non-lucid

Lucid Scientist

A woman scientist was talking about a hairy ball. It was some kind of an animal, and more ovular, but there were no legs or head or anything. She ended up saying it was pork. Then she compared it to some kind of hairy stick. She went into some detail about the stick.

I'd been listening intently, but I somehow missed exactly what she said, but it sounded interesting, so I asked her what she'd just said. She didn't understand my question.

I asked her what she'd said about the stick. She looked dumbfounded. I posed my question very clearly, stating that she had just made a comparison between the ball of hair and the hairy stick, and I wondered what she had said about the stick. At this point, I became lucid.

I was going to ask her again, but realized that would be pointless, and I was so pissed at this stupid bitch, I decided to punch her in the face. I tried, but I couldn't move my arms. This is either because I was very tired, or simply very poor control. I have a theory that being very tired hurts dream control, though I have found this not to be true at all times. Just a thought.

I either woke up, or had a false awakening at this point. I think I woke up.

Lucid Make-out

A girl was on a bicycle. She wasn't a little girl, but she was younger than I am. Anyway, I started making out with her. She seemed into it. Eventually I tried to do more, but I woke up, again, possibly an FA.

At School

There were several projects hanging on a wall. One was lit. It had a crescent moon. The light turned off just as I looked at it. I was very interested and I liked the picture. I tried to see if the plug had come out, but there were easels in front of all the pictures, and some kind of wires between them. I tried to go around them all, but I had a coat on and couldn't squeeze through the easel on the end and the wall. I said never mind.

Then I was on the floor taking gloves off. I had 4 pairs of gloves on my left hand. Every time I pulled a glove off, there was another one underneath it. I thought that was very strange, and so did this other person who was watching me.

I organized the gloves. I had my driving gloves, I had my winter gloves, I had another pair of driving gloves which must have been a gift, and a single glove without a match.

Then a girl came in, gave me a muffin, and left. I was grateful and thanked her, though I was a little late. Then I tried to tell her I'd pay her back some time. Someone in the room was trying to sleep and she told me that I thanked her too many times.

Then I was trying to sleep. The portion of the room by the door had at least 4 medium to large parrots in cages. I thought I should be comfortable with them as I've had birds in my life. One looked like my old Blue Front Amazon, but I thought the birds were a bit excessive, and they were kind of blocking the door in and out.

Then I had to go to the bathroom. It was very public. The urinal was a bucket, and someone was standing on it to pee. It was to keep clean the way people don't sit on a toilet.

Then that person was gone and someone was in the adjacent stall. I thought I would wait even though the urinal was free. Someone else came up and was going to go ahead of me, and they said they would be a few minutes, so I should go. I decided to go.

When I got up to the urinal, it had a bunch of dishes or trash or something in it, so I said fuck it and walked out.

I don't remember much of this one... First, I was in school and I was playing on my Nintendo 3DS system, then some guy who looked like he was from the CIA or FBI came up to me and said he needed to talk to me, so I put my 3DS in my left pocket. Then some person was going around saying either "Stay" or "Home" to all of the kids. Apparently if you were being good, you would get to stay in the school, and if you were being bad, they sent you home. The person pointed at me and said "Home", and then I thought "What did I do?" Everything went blank for a little bit. Then I was in an entirely different environment, trying to get somewhere, and I just remember running and running and running. Eventually I had to get through kind of a swampy area with a lot of mud. And then an area that had a lot of bees. I don't remember where I was supposed to be going but it was really weird...

09.03.2012

The Lizard Man and No Open Toe Feet (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Just to clarify, the Lizard Man is some entity that was apparent in some form from Sivason's and Mindraker's dreams if I remember correctly. And now I happened to see someone in a form of it.

I'm inside a building, dark blue carpet flooring, and it has dark orange lights, which makes the place a bit dull. There are people in small groups everywhere, and as I'm walking, I see one group of people that look like they're afraid, very afraid of something. My first thought that it could be someone with a gun causing threats, but I don't feel anything, and I'm wondering why these people are so scared.

I pass through them, and for some reason, I decided I should take off my shoes and socks. A random dream character comes up to say something along the lines of,

"No Open Toe Feet!!!!" I look up and quickly nodded, but still feeling puzzled as to why this is a big deal. I lift my feet up a bit to put on black socks, and then I look up and see someone that looks like a Lizard.....and a man....Lizard man.......

Are you kidding me....................LOL.

I decided to stop everything and see what this Lizard Man is up to. Some dark-skinned man in a long white shirt and light blue denim shorts asked the Lizard Man,

"You're not trying to escape are you?"

The Lizard Man kind of looks like Spike from My Little Pony for some reason, at least his back does.

He responds,

"Nah, just going to go outside and spread my wings..."

Damn it Lizard Man, there you go again making it --------------- never mind.

The door to the highest level of the building outside opens, and the Lizard Man disappears. I think I wanted to follow the Lizard man, but I forget what happens next.

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09.03.2012

Come on Brandon........ (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Things start out where I'm driving a vehicle, and for some reason, it's as if I was implanted with memories of experience with driving a vehicle, but it wasn't complete because I forgot a few things. Anyway, the sensation felt weird, I didn't feel tensed up when I'm driving at all....it's a big deal because I haven't driven a car except for practice at an empty and huge parking lot one time with my father in waking life.

I'm near a gas station I believe, and the pavement is smooth and light gray, and the skies look like it's about to rain, or maybe it was just close to sunset. I'm waiting at the exit of the gas station, and look left and right of the two lanes perpendicular to where I'm at, and it seems it'll be a while until I can get on either of them.

I noticed my mother is to my right, and I believe we had a small conversation about something, but I forgot. Whatever it was, I asked her if she wanted to get some Asian food....

What? Since when do I ask someone about that....

I wait for her response, and she agrees that she doesn't mind going to order Asian food. She wants take-out, even though I preferred just eating inside the restaurant we're going to. After we're done with that small conversation, I look left and right again and find that there aren't anymore vehicles coming our way.

I quickly go over to the lane further away from me, and noticed that once I turned to my right, there are more lanes to take. There's lanes to go left, to go straight and left, or just to go straight. I looked up the signs near the stoplight. It was a white square with small black outline border and words and symbols in black font as well.

It made it a little hard to distinguish which one I should take, and I rather have those symbols on the ground rather than looking up and down trying to pick which one, and possibly cause more traffic. I decided to go to the lane where you could go straight or left. A vehicle in front of me has their right indicator light signal on....

And I'm not even bothered to realize that they're supposed to be using their left indicator light if they're turning left.

Even though I'm completely oblivious by this, this makes me realize I should go ahead and have my indicator light on as well..

Instead of the left knob near the driving the wheel, I look at the right, and try to find the indicator light signal for the right side too. I can't identify anything from the knob, so I decide to spin the damn thing and hope for the best. I hear something ticking inside of the car, and no it wasn't a bomb, but it sure sounded like I did something right.

Whatever, seems there was nothing for me to worry about because I didn't hear any cars honking...using dream cars as an excuse for my incompetence...go Link!

The vehicle in front of me is getting ready to move, and I don't even bother to look up to see if the stoplight would change back to red at all. In those few seconds, I speculated if I should go straight or turn to the left, and decided to just go to the left.

By this time, my mother is probably gone by now, and as I'm trying to go up another level of what seems to be an entrance to a parking garage, I realize that the curve to drive on was too small for the vehicle I was driving. It seemed I was driving a classic van model, There were even people walking, and some glanced over at me, and I'm wondering why there are people walking past me without any kind of awareness that another vehicle could run them over.

When I try to get closer and closer, the vehicle suddenly vanishes. I'm there standing in the middle of the walking area. I see a Unicycle appear out of nowhere in front of me, except it's the tire of a vehicle rather than a bicycle wheel.

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, does my insurance cover this?

The dream shifts to where a blonde female is following me, I can just feel it. I turn around, and notice this girl looks like Sarah, but like a relative. She's probably 16 years of age judging by her looks body structure. She was skinny like the blonde Sarah in waking life. She was wearing the same green varsity tennis outfit as well...

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....

She looks kind of cute, but it's not really my favor to worry about that right now. This blonde seems to be interested in me, and kept mentioning that I should come back.....

I assumed she meant I should come back to the Varsity tennis team again because I saw one person that looked like my tennis coach at the time, and a few random people that looked like they would be on the Junior varsity tennis team.

She had the intention of trying to persuade me to pay attention to her and hopefully agree with her. I was thinking that what she's doing is pretty silly, since I'm way past the stage of trying to bring back any memories of being on the team, especially since I was quiet towards everyone and just did what I needed to do in the varsity tennis team....win (but end up losing because there was always something that kept me from playing my best.....was really annoying, but I couldn't get out of the sport when I realized it didn't matter anymore....I think I'm just making excuses....

I needed to find a way to distract the blonde from using her "Come on Brandon..." persuasion towards me, and figured that using the bathroom would be the best to get some alone time.

I go inside, and the bathroom floor as small gray tiles, and the walls are plastered with shiny gray tiles as well. I go to my left to a small open gray stall to get ready to pee. Then I hear her voice get closer and closer.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME....YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE...YOU'RE A FEMALE!

Oh my god...she...she's STILL talking to me, she's RIGHT there behind me.

Looooooooooooool, this reminds me of the lucid dream I had a long time ago where I was fingering a female while she was peeing....seems I'm getting a taste of my own medicine....LOL

I try to forget about her by focusing on the sensation of releasing the urine....nope, not working at all! She even goes to the right, and looks down at my private region. She's not really making a reaction....

No I'm trying to pet my ego, it's like she's already seen this before. I look down, and I do have a penis! I don't really see that a lot in my dreams, anyway, it has a downward curve to it, and I still feel awkward that this blonde is looking at me without a care in the world of embarrassing me...

She hands me a paper I believe, but I'm not paying attention to any content of it. She talks about how she has a method that usually always works...but what exactly is she talking about. While she continues explaining, I blank out and I see small clip rolling in my mind.

There are transitions of a male and female together, one was hugging her by the waist and groping her breasts. The female was wearing a light orange tank top, regular dark blue jeans, and had a nice hourglass figure.

She had the skin tone of an Indian woman, and had long black and slightly curvy hair. The other females in other panels that were coming up, I have no clue on what they wore and did. I come back from blanking out.

The blonde persists that I come back, that I should be with her...in a sense...

I can't remember what I did next though, I only remember her being kind to me. Forgot about her looking at my dream penis and feeling embarrassed altogether.

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09.03.2012

Mindraker, Chimptertainment, and the Pilgrims (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I don't know how, but I get the feeling that the two people in front of me are Mindraker and Chimpertainment who are participating in the Shared Dreaming Experiment. I can't remember their visage in the dream, I just feel that I'm near them, very close.

There was something about the Pilgrims....maybe I was giving them a hint...

Took a nap around 5:20 PM, and woke up 8PM

09.02.2012

Lucid Dream Talk (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember walking around, and someone is telling me how to lucid dream. It was near Northgate by Traditions in College Station. And I'm walking on the small dirt trail as a shortcut to get to my apartment.

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So I guess in a way, my dream recall streak isn't diminished since it's dreaming on the same day, even though it's not during late night.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

Everyone threw a big post wedding party for me where I receive more gifts. It was at my old house on Pam Ln. I am sitting in a big chair in the driveway opening presents. Cousins R&M give me a ton of shit - can't remember what. An old guy from my Dad's side gives me dessert. The party ends (or so I thought) around 11pm and I leave. I go around banging chicks until around 11am - the last chick was crazy tight. I get back to the house and everyone is still there PISSED because I left. Apparently my Aunt E was late and I was supposed to wait for her. I open her gift then everyone leaves - 13hrs later LOL.

Dream 2:

I am playing a game at the pool guessing food and drinks.

I also had a second dream this morning that I didn't have time to record. It was very short. My brother Jeremy and I were standing at a kitchen counter. He was making food, I guess it was his kitchen- even though it was just a random dream kitchen. I looked to my left and an old aquantance of ours walked up and stood next to me. I remembered that I didn't like him very much, and that our other good friend Bob owed him a punch to the face that he never ended up recieving. I remembered telling Bob a long time ago that if Bob didn't want to, that guy was enough of a douche to deserve a good punch and even I would give it to him if need be. So I stood there thinking about taking the swing...

The guy turned to face me, and his character changed into someone I'd never met before. A somewhat stout looking asian guy. In the dream I thought to myself, oh... the lighting must have played tricks on me. Now that I think about it, it wasn't the lighting- just a dream.

Again, yesterday was a rough day. Hopefully punching people won't be the theme of my dreams tonight.

I had a totally inappropriate dream with a family member. I hate those, so much. I wake up sooo relieved that it wasn't real. My mom was there in the dream too, and I was worried about her opinion on what she saw. God it was awful.

The house was different and it was raining, and there was an old cat outside that I was taking care of, orange and white. He had an epic name like Socrates or something like that. I wanted to build him a "doghouse" because I worried about him being old and skinny with the approaching winter. ALDI was literally catty corner to our house.

That's all I remember. I don't think I WANT to remember anymore of it.

So my mother, sister and I were down the street about a mile from my house. My mother was standing in front of a box store right next to one of my favorite book stores and I get the impression she was arranging something for their window display. Rose(Sister) and I were sitting on the curb and I got a brilliant idea to write down. I began to write out this idea on the sidewalk using my blood with the begining letters "F - U", but then I forgot what I was writing. I also didn't think it was weird to be using blood to write, I'm not even sure where it was coming from.
I stared at my two letters and wondered so hard what I was just about to write. I needed to finish it, otherwise it would just look like I was writing a big F U on the sidewalk. As I sat there pondering, a young man walked up to us. Blonde, about my heighth. Douchey looking, with a hip tank top and skater shorts. He started going on and on about how rediculous and idiotic we were for putting graffiti all over that area. He took a rag and started whiping some actual graffiti off the post next to us even though that had nothing to do with us. I only wrote two letters. He wouldn't stop going on and on about it, so I walked up to him informing him if he didn't shut his **** mouth, I would beat the **** out of it. (I had a rough day prior to going to sleep, I can see where the aggression came from). He continued to run his mouth, and then said it was fine if I came at him. He put his hand up as if I was going to hit him, so I grabbed it and threw him onto this back. That was the end of the dream.

Dream Start:
I started off on a rode in a town after a storm, Chernobyl.I some how knew the reactor was cracked and told my parents.They didnt believe me even though I was on the news. I left and found Angelo and josh and told them what had happened and we took bikes and ran. We came up to prison for kids and i got stuck inside and got beat up and ran. I appeared in a shelter I started to drink the last of a bottle of DayQuill while it was night. I calcalated the amount I had taken to see if I'd tamed the right amount, I did so I appeared outside in my old complex and the was a hole in the parking lot, there was a dot in there but somehow I knew it was a baby and I saw Angelo talking to someone on his phone, he had Josh's cousins voice and was talking to Josh's mom. She said that shhe misses josh and that she was in jail. I suddenly appeared at the stairs and I found josh talking to other people. I told him about how the radiation was getting closer and he said " Get the fuck out of here, that shit ain't true!"
Dream End.

I was ice skating with two friends I'd just met. They were both girls. One had straight ginger hair that fell approximately down to her shoulders (maybe slightly longer). I don't remember what the other girl looked like, but I think she had black hair. There were other people there, too, but I didn't know them.

The ice rink was outdoors and fairly small. Ice skating was a lot easier than I find it IWL. I was actually going rather fast most of the time. Every now and then, I'd fall over from being careless and inexperienced, but it never hurt. One time, when I fell forward and put my hands out to catch myself, I let myself continue sliding across the ice on my hands and feet (the blades of my skates were touching the ice) because I thought it looked cool.

I eventually woke up (or so I thought) and considered trying WILD but decided not to because it was already morning and I didn't think I'd be going back to sleep. After a couple minutes, though, I changed my mind. Here, weird dream logic took over, telling me that WILD involves walking around the house. I went downstairs but then realized I was only wearing a towel, so I decided to go back to my room and get dressed, but I woke up before I did.

I did a quick reality check to confirm that I was actually awake this time but soon went back to sleep anyway.

This time, I was at church with my friend Giana. There's a little room by the sanctuary that no one ever seems to use; that's where we were. I asked her a question (though I can't remember what it was now).

"Yeah, but no killing," she responded. This confused me, but then she made a comment about some game.

"I thought we were talking about real life," I said.

"I'm talking about our game," she told me. At this point, I assumed that she and Emma (another of our friends; the three of us make up our little trio) had made up some game last week when I wasn't there.

We left the little room and found Emma waiting for us. Giana wanted me to download some music and play it for us, so I did (actually, she just took my laptop and downloaded it herself). When it started playing, I asked if there was a censored version, since the music had a lot of swearing in it, but she said no.

At some point, we somehow ended up outside in a field. The music had stopped playing, switching to a slideshow of pictures instead. One of them was a demotivational poster. I don't remember what the text was, but the picture was a poorly photoshopped image of a cross between a lion and some other animal (can't remember what). I then alt-tabbed over to DreamViews and started typing up my previous dreams in my dream journal before waking up and realizing I'd have to type up my DJ entry all over again.

I was in an office building where there was a huge party going on at the time, and then i kicked out and I had this thing that allowed me to kinda float through the air, if I pushed the button in the air. So, I was forced away from the party and I was extremely far away at that time. I was with a tv show character, Barney from How I met your Mother, and we were on a mission to get back to the party because there was some sort of scandal going on there. We were extremely far away, and we saw a building that was a lot quieter than it, but we decided to check it out, just in case. It appeared to be an abandoned building with maybe CIA agents working in it, only on one office near the top floor. Me and Barney evacuated it quickly. We began to walk again looking for it, and we though we saw the lights coming from the direction it was. I used the thing to float to get over there at high speeds, and I realized it was there. I went back for Barney and he was in an outdoor mall at the time. I got him and we prepared to use the mechanism to fly over there, as soon as I woke up.

This was a pretty cool dream, it's just extremely unfortunate that was an entire beginning to this dream that I don't really remember besides the ending. Also, there was more to the beginning of this I don't remember very well.

AWAKE
DREAM
LUCID DREAM
DREAM SIGN
NOTES

Me and one or more others, possibly including my brother are walking down a corridor in a posh hotel. The walls are white, and the carpet is a very light beige-y sort of colour. The whole place has a very fancy, expensive feel to it. We look through an open door into a hotel room, and I can't remember what we saw, but one of the people with me said "Looks like a drug deal gone wrong." (I'm not sure if I've forgotten some info or if the dream scene just changed here.) I'm briefly back at what I assume is my hotel room, it's just the appartment I just stayed at in Newquay. A line of my family members stacks up outside a closed hotel room, as if they are about to do some sort of breach and clear military thing. There is only one hotel room between the door we are lining up outside and the door we saw the 'drug deal gone wrong' in. I look towards the drug deal door and see it is slightly open, I can see someone moving around behind it. I walk back down the corridor towards our hotel room, I open one door but it is the wrong room. I see a black man and a white woman on a ruffled up bed with a shiny, pink quilt. I apologise and close the door, then wander off further down the corridor to my room. I open the door and the thought to go to the bathroom comes into my head. The last thing I remember is a group of people coming into the room.

09-02-2012 -- Again, more bits that serious full dreams, but some interesting parts making it worth noting stuff down. Had trouble sleeping for no known reason, so lots of time spent half-dreaming dull, repetitive stuff involving picking up passengers in Railroad Tycoon without ever building stations. Strange stuff.

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Some kind of Alvin Maker dream, back in the 1800s. Can't remember much, except I am crossing mountains by climbing a much longer, taller than usual overpass. I get to the top of this thing, and half roll, half jump off a semi-cliff to reach the Indian lands to the west. I visit for a little while, and make plans to return the following year, but only after the spring thaws. The Prophet is laughing. He thinks things are going to happen in such a way that my time estimates will be off, and I'll actually be leading everybody else back just before the major snows of winter hit. Neat stuff, but can't remember most of it.

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Somehow branching off from the last bit, but in current time. I am driving across the country with two others, Dale, and another person, who is our navigator. Have no idea who he is, though. We're going all the way from Florida to California, and though I try not to ask too often, eventually I have to ask how we're doing, and have far we've gotten, though I promise I won't ask every few minutes, and it won't turn into "Are we there yet? Are we there yet? ..." Suddenly I don't have to ask, because I recognize the small town we've just entered. [Its not a real town, but one I have dreamed of before.] I can't put an exact name to it with any confidence, but I think it is about halfway across on our trip. [The last dream was a trip between California and Nebraska, so I think we're actually more than halfway through, since we're covering the whole country, and not just half.]

Anyway, we've arrived at this town, and it is late in the evening, and we're going to get a room for the night, and a meal. There is a pizza parlor here, and to motel also offers pizza. (Think it is an Econolodge.) I am explaining to Dale that the hotel's pizza is thinner, less toppings, and less tasty, but cheaper. The pizza parlor's pizza is much better tasting, and more filling, but it is also much more expensive, and he is having to decide which one we're going to eat for dinner. The same lady is working the front desk who was working it the ten years ago or so that I was here, and she almost seems to recognize me. Dale is asking about sodas, and she explains they have powdered milk or warm juice available to drink. There just aren't a lot of drink options at the motel, itself.

I refuse to worry about that, though, as I have just remembered that on the last trip through this town, they had Hostess Os donuts, and I'm about to run off and go looking for some. I start to walk out the back door to go get the car when I find somebody in a gorilla mask, carrying a gun. I am afraid I am going to be mugged, but it turns out to be the front desk clerk. She wears the mask and carries the gun when she goes outside to scare off anybody who might try to mug her. So I continue on my way to the car in search of donuts.

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Am at some odd sort of combination of a hospital or doctor's office and Fullerton College. I'm walking around, trying to find a way to talk to a nurse friend of mine, and just listening to what is going on. I overhear some conversation about how Peter Pyle took advantage of some sort of government program to form his own college -within- Fullerton College. [This is kind of like the way there are a bunch of colleges that make up Cambridge University, which makes sense, since I got to know Peter during the exchange program to Cambridge.] Gives him more control over what he wants to study, and I am thinking it sounds like a good idea.

Somehow I am putting on an old blue blazer from Pedus (first security company I ever worked for) in the hopes that nobody will notice me, and I can go looking for my nurse friend. It turns into a long white smock, which ought to blend in even better. I get distracted, though, by a friend who is looking at a large man-eating plant. [Think of Audrey II from Little Shop of Horrors.] This thing is young, and it can't talk yet. It actually seems slightly friendly, or least not evil. There are two pods (faces, thinking parts) and some of their vines have grown together, so they can't get too far apart. One of my friends is trying to untangle them, but with no real success.

I'm trying to take some pictures at them, and I discover they react at least somewhat well if you sort of cluck at them to draw their attention. Not cluck like a chicken, but like you might make slight sounds to get the attention of a cat or dog, without actually saying anything. One of the pods swings to look at me, and I try to take a picture, but I find my camera is a gun. Well, I find my camera is in the shape of a gun. I stare down the sight, pull the trigger, and it snaps a picture. Problem is, I'm not hearing the click I'm supposed to, so I don't know if it is really taking pictures or not. Anyway, I keep trying to get some good shots. It must be near Christmas time, because I see a marmalade cat shift out of the way as the Grinch peeks out of a hole in the wall above the plant, then pops back in. I call out to try and get it to reappear so I can take a picture of it. I think then gun scares it, though, because suddenly its the Doctor (not sure which one) revealing he was only dressing up as the Grinch.

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I find myself in the living room of the Hickory house with a couple of friends from high school. For some reason Amy F is asking if we can all remember an old TV show, and making comments about what station showed it. I'm not sure what the show was, might have been Bonanza or Big Valley, but whatever it was, I doubt she could remember the exact station it was shown on, anyway, so I'm kind of considering challenging her to prove what she says she can remember. But since she is sitting on the couch in a short, loose skirt, and crossing and uncrossing her legs a lot, and I am sitting on the floor with a nice view of it, I'm a little distracted. I don't see anything except a nice expanse of leg, but it's still a nice sight. The other friend is a blond that I can't identify, but she suddenly stands up and starts to strip off her shorts. I'm thinking things are starting to get interesting, but she's just running to the restroom with a lightning case of diarrhea. Yuck!

Worms

The world's being invaded by evil worms. They move orthogonally through 3D space, and they're composed of luminescent, transparent red air. (These worms are the same thing as those white threads of light that Rand al'Thor sees in the sky in Book 2 of WoT, in the place where he first meets Selene, so it's a good thing they didn't notice him then.)

There are only a few homes that haven't yet been invaded, each defended by one lonely human who knows the cause is lost. The worms obey a strict turn-based warfare and the territory of each side is well-defined (so it's like a game). But the worms just keep coming, so even with the best strategy, all of the defenders will eventually be overwhelmed. In the house we're watching from right now, a worm has just tried to enter through the window.

Alternate Universe

I'm living in an alternate WoT universe where Rand hasn't yet met Mat or Perrin. Everybody also has different names, and I have trouble keeping all the names straight. For instance, Perrin's name is something like "Satch."

There are two buildings in the woods, fairly far apart from each other. One of them is sort of our base of operations. While investigating the other one, I learn that it's about to be attacked by a dragon. I hurry back to the first building to warn the others, but when they run off to defend it, I hang back. I know I'm probably supposed to help, but I think they can manage on their own.

Some time later, I walk over to see what happened. My team lost, but most of them are still alive, sort of hanging around the building with the people they were fighting. Mat and Perrin aren't there, though; they must have fled underground when they realized the battle was lost. A woman walks up to me and tells me to find one of them (Mat, maybe), because she's his girlfriend. So I head into the basement, where there's a long, dark hallway. It's kind of scary, but there's enough light to avoid crashing into things, so I decide that for fun I'll go down the hallway without turning on the light. I run most of the way.

At last I see light in the hallway, spilling in from a doorway on the side. I go inside, intending to tell Mat and Perrin how much fun it is to go down that hallway in the dark. My words die on my lips, because I seem to have interrupted something. Both Mat and Perrin are fully clothed, but they seem to be trying to have sex on the couch, doggy style. After a moment, I tell Mat of the woman's request. With a rueful grin, he gets off of the couch and follows me out the door.

Once in the hallway, he becomes one of my high school friends. We walk back down the hallway, trying to remember which of the side doors will lead to a staircase that will take us where we want to go. Eventually we try one at random, probably not far enough down the hallway. We end up outside, on a city block. The sidewalks are crowded with people, so I have trouble keeping up with him. Then my Mom appears and starts asking me about something. Whatever it is, it makes me feel really stressed about all the things I'm supposed to be doing right now, and I almost start shouting at Mom about one of them. Then I recognize this stressful feeling: it usually happens when I'm dreaming. Half of me believes that I can escape from these imaginary obligations by waking up, and the other half still thinks that I can't wake up yet because I have work to do! Then my alarm goes off.

Dream - Lucid

I was with my mom and brother outside a weird, cartoony house somewhere, though I'm not sure where. For some reason, I was really mad at both of them. It had something to do with the job I had in the dream, though I can't remember what the job was. I was crying and screaming at them irrationally with my mouth full of beans and mashed potatoes. I remember spewing some little crumbs out as I did so.

~

Something about watching these sex acts between guys and girls and also girls and girls. It was like it was happening to someone else as I watched, but it was indirectly happening to me? Like someone else and I were "getting away" with it. I remember we getting in my car in the parking lot at this outdoor mall we have, and getting stopped by cops. They talked to us through my open windows as we sat in the parking lot. We somehow were doing something illegal, though I'm not sure what. We talked our way out of it, and apparently had many times before, but I knew they were probably on to us.

~

I was with Jake (maybe?) at my house. We were collecting items...some of the sex dream from before somehow had something to do with this dream. Collecting the items had something to do with the sex acts. I remember running and jumping to get this brown paper three-pointed hat from atop a very tall shelf. Apparently, no one else could get this.
"Did you get it?" Jake asked.
I uncurled my fingers, and the hat was all crumbled in my hand, but would be just fine if I uncrumpled it. It wasn't ruined or anything.
"Yup!" I responded.

Not a very restful night of sleep last night, sadly. -_-