non-lucid

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I walked into "my psychiatrist's office," which was actually a house in a suburban neighborhood. I may have walked in through a side door.

I was in something like a side room or a spare room, not a bedroom, but more like a room with random stuff in it. The room was brown, with cheap plywood-panelling on the walls and a scruffy brown and tan carpet.

At first I thought I was all alone in the house. I suddenly became aware that I didn't actually have an appointment with my psychiatrist today. I thought that maybe I'd come into her house while she and everybody else in her family was gone.

But now I heard my psychiatrist talking with a woman. I imagined a woman in maybe her late fifties or early sixties. My psychiatrist was saying goodbye to her.

I now realized that I hadn't had an appointment with my psychiatrist: I'd cancelled it a while back. Now I was just showing up. My psychiatrist would think I was some kind of crazy stalker.

But I was here, and I'd only look worse if my psychiatrist saw me while I was attempting to leave. So I went into the office-room of the house.

The room was in quite a bit of disarray. I might not even have seen my psychiatrist at first. There was a couch running diagonally through the middle of the room, as if it had been pushed away from the wall. There were shelves in various states of dissaray, and piles of stuff on the floor and in an open closet.

Now I saw my psychiatrist. She was pulling some stuff off a set of shelves. I knew that my psychiatrist had decided that since I'd cancelled my appointment for this day, she'd work on cleaning out her office during this period. She was kind of annoyed to see me here, now that she'd set herself to another task. I was afraid she'd even charge me for a session.

But my psychiatrist asked my opinion. She had to think of a Christmas present for some young male in her family. The man was maybe a nephew of hers who was in his mid-twenties.

My psychiatrist had been cleaning out her record collection. To my left there was a wall-width stereo center with shelves filled with records. But my psychiatrist walked to the closet, off to my right. There were even more records in there.

My psychiatrist pointed to a few records. They were in huge plastic security-cases, like compact discs might be in in a store, before you buy them. The record sleeves had yellow backs, like the Deutsche Grammophone CDs of classical music (? - I think). My psychiatrist asked me if I thought her nephew might like those records.

I walked over to the records. My psychiatrist told me that if I liked them I could have them. She said they were by some Asian group (possibly a Vietnamese group). She may have told me how she'd gotten them, and that she wasn't sure whether the music was any good. I may have told her that the group was really good.

I was now watching a music video by the Malaysian pop group A.P.I. I thought I was familiar with the video and the song.

The video was of three members of the band before a white background. But something like a red curtain would often fall down through the middle of the scene. Sometimes it would fill up the whole scene. The curtain had a fabricky look, and it acted like fabric. But it was transparent, like a piece of thin plastic.

At one point, one of the band members, fully engulfed in the orange-red light of the curtain, slid into a close-up shot, either as if he were on some moving platform, or as if the camera, on a dolly, slid toward him. Then he gave a smile to the screen and turned away. The view slid back into a far shot of him.

Dream #2

I was sitting out on the steps of some building, possibly a school. I was with a few other people, "friends" who I don't recognize now. The steps were shallow, maybe only four or five steps up to the top. They were made of an aging, cheap concrete.

I sat on one of the lower steps. An older girl or younger woman sat on a short, curb-like edge to my right. Some more people sat up near the top of the steps. Those people may mostly have been young women or older girls.

Now a little boy ran out the doors at the top of the steps. He saw me and ran to sit by me.

The boy was maybe nine or ten years old. He was really skinny. He had very fair skin, freckles, and pale green or blue eyes. He had hair in a bowl-like, 1970s-style cut, about down to his shoulders. He wore a big, green sweater and dark, slightly loose blue jeans.

The boy seemed to like me a lot. He even seemed to be attracted to me. I may have been attracted to him as well. The boy may have tried to cuddle with me. But I may have been reluctant about letting him cuddle with me. I didn't want to get too aroused by the feeling of his body.

Dream 1
I remember playing Transformers:War For Cybertron and I was in chapter 3 of The Decepticon campaign when you're travelling the Iacon subway except I was fighting Omega Supreme and then something that looked like Trypticon shooting out a huge laser ray.

Me and the other transformers (Autobots were there too) dodged to the left and right, I got hit a few times but never died (classic dream sign) I know I saw Optimus Prime there.

Dream 2
I was at school in the music department and Simba was there. I picked up a guitar, it looked like the one Daft Punk uses and I started to play "Robot Rock". It was sick I then started playing something else with a bass (I think).



The whole point of the dreamwas to pick my GCSE options but I ended up spending most of my time playing the guitar that I didn't pick Media Studies. When the teacher came in he thought that I had picked music. I thought "How am I going to explain this to my mum?

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I apoligise (to myself more than anyone else), I don't really remember in which order my dreams occurred.. I don't even remember waking up between them, but I must have, since this morning I remembered 2 dreams and 2 fragments. They're also not in correct order, as I can't remember the order I had them in. I need to practice more!!

I'm out with Diana and her friend Eric and his fiance. I'm to spend the night at Diana's, but the girl who plays Lori in Freddy vs Jason says she needs to be somewhere. Or has a French language exam and if we can help her cram for it. Sure thing, we do.

We're at some museum and I keep getting distracted by cats outside, and apparently my opening and closing the door is annoying people but nobody seems to notice it's me. I feel incredibly guilty.

I'm on a bus, but miss my stop. There are people singing along to my music (I'm wearing headphones!!) so I turn it down. The bus turns at the terminal and I make it to where I need to be.

My friend Colin is in my next dream.

And there's something about My Little Pony.

12/6/11

NON-LUCID

Dream 1:

I dreamed that I went to some random Asian service place, and I was looking for a time machine. I eventually found it through a secret cut on some red cloth, but I was found out before I could change time to the setting “4,” which was supposed to be the ideal amount.

Dream 2:

After returning to the past, I end up back at the same place in Dream 1, and some girl with blue hair with an anime school uniform. We opened a green door and it leads to random areas, like the bathroom for men. There was this guy being bullied, and more and more types of them where going after him while we tried to hide him.



I had to go Metal Gear 3 on them and started to stealth choke some random DCs, and some I just decided to knock the rest out because killing them took a bit long (there was random DCs coming in, so I had to think quickly.



We find a way to lure them somewhere and save the victim, and we go back to the secret area for the time machine, but in a different door. I grabbed the person and knocked them out, and kicked the time machine before some Asian lady found out. I realized that I clicked the setting to “3,” but I quickly changed it to “4.”

Time shifted back Like in Code Lyoko and apparently it was to prevent the Facebook corporation from expanding. (video below is basically what happened)



While going back in time, a random message shows up in the white background and in black font. (like the ending of Ocarina of Time where Ganon says "CURSE YOU LINK" I think, but it was a different message, and without the picture of ganondorf )




Then I’m back to see a Facebook building smaller than the one I saw before the trip to the past.

Then I follow this guy, who looks like Sully from Uncharted 3…he was doing some business with someone, and since I changed time, I wondered who would be the villain of owning the same time machine, but I also wondered if there was going to be another machine anyway.






Dream 3:

Was with the main character from Uncharted 3 and he was flipping small pizza figured boxes for something, but someone comes to give us red erasable skinny markers. I get an extra one just in case for some odd reason.




Then we meet the Blond lady from Uncharted 3 (before she turned old when you played as the main character grown up) ( Sorry, I realized she's still blonde when she gets older). . But I couldn’t remember much after that.



Damn it Link!! OBVIOUS DREAM SIGN OF A BLONDE!!

Dream Lucid Awake

I'm going to try to keep a dream journal again. Hopefully this time it will be more organized and worth keeping. I don't want to put a lot of detail into most of my entries anymore. My fingers might fall off.

Tiger-Bear

I was in a lab of some sort and wearing a lab coat. Obviously that makes me a scientist. In front of me was a large metal cage. Inside the cage was a creature that looked like it was part tiger and part bear. I studied it for a while before the door slammed open. A magical flying note flew in front of me and it read, "Sorry, you're fired." After that the dream quickly faded away.

A Bathroom Mess

I was at my grandma's house. It was a younger version of myself playing with toys on the rug. (Yay for childhood memories.) I asked to use the bathroom and when I went in there, the floor was covered in pee. I still used the toilet anyways and then cleaned up the mess.

Angry Birds

I was in some sort of arena at the top of a large temple. These giant birds swooped down into the arena and started shooting lightning out of their heads. Everything started getting darked and the sunset was soon replaced by storm clouds. Then the birds decided to start shooting lightning and stuff at me. I responded to their attacks by shooting rays of magic ice out of my hands. After I froze and shattered the last bird, the temple started to crack and rumble. It was showing signs of collapse, so I ran to the edge and jumped off. I woke up before I even got the chance to start falling.

Celebration

I remember falling out of a portal really fast and landing hard on my back. When I got up, there were a lot of people, cake, balloons, and other party stuff. Someone said to me, "Congratulations! You prevented the 1000 year curse!" At first I had no idea what she was talking about, but I think it refers to the last dream. Not much happened at the party. I did get to eat some very delicious cake though and I met Pinkie Pie.

Dogfight Over London

I was flying a plane over London in third-person view. I heard a man over the radio say something about a fleet of enemy fighters heading towards the city. I think they were most likely terrorists. Me and a bunch of other planes moved over to intercept them. Many of the planes attacked us, but some others managed to get past. They were trying to destroy the clock tower. After a lot of fighting, the tower finally collapsed, and I woke up.

Jak's Island

I was on a large sunshiny tropical island with no backstory at all. On this island I met a man named Jak and he talked A LOT. He said the island belonged to him. I also met a talking cat named Opal, a giant talking crab, and Jak's pet weasel that could not talk. I spent the rest of the dream climbing palm trees and exploring the jungles with them.

Zombie Wannabe

It was the middle of the night and I was at a school playground. A kid asked me if I wanted to play "humans vs zombies" with his friends. I decided to go along with it until another kid bit my leg. I tried to move my leg away but he wouldn't let go. After about a minute of this he actually thought he was a zombie.
"Dude, you're not a zombie." I said.
He only growled at me.
"Let go of my foot."
"No!"
I eventually woke up after continuous arguing.

End

I hate typing.

Heres my notes from a strange dream I had 2 days ago.


Go to school - Ride in friends truck, mine isnt at my house (why?)
Left alone @ Walmart (In a different town, 3 hours away)
Ride back to my house with the "security guard" (Guard notably hates regular police)
Back at home (Now walking for some reason) Dad (Should be at work) is standing outside, moms car is gone? My truck is sitting in the middle of the yard. I drive to school (Went the wrong way?) and ended up drifting around corners etc.

Woke up around 4:30am (Attempting WILD)

Dream after I go back to sleep.

Walmart, got in a fight with my ex girlfriends ex boyfriend. He is bigger (stronger) than in real life. Ex is there : "Did I loose the one I love for this guy (Who does she mean?).
Another girl showed up, probably in mid 20's said "(blank) love (blank) time (blank) soon." (What?)


If you are wondering about my format when I ask (Why?) it is usually me writing it down trying to remember. Not asking someone here

Will post more entries as they come

Also, neither of them were lucid.

Had 2 dreams last night that i can remember. One was semi-lucid, seems like i knew i was dreaming but couldn't take advantage of it. The other i missed a huge dream sign.

I appear in a tall building with an open window, seems like an apartment, i start to walk towards the only door when i see a girl from my school. For some reason i decided to pick her up and I walked over to the window with her. As i do that i see two other girls that were with her and they started to scream. Seemed like I couldn't get out of the window at first because it was to small so i smashed it up a bit. I jumped out and landed at the bottom of the building in a courtyard of some kind. There were what seemed like military personal but they just watched me walk by as if nothing had happened. I came to a table where 3 very hot girls were sitting. I set the girl i was carrying down and ill leave the rest of that dream alone.

Clarity: 6/10
Lucidity: 4/10
Length: 4/10

I woke up and tried an FILD, which apparently worked but i didn't realize it.

I am somehow driving my ATV on the road and headed toward a building. Which apparently was my school but looked nothing like it, along with the huge sky-rise in the background. (I should've realized it!) I pull through some weird roundabout like thing and almost hit somebody. When i stop the bike I see that i had a trailer attached to it, who knew? Then I hear the voice of one of my teachers yell "Hey! Why cant you just ride an animal to school like the rest of us!?" The dream faded out and i woke up. All I remember other than that is some more fragments of the dream.

Clarity: 4/10
Lucidity: 0/10
Length: 3/10

Hopefully i can improve on my recall by keeping a journal! Hopefully I'll have another entry for tomorrow!

The night before last I had a dream that I was making a movie with a few other guys. I suggested using one of my Aunts homes as a set, even though it was crumbling. At one time it had been a mansion. It was a house I made up in my dream.

I also had a recollection of another house I had dreamed of several months ago. That house contained Hell.

A man offered his services as an artist. He started to draw to show us what he could do. He was amazing. He drew the road with the tar that goes back and forth and is used to fill in little cracks. Showed how he could make it look 3D by using perspective.

He started making these glowing green lines to come towards the viewer, and anway from the viewer in different directions using simple one-point perspective. Then he drew people who were like ghosts. They were blue-green and flew through the air wiggling like fish as if swimming towards the viewer, and they were really moving. It was like he was painting a movie.

I also saw two female figures. They were both perfect, but had different dimensions. I was judging which I preferred. I then had a moment of clarity where I thought I might be dreaming, then had a false awakening.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID NIGHTLY ADVENTURE

Good morning! Third day into the competition and I think it's doing what it should: Getting my motivation back on track. Had a dream and a fragment last night, was also up and saw shit again.

22.00: Sleep

00.03: Nightly Adventure
I wake up and look towards the kitchen. I can see water on the floor. 'Holy shit where is that water coming from?' I jump out of bed but it's too dark for me to see. The water reflected off some light from the outside. I crouch down and try to find the puddle again. After a minute I give up and realise there might not have been any water there in the first place.

05.30: Clubbing
I'm at a club. My sister and her friends are there too. "Buy me some drinks" she tells me. "Uhm sure, which one do you want?" I ask her. "I want a twenty fiver!" That's 25 cl of vodka. "You'll get a sixer" I tell her. She gives in and tells me it's okay. I order up a whole bunch of drinks that I hand out to her friends. We sit down at a table. A guy dressed in a pink shirt comes up to our table. He starts hitting on me. "I'm interested, are you?" he asks me. "No" I tell him. Another guy shows up and grabs the gay guy by his arm. "I'll take him then" he tells me. "Thanks man!" I say and insist on a hand shake. I shake his hand and head for the toilets. I'm all alone and take a long piss when my brother walks in. I try to button my pants but it takes forever. I must be really drunk.

05.30: Fragment
*I'm petting my mom's two dogs. They're big german shepherds and one starts to growl at me. "No!" I say and grab her muzzle.

05.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Was a while since I had a nightly adventure, was fun.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I went to bed at 10:15 and had really nice sleep, but before bed I thought about LDing and SDing too much which led to failure of WILD...

I'm a bug!

I'm some kind of flying bug; I don't exactly know what am I but I think I'm a dragonfly. (similar to Zhuangi's butterfly dream!?) I had my two bug friends beside me. We are running away from a predator. this dream is kinda fuzzy but I remember flying over the grass and landing on a leaf. weird!

I'm human but there are still more bugs?

My family, neighbor H family and W family are having a trip to somewhere I recognize as a place of pond/ lake. There are so many fireflies that we have to clean them up. I see big ladybugs. after that H family leaves for home and we get ready to go home, too. we are passing thru a plastic bag? tunnel and inside, there are also plastic bag 'blocks' and there is a little hole that has a size about human head, and we have to pass it. I was frustrated.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I may have been flying through a neighborhood like the neighborhood I lived in as a teenager. It was a partly sunny, partly grey day. I landed in a backyard like my great grandmother's backyard.

I started walking along the side yard, toward the front of the house. My old landlady, Ms. U, was walking up from the front of the house, on my right side.

Ms. U still looked old, maybe in her late sixties. But she seemed to be in better shape, and to have a slightly smaller frame. She wore dark jeans and a dark green shirt, as if she were out gardening.

I waved to Ms. U. She reluctantly waved at me. It was like she didn't really want to talk to me. I knew why. It was obvious to her, like it was to me, that I wasn't going to be able to pay my rent soon. She didn't want to talk to me because she was disappointed in me.

Ms. U was now behind me. She met up with one of her friends. They were both going to walk down to the supermarket together. They were walking behind me. I turned right, as they did, and walked down the sidewalk, to the corner of the block.

As I walked, I thought that maybe I would be able to pay my rent, after all. Maybe I would get a job. Then Ms. U wouldn't be so disappointed in me. So, if all that was going to happen, and I could believe it, why could't Ms. U? Why did Ms. U have to not talk to me?

At the same time, I got the feeling that maybe Ms. U wasn't very disappointed in me. Maybe she would talk to me, if I'd just slow down and walk with Ms. U and her friend.

The sidewalk was gone. But we weren't walking on the lawns of the front yards. We were walking on grass like grass that edges vacant lots. The grass was dry, tan, rough, and clumpy. There was a wooden fence to my right at one point. At another point there was at least one orange traffic cone. I kept feeling like I was going to lose my balance and fall into the road.

Dream #2

I was sitting in a restaurant. My table was basically all by itself, in a space that looked like the hallway of a house. It was dark, lit by a dim, blue light, like candlelight in a blue, glass holder. My table was in a little, doorway like niche in the wall. I sat so I faced the restaurant's front door, which was barely visible to me from where I sat.

I knew that there were a lot more tables in another room. The room was somewhere off to my right, i.e. down the hall, and around to the right through another hall.

People kept coming by, apparently angry or jealous of me for having this table all to myself. Some of them started trying to do things like leave their stuff on my table.

One person had a huge, black, wire-cart, like for laundry or groceries. She tried to slide it in between the unused chair of my table and the wall. I stood up and said, "Don't put your stuff in that space!" I moved the cart right out of the way. I may have stuck it in some dark corner just off from the niche I sat in.

I decided that people were jealous of me because they thought I had this space all to myself. So I tried to make it look like I wasn't alone. I laid my bookbag and my jacket on the opposite seat, like somebody else was sitting there. I then pushed the seat far back, so that nobody would try to sit anything behind it. I also figured I'd act like I was waiting for someone to come back.

Time passed. I was now being sternly lectured by a Meryl Streep-like business woman in a white blouse and long, beige skirt. The woman demanded to know why I had been away from my seat for so long.

I vaguely remembered that I had had to go out the front door of the restaurant to help people who were loading something out of a semi-truck's trailer. It had, I remembered, seemed really important for me to have done this. If I had sat here instead of gone out to help, I suspected that this woman would have been yelling at me for that, instead.

The woman told me, "Don't you know we have an important client coming to visit us today? How long were you runnning around outside? Do you even know? Even if it was just a few minutes, the client could have come inside while you were missing. He could be wandering around lost in the restaurant right now. And we wouldn't even know it!"

Dream #3

I woke up. I pulled my blanket off of myself and looked at the upper right corner of my bed. My bedroom light was off, but my hall light was on, and it lit my room a bit. My blankets and sheets were brown.

There was a fly crawling across the corner of my bed. This kind of disgusted me, as if it were a far worse insect than a fly. I brushed the fly off and started worrying about bugs.

I stood up and walked down the hallway -- possibly (I'm not sure), because I heard a strange noise coming from my bathroom.

I got to the bathroom. The lights were on and were really bright. The shower was running, which was odd in itself. But after a moment of focusing, I realized that the shower itself was acting weird. The water was rushing way stronger than usual, and the nozzle seemed to be spraying out in a few different, weird directions.

I looked closer at the shower pipe. I now saw that it didn't even have a head! No wonder it was spraying all weird. I decided to shut off the shower water and figure out how to solve this problem.

I turned off the water. But now there was a strange rumbling in the bathroom. The walls seemed to shake. Suddenly the portion of the wall just beside and below the shower pipe began spouting out water through little holes! The force of the water I'd shut off was so strong that it had burst through the wall in little, fountain-like holes!

I stood back from this and watched it all. I knew that this kind of plumbing problem was much more than I by myself could handle. I'd have to call in my landlord.

I really didn't want to have to call in my landlord. I knew he was already against me for a number of reasons. I didn't want him wandering through my house, peering aroud like he thought he'd find some sort of incriminating evidence about me. But I knew, regardless of the inconvenience to me, that I'd have to call the landlord.

But now, suddenly, the wall over the side of my bathub also burst open with little fountains of water! These fountains of water were either bright pink or else left bright pink stains on the wall. The fountains of water were also more like jets -- they blasted in a flat, sideways pattern, along the wall, almost like sheets of water pouring down a sidewalk on a rainy day.

And then all new things came out of the wall! I thought of these things as leaks and water. But they weren't water: they were steel. They were like surgery or dentistry implements, stainless steel devices, attached to steel cords, like the ringed cords on receivers for payphones.

Some of these cord may have had robotic, or even white-gloved, hands attached to them, holding the implements. The number of cords, hands, and implements springing out of the wall seemed to be increasing and increasing, cluttering up the whole top of the wall.

Dream #4

I was with a couple of men, one of whom may have been my brother. The other man was something like an ex-Marine. He was tall and muscular, slightly tanned, with blue eyes and pale-blonde hair in a buzz cut.

We were in some kind of suburban area. It was possibly early morning, just before sunrise. We may have started out at a house or a small shop. We were loading things into a truck. These things were either items for security systems on houses, or else they were nuclear bombs.

We drove in a pickup truck to some place. As we did, I thought about what we were doing. The man may have been talking to me about it as well. I knew we were definitely installing security systems on houses. But we also had nuclear missiles in our truck, and we were definitely concerned, in some way or another, with a slightly touchy situation regarding nuclear deterrence.

We drove into and through a big parking lot, to a small, one-story building, possibly with white walls and a flat, steel-siding-like, blue roof.

Somehow I now saw as if I were now twenty or thirty meters behind the truck. Missiles were being pulled out of the back of the truck. There were probably two missiles. I only saw their tail ends. They looked like the tail-end of an X-15 manned rocket, not a missile.

I now stood just inside the building with the man. There were a few other people about, including a few little, Latino children, apparently. The inside of the building felt completely unused. There were no lights on, though there may have been some dusty office equipment. The front window may also not have had a glass pane in it.

The man and I were talking (somehow -- telepathically?) about some woman who had had some sort of difficulty in her professional life.

As we were talking about this, I kept hoping I'd just say the right thing. I felt like the military and government had me under suspicion. My appearance alone, I knew, marked me as suspicious. If I said the wrong thing, I'd be detained for sure.

I wandered down a front deck and onto the parking lot, toward the Latino children. I was still "speaking" with the military man. The kids were looking at a hole in the parking lot. It was a rectangular hole, about three meters long and two meters wide. It seemed to go down a long way.

As I looked into the hole, it began to appear as if it held something inside, like a gigantic birthday cake. The cake was covered in frosting that was colored with brilliant swirls of blue, turquoise, green, and white. Tropical fish, either plastic or sugar, also adorned the cake.

I was now "speaking" to the military man about how the woman we had been discussing was probably suffering from an animus possession. She was letting the male side of herself dominate her personality. It was making her overly aggressive, so that nobody could work with her.

As I "spoke" of this, it now became my task to scrape frosting off the cake. I was scraping huge, huge globs of solid green, solid blue, and solid white frosting off the cake. Occasionally I'd also scrape off a few fish.

The scraped-off frosting all went into some deeper part of the pit. It was now like the cake was L-shaped, so that the upper left quadrant (as I faced it) of the rectangle was left free for this deep pit, this extra space for the frosting.

But I noticed that as I scraped off the frosting, it became kind of mushy and unappealing. It still looked very sweet. But on the cake it had been firm, which would, I assumed, add to the pleasure of the taste. Off the cake it was just sickly sweet and mushy.

I wondered why the frosting had to be scraped off the cake, anyway. Someone apparently thought there was excess frosting on the cake. But I didn't. I thought the frosting was good, and that there was just enough.

I was in a mall with my brother. We went into gamestop and played some kind of Scott pilgrim racing game.
I was in a store kind of like a walmart. There was a slope to a garage underground where the karts were kept. My brother and big mike were there too. I got into a go kart and they shared one. We began to race on the trail throughout the store. We switched karts a few tines and had a few more races. Then we wound up going off the track and into the rest of the store.
There was a shelf with plug and play NES games. Around the corner a man and his kids were looking at a bed.

Lucid Danny Phantom. I was new character, half ghost as well. Poor. Danny's sister bought me food. Oreos. Aware of unreaility but playing the part.

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First dream:
I'm at work and they're passing my job on to my coworker. I can see his desk with my stuff on it, including my clothes XD

Second dream:
2 Robots are interrogating a third robot, at my aunt and uncle's place (we talked about them at dinner IRL), taking the poor thing apart and reassembling just for torture purposes. I'm just watching this dream. The robot being tortured has red, muscle-like looking parts and limbs, connected by wires representing veins, i guess?

I told someone on dreamviews.com yesterday, that robots are nightmare creatures for me. ..apparently not.

And i *know* i had a third dream between these two but i can't remember it. Serves me right for being too lazy to blog it immediately >_<

Dec.4,2011. Today, I got up at 6:48am, WBTB at 7:48am.

Don't recall much.
I was at home in SK. There was an aquarium, I guess we neglected to take care of it, because when we discovered it much later, it was overgrown and there were some fantastic animals living it. Like two huge - 3 feet long millipedes, multicolored, beautifull, but they gave me creeps. All kinds of different lifeforms. It's funny, this is not a first dream I have had about overgrown aquarium.