death. I need to get rid of this body and decide to throw him off the train as it's moving. I see his body hit the ground and I'm unhappy at where it lands. I figure that it will be seen by an oncoming train.

I start freaking out and thinking that I'll get caught and go to jail.

I'm sitting down on the train again and another 2 guys start tormenting me and attacking me. This time the man has a razor blade and I try to defend myself by hand fighting with him to get the razor off of him. I eventually get the razor off of him and I target his throat area and start slicing at it. I end up killing the man and I start to feel the same way as last time. The other attack was frightened of me and looked shocked at what I has done.

Recorded at 8:30am

I'm in the backyard at Blaxland and Its day time.

I see my Dad in the distance. He picks up a tennis ball and throws if over to Sue and Mikes house. I can hear a doc running for the ball and someone spraying the dog with the hose in their backyard.

Dad yells out something to the neighbor and Mike pops his head over and we have a brief discussion. I ask Mike what kind of dog he has and he invites me over to have a look.

We're both out the front on our way to Mikes. As I reach his backyard I see his daughter's Rachel and Narelle. Narelle looked pretty hot and was wearing a top that shows some cleavage which got my attention. She tells me I'm looking good and would like to know if I want her to cook me some porterhouse steak. I politely decline and mix my words up a bit by saying that I can't due to Dad has just cooked a BBQ, where soon after I correct myself and say a roast dinner.

I walk over to Mikes shed and have a thorough look around it, as if I had come over to look at the shed instead. I see a green colored device at the back of the shed. I go over and have a closer look and notice that there's a little department in the wall. It looks as if it's a money shoot.

I'm now checking out the inside of the shed and I see that Mike is inside. I walk over to the corner of the shed for some reason and soon realize that Sue is behind me. She seems to be walking awkwardly as the ground is pretty uneven.

I'm now outside talking to Mike about the dog he has, and he responds by telling me that the lassie dog is now at someone's house due to there being a baby now living here and wanted it to be safe.

As I continue talking to him I see another dog behind him in mid air. It's a small dog, kinda cute and it's having a poo while looking at me. The poo is just pouring out and is a bit runny.

Dream 1
Recorded at 4:40am

There's some kind of controversy going on and I see a lot of people in small rafts. It's as if the government is keeping a lid on something and want to stop the protest at all costs. They tell the people that lining up in rafts will not solve anything. I think to myself that this is bullshit, and that we could make a change if we held our ground.

I see a scene of a man with a dead foot. I think the foot was going to get a urine bath.

I decide to get into my raft and float down the stream. It felt like a white water rafting experience. There was uneven rocks which were pointing out of the water. I look in front of me and see that there is mini icebergs.

Dream 2
Recorded at 7:00am

I'm at the Coles in my home town and seem to be looking for a some items. I feel as If someone had done something wrong. I see an older gentlemen which works at the store mention something and I tell him that the items I was looking at could do of some help. They looked like stationary items.

Dream 3
Recorded at 8:50am

I'm at a bar with Dave, Josh, Lachlan, Germain and Kane. I'm not drinking and feel a little uneasy but try and get In the groove of things.

I get offered some alcoholic beverages and give info the moment and have a beer.

I see Kane, which I haven't seen for a while and say Hello to him but that's as far as the convocation got with us.

Some ladies come over to us and we start chatting, and I see that they're after a good night by the looks of what they're drinking. I get offered a shot of something, which looks strange looking and very tiny. I knock it over by accident but pick it up and notice that there's still about half in there. I decide to drink it and a feeling of burning sensation is felt in my throat. It would have to be one of the strongest shots I've ever tasted.

I move onto up stairs and start talking to another group of ladies. I see a girl from school Ash Feke and she compliments me. I notice I'm wearing glasses. I play hard done by and act as if she could say much better things about me.

It seems to be only me and the ladies and unsure where my friends may be. I head on back down stairs and see some ladies at the pool tables. Something doesn't seem to look right about the pool tables. It's my turn to shoot and I see that the table isn't flat, it has a massive lean towards one side on the left hand side of it. I'm unsure if I'm big's or small's and ask someone. I think I'm smalls and almost miss out on seeing an easier shot which wasn't in my view.

I head up stairs and the same ladies are still there. I start talking myself up and act somewhat mysterious to keep them more intrigued. I notice that we're in my lounge room and some girl is on my phone asking what this video is all about. I rush over to see what she had found. It was of a man running while holding some kind of pole.

I'm dumb founded on how she could have guessed my unlock key and told her that she must have been very persistent and Obsessed. I walk over to the other ladies and mention the same thing to them.

I give up my act of mysteriousness and tell them what I'm really about. I get up and as I'm walking to the stairs I say I have a degree in fuck all. Ash says well don't come back then if you're just going to leave like that

07/03/14 DEILD I came back in a car. I was concerned that I had failed to provide a DV member with anything cool or fun. I planted the thought that this is the same sequence with Ophelia and the vague impression of someone appeared by my side. Ok, quick something fun.

I caused the car we were in to start flying. I made it zip up into the sky and then back down. Then I took a corner really fast and made the car go up on two wheels. Definately fun, but let's be fair. Where is the other DV member in this. Really, is Opheia there or not? Take a look, if she really is it counts; if not you are only entertaining yourself.

I look to the side and the entire scene changes. I am alone standing in an alley. I decide to start over and try to find Ophelia and Gab. I just start calling out there names. I have only seen one small photo of Gab, so before all of this I decided if I saw a black cat it might be Gab.

I call out about five times and a black cat comes out of the shadows. "Is that you, Gab?" It comes up to me. Ok, it must be Gab. I pick up Gab-Cat and ask her, "what kind of fun thing should we do Gab?" No answer from Gab-Cat. Oh well, "how about flying?" Again, no help from Gab-Cat.

I carry her and float up into the air to clear a cinder block fence, but tree branches get in the way. I ignore them and they go away. "Ok Gab, here we go!" I take off like a rocket. Imagine how a real cat would react. It was sort of like that. She grips my arm and squirms. Well maybe this is just a cat.

I see a very huge and fancy roof and we land on it. It is now a super fancy luxury kitchen. I set Gab-Cat on the counter and say, "Gab, would you please transform back to a person now?" I expect some awesome visual effects, but then I get the odd thought that watching Gab "change" would be rude.

I turn away and then look back. Gab is now sitting on the edge of the counter and looks amazingly like the one photo I have seen of her. She hops down and is sort of short (5') which I do not know if that is true IRL. She is wearing a very pretty shiny silver summer dress.

"Gab, you look so pretty. What a cool dress."

"Thanks. What should we do now?"

"Well, flying did not turn out so well. Does it count as fun if we rummage around this big mansion and pretend we are not supposed to be here?"

"Sure, what first?"

"Let's eat their food! I bet I will find a plate of hot roast beef." I open a warming drawer and a platter of cold vegies and grease are there left over from a platter of roast beef.

Gab says, "look in the fridge." I do and there is a nice roast there, but clearly cold. I picture it becoming hot. Before I get any results Gab asks," do you just want to snack on Mexican Kia? I have some here."

"What in the world is Mexican Kia Gab?"

"It is a dessert." Now why does dessert sound important? That is a TOTM!

"Sure Gab! Dessert is awesome!" I suddenly wake up again. The day is getting late. I really need to get up and have had five or six LDs. Let's call it good and get out of bed.

Recorded at 8:30am.

I'm at a shopping center and there's a car up for grabs. I see a crowd of people which are trying to guess the magic number, which will win them the car if guessed. I see a man sitting in the winners chair but people are still guessing. A lady guesses the number 9, and the person in charge of the competition tries to make the moment tense by making people think it's close or the right number, but it's wrong.. The correct number was 8.

The car has now been officially won by the man which was sitting in winners chair earlier.

I look at a car which looks like a olden style of car but somewhat nice looking.

I'm now in the back seat of the car which is being driven by one of the officials of the competition. He's driving us in reverse and a decent speed, insisting that the car drives smoothly and feels unlike other cars. He was right, as I rest my head back i feel a sense of great relaxation. I turn my head to my left and mention how nice it feels to the winner of the car, who was in the back seat with me.

We're driving down my auntie Rita's street heading onto the main road, still in reverse. I'm a little worried about doing this in reverse but it works out fine in the end.

I notice that there's a new person driving the car. He is wearing a high vision orange t-shirt and is surrounded by alcohol beverages. We see police ahead, they have set up a breath test section. The driver is a bit angry as we get called in for the test.

We all exit the vehicle. The officers notice the empty bottles of beer in the drivers seat and question the driver over it, which he replies by saying "that's a quiet one for me".

I think the worse and expect that he won't be driving any longer but somehow finds a loop hole in the system which allows him to continue on his way, even though he is over the alcohol limit.

As we're driving, there's a feeling of trouble in the air, as if the police were going to do something to us because of the way we got ourselves out of trouble.

I'm now at Germain's house and notice that Jane, Tim, Daryl and ?Nadine? are there. Nadine is cooking in the kitchen. I see a decent sized pot she is cooking with. Jane tells me that Nadine's daughter wanted to get in contact with you. Tim tells me that I could at least do the dishes, as if I was being lazy. I begin to do the dishes.

I'm now at the kitchen table, talking to Lincoln's girlfriend Nat. She explains to me her illness which causes her body to go numb around the stomach area and that it is quite serious. I tell her about my issue of where my arm and hands go number when I have my neck in a cramped position, which is putting pressure on my cyst. She tells me that it isn't harmful though.