non-lucid

Dad

My dad was sitting up in Bed. We was at the end of his life, but when he was able to talk and eat normally.

I told him I'd been wanting to tell him so many things, and now that he was back I could finally tell him.

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Repairing my Truck / Vacation / The Pond

I was with M. S. and we were having a good time. I needed to fix my truck. It needed a red tailgate. I got the job done, but wasn't sure it was good quality so I gave the tailgate away.

Then I came back to get the job done again. I was embarrassed because I was coming back after the job had been done already.

The mechanic cranks up the car. The radio is blasting, so I told him I could turn the radio down if he wanted. He starts to sing the song that was on to let me know that he knows music and doesn't mind loud music just because he's old.

I started talking to Mike about going to someone's sister's beach. I imagined a scene of a nice white beach. I asked someone for a cigarette. They gave me a whole pack. I ran it back to the guy because I didn't need a whole pack.

When I opened it, there was only one cigarette, but I really only saw a bunch of tobacco at the bottom of the box.

Now we are really pressed for time. I ran back to the truck but now it was a boat, and it had sunk into a holding pool where it was parked.

There was a bunch of stuff in the boat. I wanted to bring it up without everything falling out. I tried to crank the boat while it was under water. I pulled the string like a lawn mower to crank it. The guy I was with told me, "No, get one of them" or something, pointing at some monkeys. There were some monkeys that had been trained to do this in some movie. He thought a monkey could do a better job cranking it because they were stronger.

Dream skip

We made it to our destination. I approach the side of a yard where there are bird nests stacked about 5 high, one on top of each other. I saw some of the birds dart into their nest holes.

I approached wanting to see the birds. The lady who owned them came out. I hoped she wouldn't be mad that I was looking / disturbing them.

Dream Skip

Then I was at a pond. There were small looking galaxies in the pond. Then they were 3 different kinds of fish. One was like a leach. I think it was called a Cutter. There was a little round thing, and there was some other type of fish/organism. I wanted to catch them, but they would all bite, so I left them alone.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! No lucid, only a random dream about some random guy.

22.00: Sleep

05.25: Uhm... no?
I'm in my car, Monica's driving and we're on our way home. We've been somewhere out of town and I'm really tired. "You have to drive all the way home babe" I say and lean back to try to fall asleep. She's freaking out because she has no clue how to get home. "Just take a right and you're all good" I say. "It's not that easy!" she exclaims and I have to sit up and guide her. We arrive at a big stone wall with a regular size door in it. It's some sort of gate. I get out and go up to the door and look on the other side, there's a car on the other side and I hold the door up for him. He drives through and thanks me. Monica tries to go through but it's really narrow and she almost scrapes the side of the car.

"Let me do it" I say and she goes into the passenger seat. The guy I just helped holds the door for me and I slowly drive through. I get out of the car. "Thanks man" I say. "No problem, how about you repay me by buying a little snack?" he asks me. I look at where he's pointing and it's a 7/11. "Uhm... alright" I say and we head into the store. "Buy me some snus would you?" he says. "What kind?" I ask. "Any, just make sure it's a ten pack". "Hey, there's no way I'm buying you that many" I say angrily. This guy's a real jerk and I leave him in the store. I head to the car and drive off with Monica. I explain everything that just happened and we arrive at a street that looks foreign.

05.25: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

01-09-2013 -- [Three fragments in the same night, but separate dreams, all involving Harry Potter, and at least two, maybe all three involving Runescape. Disjointed, short, but kind of neat. (And one long, detailed dream between the last two that will be entered separately and doesn't involve the same settings.]

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01-09-2013 -- I'm Harry Potter, and I'm running around hiding from and being chased by a bunch of Death Eaters, as we fire spells back and forth at each other. Soon I have run into some sort of tower, where I go up to the penthouse, which seems to be where I live. There is a kind of a hint of the wizard tower from the recently re-done Runescape quest, which is why I say this dream might possibly have a Runescape connection, but that's the extent of it for this one.

Anyway, I am safe in the penthouse, but Malfoy is still down on the ground, trying to find a way in, and he is starting to annoy me. So I exit the tower and head back outside, where I grab Malfoy in my magic, and start bouncing him around, hitting the ground, then flying a few feet in the air, and hitting the ground again, directing it all with my finger. It's kind of like the ferret scene with Moody in Goblet of Fire, but he's still a boy. Still liked the name for the dream, though.

Eventually I am getting bored, so I swing him about 40 feet in the air, and threaten to just drop him and let him suffer the fall if he doesn't leave me alone and go away. There is something about Tonks, and maybe a hint of romance (or maybe just teasing, not detailed enough to be sure). I go back upstairs to find the penthouse is now swarming with bees, which may not be real bees, but perhaps a large group of bee animagi. The buzzing is bothering me slightly, and I worry of stings since this isn't an uncommon dream situation, but I decide to not worry about it, and trust the wards to take care of them, which is enough faith for them to do so.

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01-09-2013 -- This feels like a continuation of the previous dream, but it is certainly more Runescape centered. Very much a puzzle quest type of thing, and I find myself in a kitchen somewhere baking little tiny plastic beads on some sort of backing (sort of like making those plastic frame sun catchers) in the oven to create runes for this puzzle I am working on. It seems to involve placing runes around a circle, and trying to figure out which runes I'll need to make, and where I will need to place them, whether at 4, 8 and 12 around the circle, or perhaps 3, 6, 9 and 12 or even more.

I'm making a few of these things, including a couple with catsup on them, at the same time I am preparing lunch, so I have to remember and be careful to eat the right things. The runes wouldn't probably taste that good. The penthouse tower of the last dream seems to be gone for the moment, and instead I find myself in the ruins of the old Wizard Tower from the recently redone quests, except it is not underground, but a ruin open to the air. (The new tower has not been built on top of it yet, I guess.)

It is surrounded by ghosts? Spirits? Some sort of non-corporeal monsters of large size (20 to 40 feet tall versions of some of the more normal-size Runescape monsters) which stay on the outskirts of the tower grounds, but slowly wander circles about the place. I probably ought to leave them alone, but instead I seem to be sort of taunting them, and soon they are chasing me into the center of the tour ruin, where a wildly coruscating power beam still rises in the air (the tower transport system in the new wizard tower), and I suddenly realize if they get in that beam, it might possibly start to bring them back into a corporeal state where they could be dangerous. This might have been a bad idea!

I'm trying to lead them back out of the ruins, but not having much luck, until suddenly a sort of non-corporeal, but very powerful, image of Lily suddenly forms in the area, and forces them to flee. Hints of family magic, perhaps related to the fan-fiction story A Marauder's Plan. Anyway, Lily manages to clear them from the area, so I can get back to my quest work.

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01-09-2013 -- I'm in my first bedroom in the Hickory house, though I'm very tiny, and the bedroom is very large. The entirety of the Runescape world is laid out in front of me on the floor, and I am living Runescape in my bedroom. Hints of the above dreams are still around, as well as hints of the Ozan quests in the Desert.

The desert areas seem to be right near the tiny hall section leading to the door ('hall' caused by the closet next to the door) and the floor is covered in sand. There seems to be a cross between the hourglass stations from the Ozan quest and a version of the entrance to the rune alters that seems slightly based on the last dream, above, where I was baking the runes. Approaching the area, there is nothing to really see, until you get close enough. As you walk into the area, a variety of colored runes on the ground start to glow, and a stone circle sort of rises out of the ground. The runes almost look like holographic projections ... very neat.

I can see a sort of tunnel (with a half-escalator kind of feel to it) stretching into the floor of my room, leading into an underground temple, and I head down to see what is there. With the rune alter hints above, you might expect nothing more than an actual alter to approach, but there are all kinds of small 'critters' running around, slightly digital looking. They remind me of video game characters from Wreck-It Ralph. Some of them may need to be destroyed, some of them may need to be made allies, and I really don't have the least clue as to which are which. I soon find myself being approached by Amelia Bones, who wants to know what on Earth I am doing here, and it begins to feel like this underground temple might be in the Department of Mysteries,

I had zombies in my dream and I got bitten, for a moment someone suggested or i thought that i should cut my arm off, the zombie that bit me was on a foot propelled scooter and had a very tiny bite, he was chasing some people around in a room and i was trying to save them, i wasnt sure if I had really caught the contagion.

Some people were trying to rehabilitate the zombies in the beginning, had them in hospital beds, and they were leaving the door open and being careless in some ways, that made me worry. I was trying to sit in a chair in that room with one of the zombies and it kept swerving around i couldnt get it stable, there was a tv i think in front of me, maybe with some sort of commercial, there were drapes to the left of me covering a sliding glass window, it was daylight outside, and there was a kid sobbing with his zombie brother like a love tale of sorts or a rehab miracle had taken place but hadnt really.

I was telling people to shoot me at the right time since i was bitten, and also thought of chaining myself up then i thought about the walking dead game where a particular character does that.

I ended up in a bathroom with a female at some point, i had been given some clothes and a towel, but i lost them due to zombies or something, so i asked her if i could shower there, i laid down with her and she said something sexual, as though i should have intercourse with her since we're two naked opposites laying next to each other, then the towels we were covered in swirled into a long hoop and our bodies kind of dissapeared like we were one in some strange fashion.

Brians parents had bought me so many legos that i had to put them in a bag and felt they were in my way. I had to do laundry, and saw someones pants on top that i liked, they were frayed a bit in front by the crotch but i decided i shouldnt steal them, i was by a laundry machine, i had a ton of laundry upstairs to do.

Most of this dream was in some large hotel type place that had a rectangular spiral staircase with a large opening in the center.

I scared some girls or something when i was laying in the hallway trying to sleep or something of that nature.

I was trying to find kevin but he was evicted out of the hotel place i guess cause he was banging walls and yelling in eileens hotel room or something like that.

An investigator showed me some footage of kevin sitting in a public place on a bench putting his torso on his upper thighs and wrapped in a blanket as though he was sleeping, the investigator expressed his dissatisfaction with him doing so mentioning some law against it, a bystander looked at him with worry or disgust. I think it was a campus.

01-10-2013 -- Heading for a course that seems to be a cross between a junior high class and a college class. Junior high in that the campus layout most resembles Brookhurst Junior High, and college because the class only meets for perhaps an hour and a half, two days a week. It is near the beginning of the semester, so I haven't been to the class much yet, and I can't remember exactly where it is, but I know the general area, and when I come across the teacher playing an odd sort of baseball with some of the students next to a classroom with the door open, I think I've found the right place.

I walk into the classroom, and want to take my usual seat in the last seat of the first row by the door, but something is blocking that seat, and I have to walk around the entire first row to get to it. Whatever was blocking the way is now gone, and a punk who has been giving me problems in every class we've had together is also approaching it. I'm sure he is going to take me seat, but he takes the seat in front of me, and sneers at me.

The teacher calls me up to the front of the room, and wants to talk to me about homework. It seems I haven't been turning enough of it in, and he wonders if I am committed enough to the class, and suggests I ought to be working on it now. Problem is, though I have my loaded backpack, I am missing the books for this class. He sends me back to my seat with a frown.

The class seems to be a cross between a literature class and a film class, because we're supposed to be commenting on the poems of Lewis Carroll, and exactly where Disney fit them in to the Alice in Wonderland animated feature. As I approach my seat, I am humming one of the songs from the movie, very very lightly under my breath. The bully immediately starts humming a different song, quite loudly, to drown me out. I call him the a-word, and ask him if he plans to do that any time I hum under my breath, and he says he does. I call him a jerk, and say he'll be heard a lot more than I will.

I bend to grab my drink (one of those big, refillable thermal mugs that help to keep the drinks cold, like you'd find at 7-Eleven) and take a sip, and the teacher starts yelling at me about my rudeness and such. I guess drinks aren't allowed in his class room, but I didn't know that. He comes running to the back of the room, and starts to tear apart my entire mug, which was already leaking slightly, anyway. What should be a simple two-piece design (three if you include the straw) turns out to have dozens and dozens of parts, and the teacher insists on tearing the entire thing apart, insulting me the whole while.

This goes on for something like 30 minutes, and I know I am never going to be able to fit all those pieces back together. I say he could have just taken it away, told me to collect it after class, and to never bring it back again, and he says "As if!" while the punk from earlier just laughs. I give him a very hard Gibbs-slap for his laughter. Some of the other students try to walk out of class, and complain that he is wasting over half the class on this, and the teacher tells them all it is my fault, and they start to bully me, steal lots of my stuff, and even steal my pants off me.

Somehow I eventually find myself outside of the classroom, walking back to the door to get in, while students in the hall are pointing and laughing at my nudity. When I finally get into the classroom, there is somebody else standing there with the teacher, and he announces himself as the head of the department, tells me the teacher can do whatever he wants, and it is all my fault, and for me to just shut up and get over it. Then he stalks on out of the classroom.

I make a loud comment about how I now have a recording of both the teacher and the department head bullying a student, as I gather up most of my stuff (my pants are still missing) but it doesn't seem to worry the teacher any. As I exit the classroom and head back to my car, I am thinking it is still early enough in the semester that I can drop that class without any harm except the loss of the money I paid for it (must have been a CA community college course, because it was only $5 a unit), because I sure don't plan to remain in that course.

[The teacher looked like that Simmons guy I interviewed for the Hornet, the math teacher who was a member of that CSICOP group.]

01-10-2013 -- [First dream of the night worth remembering. May have been earlier bits, but if so, not a single hint of them in my memory.] I am taking the NCIS team on a sort of a team building exercise which is supposed to end in a giant orgy. We're driving around in a van much like my roommate Randy's vehicle, on our way to a phony hostage situation, yet I am the only one who seems to realize it is phony. The others just don't get it.

We drive down a long, tree-lined road in an out of the way area, then turn in to a small sub-division, me calling out directions to Gibbs (who is driving) while he talks on his radio with 'the agency' we're working with for this team building exercise. Soon we come to a roadblock of police cars about one house past the house where a couple of shooters are holed up, shooting at the cops outside.

A couple of team members take the back, and a couple of us take the front. I look carefully, and can see one shooter firing out the front door, but it takes a while to spot the other, shooting between the blinds of an upstairs window. I don't have a gun, so I'm waiting for a time when things slow down enough (both gunmen having to reload at the same time) that I can rush the house, and at first I am ignored, then the upstairs gunman notices me, and starts to take aim.

I spot him, and move into cover in a large bush, and he is leaning further and further out the window, trying to get me in his site. He seems to be kind of leaning out against a fairly frail tree limb, and suddenly *CRACK* he goes flying through the air in perhaps a 15 foot arc, crashing to the ground and dropping his weapon. I call out that he's lost his weapon and go running for it, but he is still closer to it. He picks the thing up and starts to aim at me, and I'm calling out that he has it again, thinking I'm dead, when *BANG*, Gibbs shoots him from behind me.

He's already taken care of the gunman in the doorway, and we're all now heading inside to scout out the building. Ziva has been injured, and is resting in a chair, Tony and McGee are taking the downstairs, and Gibbs and I are scouting the upstairs. But it isn't at all like it is supposed to be. These are supposed to be really posh rooms, very high class, with lots of beds, hot tubs, and lots of people having sex for us to join in with. Instead, the place is empty, and looks like a poorly maintained Days Inn, or perhaps worse. There is black mold everywhere, almost all the beds are water beds, and they are leaking so if you try and lay in them, you'll be soaked. Half the upstairs is in the middle of renovations, with sawdust and wooden beams everywhere. An absolute mess.

I decide to make the most of a bad situation, and head back downstairs. Ziva has fallen asleep in the recliner she was sitting in, and I pick her up in my arms and explain I'll take her upstairs to the one good room, so she can rest peacefully, all the while admiring her legs in the slightly short skirt she is wearing. I carry her upstairs and place her in the one bed that doesn't seem to be leaking, then start to undress.

As I do, Ziva comes to, and asks me what's going on. I remind her of the training exercise and tell her she took a bump, and that I brought her up here to relax and maybe have some fun. By this time, I am very close, and lean in to kiss her, and she doesn't seem to have any objections. She does, however, ask what the ground rules are, and how far we want to take this. I tell her that is her decision, but I smile as she says "All the way."

So we're kissing passionately and undressing each other. I've just managed to remove her top, and am studying her breasts, while telling her how lovely she is, when Tony busts through the door, muttering some of the things we've been saying back and forth in a high falsetto, and we're ready to kill him for spying on us. Turns out the rooms are wired for sound and video, and they have been sitting around in the lobby watching us, but now Gibbs is calling us down for a different kind of action. But we're still going to kill Tony!

When we get downstairs, we find a sort of dining room with several small, square tables. The whole team is there, including, oddly, McKenzie from NCIS: Los Angeles. She is reading a poem, something very Dr Seuss-like, except it is complete gibberish, and makes no sense. The grammar is also very poor, and Ziva is going nuts trying to correct it with her ever-improving knowledge of English grammar and idioms, but she can't get anywhere, since as I said, it is complete nonsense.

I glance at her, and see a large wood spider dangling from her ear almost like an earring, and ask her what she thinks of spiders. She admits she isn't fond of them, but doesn't have a particular problem with them as I try to brush it out of her hair. It is a fairly large spider, it's body maybe an inch and a half by a half inch, with long legs, and at first I am thinking it is a non-venomous variety, but moment by moment it is shifting, looking more like a venomous version, and then even morphing into a scorpion, crawling on her hand, but thankfully not biting her.

Somehow things just shift, and I am now on the new case, which seems to involve something about comic books. At first I am looking at sheets of paper with the pages printed on them, but unbound. Then it turns to more and more sheets, some in three ring binders, some in matchbook covers, oddly enough. I am running down the street chasing some that seem to be blowing in the wind, and have to stop and study a number of squares of toilet paper to be sure they aren't printed on those.

Soon I find I am facing some odd sort of version of Ultron (in this dream, a silvery robot) as I am turning into Captain America. I have a white, clay-like substance in my hands, and I am kneading it and rolling it into a kind of miniature shield, then it very quickly enlarges and hardens into an almost indestructible form, ready for use. I find myself facing off against numerous bad guys in three trucks, right in front of Marie's house, down near Greenleaf.

There is a truck running right for me, and I use magic or psi powers (not sure which) to create a kind of force field so it can't reach me, right about the time it blows up. There is another truck behind it, filled with gunmen who are trying to shoot me, and that truck blows up as well, the gunmen being caught in the blast and burning alive, before turning into some sort of undead zombie types, as another truck behind blows up. Though I can't see him, there is a hint of Ultron doing a Green Goblin sort of thing with pumpkin bombs.

The whole thing seems to be on some sort of time loop, as I find myself arriving, raising the force shield, and watching the guys turning into zombies two or three times before I wake up.

this was the last part of the dream. i was in my own house and there was a bunch of people over. i had just finished building a lego set but some mother fucker get destroying it. Emmet Whitfield came over, some of his relatives i think, and some adults were here. we went in the backyard and he spoke in a very low voice and started telling me about his career plans as a baseball player. i encouraged him and said "looks like you have been bulking up" then everyone was sitting on the deck and i noticed also next to us was some of the gangsters from that movie "resevoir dogs" Mr. Blonde was creepily coming the hair of some lil kid and i went inside to tell one of his associates not to hurt the kid cause his whole family was there. then my parents were like yea thats a violent movie.

then there was this rolling ball game where i spin a little ball on the computer i think and it was kinda gay so i played pitfall or somethan after. i was not doing good but hada cheat for 16 lives yet still passed it. my dad told me to add colin richards as a friend on there. then i was with some girl and we went onto my dad's boat and i remember being excited to listen to a paticular CD featuring andre nikatina. then my dad gave me instructions on how to back out and i was doing good but somehow i ended up in the water on this neaboard thing, and he kept trying to guide me and help but i just sunk further into the water and got pissed, i said let me do it myself.

i was also in a video game arcade with Matt JAjeh and we were easily able to find coins in the slots of machines and use them for various games, or turn quarters into credits. we played this shooter game together and were trying to beat it. meanwhile we were in a warm kinda summer like shopping plaza with my sister and some of her companions at like these restraunts,

at one of the restraunts i wanted this taio food but didnt have enough and i went to find mell but she didnt have anything

the words were leaking

that's all, couldn't get it out of my mind

DJ Log: January 9, 2013 – 7:15AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am hanging out with a friend near my truck which is parked on top of a rocky cliff. It's getting late, so we're packing up all of our climbing gear for the day. I also pick up my R/C truck and put it in the bag with the remote control and bottle of fuel. It's getting dark, so I decide against trying to drive the truck down the cliff. Instead, I'll leave it there for the night and retrieve it in the morning.

Just as we're getting ready to leave, a couple of guys drive up in a Jeep. They stop and talk to us for a bit, then one of the guys says, “We'll push that truck down off the hill.” I say, “You'll leave my truck the fuck alone or I'll push you off the hill.”

DJ Log: January 9, 2013 – 4:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am at a friend's house and ask for a cup of coffee. He hands me a bag of decaf and a filter to put in the machine. I look at him like he has two heads and say, “What is this crap?”

Fried Eggs

Someone was cooking fried eggs. They said that the eggs would be fine as long as the heat at least touches the yolk.

The batch of eggs was really big. They looked similar to fried eggs, but they were really smooth. This (typical) no faced DC was rolling them over so the other side could get just a bit of heat on them. They were barely cooked at all.

This was a boring dream, but it was so vivid. I think he said that the eggs would be fine if the heat at least touches the yolk side twice.

The End

Well, maybe it was a placebo effect, but this was one of the dreams I remember from that night.
There is a group of people discussing a problem that I do not remember very clearly now. In the group of people there is a young guy with his brother about 6 or 7 years old. The younger brother was Vietnamese and the older was anglo. Amid the discussion the child began to cry and suddenly several people including his brother crashed him against a wall and started beating him with their fists. The child continued to cry, then 2 or 3 of the group started beating him with a chair. After this he was thrown into a kind of puddle. The group of people disappeared and then I try to remove the child from the water. I started to look into the pond and trying to get the child, and when I found him it was nothing more than a mass of blood and feathers like a headless chicken. I remember nothing more.

Sleep – 11:00
1st Wake up – 03:23
Finial Wake up – 06:30

I was talking to a child that I apparently had met before. He had what looked like a radio hanging around his neck. He was telling me his life since we last met which, from the feeling I had, was a long time ago. Apparently last time we met I had said something along the lines of rain melts you if it touches you. I think I was only joking around but he seemed to take it deadly serious. He told me ever since that day he has been scared of the rain and would refuse to leave the house if it got too cloudy. He then went to talk about a new religion/cult he joined. The main thing I remember about it was that they believed that they would be enlightened if the gouged their own eyes out. He then went on to gouge his own eyes out with his fingers.
I woke up there and could feel my heart beating rapidly.

NON LUCID

I was at work. I took 10 l can of oil on a rolling table and drove it to an elevator.
I went one floor down and corridor there was unusual. It had six walls, very much like corridors in spaceships or other movies about distant future. Plain minimalism. I started to drive my table down the corridor and peaked through the "doors" into the rooms along the way. Well, there were no doors actually - just some kind of arcades in size that a truck could drive through.
All the rooms were of a same manner. They were extremely big and had a lot of empty space. Along the walls there were metal tables and people dressed in working kitchen clothes were doing something on it, but I payed no attention what. Only when I reached the last room and entered I discovered that all the doors led to the same room - there were no walls in between.
I noticed my boss, H. Everyone else were into their job beside tables, but H was standing int the middle gesturing and saying something to everyone (or no one, hard to tell the difference). He was so far away I could not hear or recognize what he was telling, and he seemed not to notice me. I was the most glad about that as I tried to avoid him.
I turned to one person and recognized it was my co-worker A. He was working on some french fries and acted completely usual, just way quieter. But an interesting twist - he also had handcuffs on his hands, in place and locked. I gave him the oil and said "use it" with a notion to express what I was holding on to say "free yourself by applying it to your hands and slipping them off the handcuffs". He did seem to understand what I meant, but he just smiled and thanked. Then he finished his job, said "I will go home now" and left me wondering. I took the oil back on the table and went out to the corridor.
Just as I entered the corridor I've heard a radio announcement coming from the walls. It said that there was a basketball tournament taking place between somebody and the school of "L". I went all over-excited about it and noticed that people who was coming out from the room have changed: they were no longer kitchen workers, they turned into students of "L" even though I could not recognize anyone I know. I shouted to them "Can you hear that?? We have a basketball team!" and everyone cheered up. "Our journalists tried hard to get in the school and gather more facts, but the school "L" strictly does not allow any media intervention.." - the announcement went on. My boss H changed to headmaster of the school J and smiled at me with his american smile. I asked him if he thinks I could join the team and he agreed. I ran with the table to the elevator and even though doors failed to open, with help of some physical force I managed to go through and leave the table there myself taking the stairs.
Upstairs was nothing like the kitchen. It was dark and looked like a bus station waiting room. There was a wall with some windows and doors on the left, and people sitting looking up to hanging tv on the right. I heard that the game was on a tv and went to find myself a seat, but it was so dark and all the people wore black so I almost sat down on one girl. Surprisingly, she and her friend got all happy about it and grabbed my hand wanting me to stay with them. I saw my friend K on TV and realized that the game was actually going on just behind the doors. I asked the girls if they think I can come in. Someone else answered "of course" and I ran in, so excited I was.
Sports hall turned out to be the same as in "P.P.V." gymnasium, although I felt like I was at campus of "T", even though the team of school "L" was playing.
There were many people inside. The match was yet to start but the players were already on court, walking randomly around. They also had long pants, which I find curious. I started walking across the court towards the reserve bench as I was sure I will meet K there who I just have seen on TV.
Midway, someone ran to me from the side and hugged me strong. She was all happy to see me and all she could say was "I can't believe it's you" all over again. Just at that point I realized it was E, and then the unusual happened. The forces have shifted, and she was no longer hanging on my neck - I was on hers and I felt more and more heavy! I lifted my feet from the ground and hanged myself on her with all my weight but she did not seem to feel it or mind it at all. She carried me few steps away and our hug was finished. She looked at me and with a full smile said: "I came back and will stay in "T" for three weeks, and then go away for two weeks again." Those words got me drifting.
I have drifted away back to the door and suited myself under the basket, game have had started. My mom appeared to be sitting next to me and asked which of those girls is my girlfriend. I found E across the court, she was "dance-walking" somewhere. She looked very happy and her walk was with ease. I told my mom it's her, with a red head. I looked closer at her.
She looked a bit different and at the same time she was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Her hair was orange/red, very bright, with a color she sometimes gets if the sun shines on it - but there was no sunlight at all and it made it look extraordinary. She wore it in a bundle up her head. Her skin was very pale, face features were sharper, and body a bit more skinny. Her clothes were light and she seemed to move with grace. My mother nodded with approval as we continued to watch her. She sat down behind one girl, it was clear E was taking care of her. She took her scarf off and put it around girls neck. All seemed well and after that - she tried to put girls leg through the space between the neck and the scarf! My mother got shocked and turned around, I was watching her trying to do it like it was a normal procedure. Then I got interrupted by the game.
"C.M." was dribbling the ball towards the basket and opponent tackled the ball. It went out of bounds, nevertheless, opponent grabbed it and ran away towards the other basket. "C.M." stood there and looked at my like it was my fault I have not stopped the guy. "What?? I am not the referee.. am I?" - I looked around. And in fact - there was no referee, and the game was in chaos. "C.M" took me to the door, away from people and said "You should have never left. You know where I am going with "TG"? To Bolivia, next month." I did not know what to say so I just left. There was the same girl I almost sat on trying to hold me from leaving the waiting room. I saw her better this time, she was pretty and had curly black hair. I went outside.
It was campus of "T" after all. I was following the path, convinced it will lead me towards the building where me and E had a room together a while ago. I wanted to wait there for her to come back. It was dark outside and I could not recognize where exactly I was when someone caught up with me.
It was K with a girl I couldn't get to see, but from a look they acted together I could say it was his girlfriend. I can't recall what we talked about, but he led me into one building I did not know existed in the campus.
Whole house was one room living/dinning/kitchen room and it was heavy furnished. I looked around and said I would not like to live there, it must be freezing cold because of having all outside walls.
K replied that not at all and offered me a seat on a couch which looked comfortable.

Wednesday Nap,
09/01

I'm writing this hours after I woke up, so I don't remember too much anymore.

I'm supposedly playing Portal, but in reality it's more like the moon base level of Killing Floor (minus the monsters). I get really excited when I see that other people are in the server with me, because I didn't remember Portal being a multiplayer game. The people in the server assume that I've gotten into the Portal series late, when really it's just been a long time. We keep having these mini "liftoffs" where we hold onto a handle and we are thrown into the air a little bit, and then there's zero gravity. Someone gives me the "Portal movie" and I put it into the DVD player. On a very large flatscreen TV (a little smaller than one at the movies, maybe), is a 2D animated movie about Chell. Now that I look back on it, even though it was supposed to be about Portal, she had her jumpsuit tied around her waist like Portal 2.

It was a great movie and it was really funny, even though at some parts it didn't really have to do with Chell or Portal at all. I was really excited that there was a good movie about my favorite game series. Later, I'm at this big grocery store where they have a mind-boggling amount of ice cream flavors, popsicle flavors, ice cream pop flavors, sundays, etc. There was also this small conveyor belt that you would sit on and you would grab office supplies off these little shelves as you rode along, and then when you got to the end of the belt, you payed and got off. I rode on it, but just to ride on it and not because I wanted office supplies. At the end, I felt embarrassed about it, so I told the cashier that I wanted those thin sticky notes. However, the ones I could find were pretty crappy quality.

Later, I can't get my friends to watch the Portal movie. Finally, they come in while I'm re-watching it, but they happen to come in during one of the parts that has nothing to do with Chell or Portal, so I become frustrated. At some point my parents are playing Yume Nikki hooked up to our TV because apparently it's now a console game. They know I love it so they wanted to try it out. They had only been playing it for a few minutes, but they weren't sure what to do at that point. I took the X-Box 360 controller from my mother and explained, while playing the game, that they would probably think it was actually fairly boring, since virtually all of it is just walking around and looking at things.

At some point, I'm lucid for a bit. I walk around and observe that everything is frustratingly fuzzy, but I forget to try to make anything more clear. I start flying for a bit over a bus that is driving down the road under me, and then I wake up(?).