non-lucid

I had a dream last night that my dad had given me tickets to go see a Phillies game. Naturally, I invited my girlfriend (as she is a Philly fan for every sport) and some friends. We got there and my friends purchased additional tickets for the game. On our way to our seats we were greeted by a staff member who told my friends where to go to sit, and then I handed her my tickets and she said I couldn't go to my seats. She said beacuse they were in my Dad's name, I needed a copy of the insurance policy showing him and I being related. (???) So we stood close to where there was an elevator that would take us up to our seats, and when said employee wasn't looking we went in the elevator and up to the 4th floor. We were looking around for our seats, but could not locate them, then my girlfriend vanished. I was invited by a girl with a foreign accent to sit at the end of her row, and for some reason, her little brother kept trying to wrestle me. The game had just started but I couldn't see it from my seat. Some additional friends (girls) decided to leave and when they left I kissed them goodbye. It was a very odd dream, and I'm pretty sure I have whoever is reading this, laughing at me.

I have slacked off a bit with my dream journal, but I had vivid dreams all this while. Today I had many dreams, but I only remember the last one good.

I meet up with my old class from school, we are going on a school trip. First, I am running around town with PT. We are in what looks like a mall, and meet JS. I ask him what he's doing and how his study is going, but I can't remember his answer. We part, PT needs to get money from the bank. He goes to the counter, I notice an old man collapsing. I run to him, put him in a bag and transport him to the doctor, telling him what happened. The doctor takes the patient to another room. I go back to the bank, SI is working there. When customers are coming in, he asks the a question whether they are a member or not, the say no, he then says: "Then I can't help you". I think that he is rather unfriendly, and think about what would happen if the guys at the military would know about this. A doctor announces that the patient died. PT and I join up with our class again, having a nice time outside on chairs, under a tree. The sun is shining, we chat about something. Later, it gets dark, we all sit against a wall, leaning our heads on each others shoulders, and try to sleep. The person I got my shoulder on itches a bit, I notice that I have my earphones on and hear music. I try to shut the player off, but as I do, it still plays. I disconnect the earphones from the plyer and my ears, it still plays music. I wake up.

Or so I thought. I am now in a place near my house, the sun is shining, it's warm. I am wearing pants and a t-shirt, wondering how the dream just now was a dream. I decide to go back to my house, it strikes me weird that I am at this place only in underwear. I go in the direction of my house, and notice many police cars riding around. First, I think about whether they will stop me, because I am half-naked. But the cars have no interest in me. I notice that they have weird forms, and think that they are testing new kinds of shapes for police cars. Then, two bicycles pass by me, one of them is the postwoman. I start to run, trying to outrun them, we have an epic race, with many jumps. In one jump, i even kick one rider in midair. That was fun.

Then I really wake up. I am annoyed at my lack of skill, this dream had so many dreamsigns and oddities, it was almost like the dream wanted me to get lucid. But I am amazed by the length of the dream, it was only a 30 minutes long nap.

DJ Log: March 11, 2011 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
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As I stand on a river bank, a gorilla carries a panda bear out into the river and sets it down in the water. The gorilla then plays with a couple of kinds that are playing in the water. I walk down from the river bank and climb out onto the rocks where several people are hanging out. A guy hands me a bowl and a lighter, but there is nothing in it. I hand it back and tell him that it needs a refill. He looks at me like I'm crazy and says, “Of course it's full. You can see the whole universe in there.” I shake my head and walk away from him. There are a couple of kids playing with a tarantula on one of the rocks. I finally stop and look at my hands, then become lucid. I look back at the water to see that a huge wave is coming up the river. Suddenly, I wake up.

DJ Log: March 11, 2011 – 6:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am walking around in my new house, checking to make sure the movers put everything where it's supposed to be. The smell of new carpet and fresh paint is in the air. As I walk by the sliding door, I see that I have a really nice ocean front view from my deck. I slide the door open and watch the water for a while. There is a storm off in the distance, causing some nice heavy waves to come crashing in. As I'm watching, a part from a pier washes by in one of the waves. I look down to see that the waves are going right under my deck, then look further down to see that my house is floating in the air and the waves are going right under it.

Touching Angelina

I am in an airport with Jack, Heather and Autumn. I see some famous chef in all white outside the big the glass walls of the entrance room we’re in. She’s with a guy in a gray tuxedo. I realize this is who Autumn came to meet. They are famous.

The chef woman has a pad of paper and I go take it from her and spit on a few of the first pages, hand it back to her, and run back in. When Autumn goes to meet them, they talk about how mean I am. The guy comes in and lectures me on being nice. He tells me how Autumn emailed him. He’s some political guy. I don’t really care about any of them and let them leave.

Heather points out an Arabic guy and gets really afraid he’s going to bomb the place, so we all book it to the car outside. Heather steps in dog shit and slides into the front seat. We all laugh about it. I’m in the back.

Everything kind of turns into a big giant ship. We are all part of a ship, and the ship is made of lego blocks. Heather and Jack are green and blue blocks and I am red blocks. I start taking my pieces away from the ship and they question why. I don’t really know why, I just want my own ship. So I take all my pieces, make my own ship with red and black blocks, and zoom away.

I fly to a clothing store. I am now inside. I start looking around for a full length mirror because I remember I haven’t shampooed my hair in a long time and I’m self conscious. I look through a big mittens section of the store and find a few different mirrors but they are all too close to my face. I find a little hat and wear it, thinking it will cover my hair.

I find a mirror and see that I have really long hair (not in waking life) and a center part. The hat looks not too bad on me. I start walking around and find a section of really nice textured dresses. I touch them all. I realize Angelina Jolie is one of the dresses, and she’s wearing it. I keep touching it anyway.



“You shouldn’t touch my family dress,” she says. She smiles and walks away. Wow, Angelina Jolie talking to me, what the fuck! I get really excited. I walk around some more.

There’s a little dark tunnel section of the store with a map of the whole place in it. A lot of people are just hanging out in here. I ask about Angelina Jolie being here. They tell me she’s starring in a movie here, with her girlfriend, a young girl my age. What! I get jealous. That could be me! I start walking around the store more.

Outside the little tunnel, the set is displayed. I see the girl. She’s half Emma Watson and half a girl I know from school. She’s being filmed. I sneak around the set and find myself in a new area of the store. There’s a big stage. I enter kind of next to the stage and am facing a giant crowd of sitting people. They are watching an opera show. It’s really dark. The whole store is kind of dark, like there are no lights on, but you can still see with the natural light.

I move on. I sneakily enter into a little passageway into a room. They are storing all the costumes for the movie here. I manage to take a stuffed animal that is the symbol and mascot of the movie. It’s reminiscent of Mickey Mouse the original but the head is just one giant black blob.

I take it to the passageway of people in the tunnel. They’re all surprised at how I got this. I told them I was practically invisible and just grabbed it. Pete Wentz, the bassist of Fall Out Boy, is here in the tunnel too. He takes the doll. The people tell me the girlfriend actor is also in a new band with him. I get jealous again! Why does she get all these cool opportunities? (Why was my dream mind judging her SO HARD??)

The girl is now in the tunnel too. She is talking about doing an interview with Pete on some TV show.



“Will it be just us or the whole band?” she asks Pete. Pete explains it will probably be just them because they are the “face” of the band.

“I always liked when the whole band showed up,” I told Pete. “I like when I get to see Joe.” I ruffled his hair and left. Outside on the set, Angelina had makeup on so she didn’t even look like herself. Some teenage boy kept telling me to look at how different she was. The girl came out and they filmed a part. We all went back into the tunnel.

Somehow I had a connection with Angelina even though we didn’t really speak that much (perhaps we did, and I don’t remember). She started to take off her makeup. I sat down and thought about how much I didn’t like the girlfriend. Now Angelina came over and started to take off her dress. She kind of straddled me while standing up and began to take her clothes off. I wanted to touch her legs, but could I do that? It was fucking Angelina Jolie and she was taken.

I noticed her legs were Heather’s legs: they had her scars on the thighs. I wake up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a huge grocery store. At some point I was in the produce section. A boy and girl and possibly one more child, all siblings, stood at some stand displaying apples or some other kind of fruit. One of the children may have been writing on a piece of paper that was resting on the apples.

Dream #2

I was in a dim room that was full of people. The place was like a club mixed with a museum. I sat on a really low chair or sofa made of red leather.

A bunch of little kids would come up and sit with me. They didn't know me. They just thought I was interesting. I was kind of flattered. A few of the kids were Asian. Their dad was nearby, looking at paintings and talking to people. One of the Asian kids looked like an old person. He had longish hair, but he was balding on top.

I and one little boy were now watching what was supposed to be Gentlemen Prefer Blondes on a video screen in the floor. The screen was about the size of a small TV screen.

In one scene, Marilyn Monroe walks into a fountain at night. She was apparently naked, and she apparently said "bon appetit," though I did't hear or see any of this. The boy asked me what bon appetit means.

I tried to explain to the boy that it didn't mean anything bad. The scene now replayed itself. I thought, there's no way Marilyn Monroe was naked in this movie. They wouldn't have allowed it!

Marilyn now walked into the fountain, which was an enormous pool of water at the foot of a staircase before a huge building. She was wearing a thin, body-length dress. The soaked dress became kind of, but not extremely, see-through.

Marilyn now swam up to the camera, which was positioned at the side of the huge fountain, and said "bon appetit."

Now all kinds of weird blue and green digital drawings blotted onto the screen like crude versions of fireworks.

Dream #3

I was walking home at night. But somehow I had lost my way. I was walking through some kind of suburban neighborhood. I would turn down streets and think I was finally in the right place. But then I'd see I was still in the wrong place.

At one point I got to a streetcorner which looked exactly like a streetcorner near my house. But it was completely empty, and the buildings were all shut down and featureless, maybe even windowless. I wondered what had happened to my neighborhood. But I suddenly realized this wasn't my neighborhood. The buildings I was looking at were part of some huge hospital.

I turned around and walked another way. I was now in the parking lot of some area like a church. I felt like I might not even have been in the right borough. I turned to walk out of the parking lot. I grabbed my phone, which was my old phone, to try to get an idea of where I was.

I wondered how I'd gotten so lost. It didn't seem possible. I thought, Maybe I'm dreaming. I didn't think it was possible, but I tested myself anyway. I jumped up into the air to see if I could fly. I began floating a little bit. So I was dreaming.

I couldn't control my flight. I was floating backwards. I managed to get floating forward, about 3m off the ground. I was coasting through some suburban neighborhood. I still didn't know where I was. I told myself, You can't see where you are because it's dark. If this is your dream, then make it light.

So I made it light outside. But the world suddenly got very blurry.

I was now floating down toward something. I thought I had woken from my dream. I floated past one of my co-workers, C, who was giving some self-important lecture about something.

I was down in the frozen food section of some grocery store. I was looking at some children's picture book or some piece of paper on which I'd scrawled some stuff. I was still thinking to myself what a disappointment it was that I'd woken from my lucid dream.

I was bodiless. Moving across what I took to be an ancient landscape, very close to the ground. There was sand and lots of little creatures roaming around underneath the sand. I couldn't see them, I could only see moving bulges and little dark spots. I followed one in particular and had the impression it was a Trilobite or Silverfish.

I had the feeling a disaster was pending... I noticed there was a towering layered rock structure in the middle of the sandy area I was exploring. It had a number of large holes and caves in it. I moved up about halfway to a larger cave opening. There, was a small blue-ish Triceratops. Noticing my bodiless presence, it became instantly spooked. He rotated to move away, and his backside bumped me back down to the sandy bottom.

Then, I zoomed away and re-entered my body. I was now at the PC looking at this scene from software I was running. I saved "my game" and commented to my best friend Joe who was sitting beside me. He remarked how cool that was. His Mom and my Mom entered the room and sat at a large table behind me. (This was not a home I recognized.) His Mom proceeded to make two peanut-butter and jelly sandwiches, except she covered the outside of the bread with peanut-butter as well. My Mom also had a plate with two messy looking sandwiches.

Joe's Mom commented to Joe, "Now you have to make me one!" He seemed overly excited about the prospect saying, "Okay Mom, sounds good!" I remember thinking the food didn't look very appealing...

I had this dream last night. This is my second documented dream including Joe and Dinosaurs: Dream: 007

(a dream I remembered from a few years ago)

Me and my mom had apparently just moved into a new place. There were boxes everywhere, no furniture, just boxes everywhere.
We were trying to gather up our pet fish had begun to swim out of the tank. Some flopped around on the floor, and we had trouble getting them since they were to slimy and smooth. Some were swimming around in tiny patches of water around the house. We kept trying to grab them out of the strange self sustaining hunks of water (only strange after awakening) but we could never seem to grasp them.

After a while we had got some it, but were freaking out because we knew the others were going to die. I notice my mom is not in the room anymore, and I hear a shriek come from the neighboring room.
I yell to her to ask her what happened.
She walks out holding two dead hands of a man. They were greenish blue, decaying slowly, and ripped up.
She says "You don't want to know."

The shock from the randomness of what had happened collapsed the dream at that point.

I am with a group of people on a film shoot, including my roommate Br (which is strange because she is not a film student). And we are unloading the gear from the car when most of the people I was friends with drove by in a huge vehicle of some kind. My old film teacher, Mr. R, says they are on a field trip and wishes me luck on my shoot.

In the span of us just trying to set everything up different people from that group pass by and say hi. (it is like they have an entire vacation while we have 5 min).
Tonisha H. and says hi to me, and I think how strange it is that she can drive. She drives away (and I think everyone leaves, but I am not sure) as we are still just getting the stuff out of the car.

It was a long dream that I only remember the end of, but I know it was a stress dream and very abstract.

It ended with me getting ambushed by a group of men. I was weak and becoming overpowered when suddenly I transform into Wonder Woman and kick all their asses.

Fragment

I was lying down and there were two monitor lizards or young Komodo Dragons--one at my ankle and one at my foot. I didn't see the DC, but someone asked, "But what if one of them bites you?"

I was terrified. I didn't move hoping they wouldn't get excited and therefore bite me. I waited and decided I better pull my leg back. I got away, but it started to try to bite as I pulled away. A-a-a-a!

--

I was looking for a bathroom in my dream. I had to go in waking life. I ended up finding a bathroom and for some reason deciding I should take a shower. I started two and was grossed out by two pair of underwear on either side of the bathroom floor.

I was about to get undressed to shower when some kid comes in. He saw I was going to take a shower, so he leaves and starts telling everyone as though I'm doing something wrong.

I didn't attack him, nor he me, but we were all of a sudden fighting about it. He was pinching me. It didn't hurt that bad, so I didn't flinch. My face did not show any pain. I picked him up and started pounding his head into a dresser.

The End

Whoop, second recall in a row (which for me is a huge improvement). I could recall it very well too, which makes it even better.

9th of March 2011: non-lucid, lucid, extra comment

I find myself at school, though the setting was slightly strange, for I wasn't in any ordinary lesson. I was being tutored in German along with someone else by a teacher whose features I cannot remember. The bell rings, prompting me to go another lesson, ICT class. Instead of going straight to that lesson however, I walk into the school library, where I stand and wait for a couple of minutes, waiting to look into a folder that holds all the marks I had received. (Though there probably were other students in that folder as well) Finally I get to look through it quickly, then I remember I was supposed to be at ICT class at that time. I want to leave, but the librarian holds me back and tells me to store the book in a place that is neither too damp nor too dry.

I walk over to one of the plants and pick it up (Must have thought she was referring to me storing the plant in a proper environment), I open a door that is supposed to lead to a room filled with computers and wiring. I find the room to be remarkably tidy, without computers and wiring littering the place. Instead of the computer dude I expected, I find two students in the room. I'm hesitant to continue and look back at the librarian and point at the plant I'm holding. She shakes her head, telling me I'm really supposed to store that folder somewhere appropriate.

I walk out of the library and into the computer room that is located right next to it. I hand in the notebook to the teacher for some reason... I expect to be sent out of class and punished for being late, but my teacher says that the class has already started working on exercise 37. I turn around and find that the class is filled with people that aren't supposed to be there, as a result, my seat has already been taken. Nevertheless I find myself a seat (through rather magical means, as I just found myself there) As I review the exercise, my teacher explains that everyone can perform a 'is greater than 1' comparison and that is as redundant as 'FTW' (I know, my dreams are a bit crazy).

I look at the assignment, of which I can only remember the '>=' operator and 3 or 4 numbers all greater than 900 (one of which was 900). I suddenly find myself in a different world, slightly reminiscent of Halo Reach. There are two other people with me, both wearing armour. A woman holds a sniper rifle. I run out the cave, and find gravity to reverse on me, causing me to drop back into the cave, where gravity resets itself. I continue to jump out the cave several times with similar result (possibly to impress the lady)I get her to follow me in said activity. Jump out the cave once more and wake up.

Most detailed recap of a dream so far afaik.

I was on my laptop, and at the top of the screen were various tabs, one reading "this is reality", I clicked on it, and it was a ton of saved images in a file my boyfriend made. I was devastated, and in reality became very agitated in my sleep. The images were very soft core and the women looked as though they were from the 80's. I flipped the computer around and said "whats this?", and my boyfriend replied, "that must be from when I used to look at porn.", so I clicked on a button that showed when the file was added and it said "1-11-11". I showed him this date as it is very recent, caught in a lie, he grabbed my arm as I threw the computer around and tried to leave him. He would not let go, so my arm stretched and stretched. I woke up angry and disturbed from this one.

The dream began with me driving home in Texas, reportedly from my job. My parents still lived in their old house, so that was the neighborhood I went to. All of the stores in the small shopping center clustered around the Subway were gone. In their place was a huge supermarket. The parking lot was a mess of broken slabs of concrete. I went into the store, and Nicole called me. I could hear the cast of Glee in the background; she was watching it while talking to me. Just from the actors’ voices, I was able to reconstruct the episode in visual form in my head. I laughed when Will suddenly swept Emma off her feet in a rare moment of manliness. She giggled and pleaded with him to let her down. When he did, she calmed down a bit.

“What was that?” she asked. “Some kind of… fatherly instinct, Will?”

“I’m gonna beat my children…” He said it so calmly, so unabashedly! It was almost as though this was supposed to sound romantic. I cracked up laughing. The show went to a commercial break without a comment from anyone else. Nicole didn’t think it was funny at all, but I was enjoying the chance to see how pathological Will’s perception of life had become over the course of the show. I grabbed a can of pasta off a shelf and waved it around in the air as I joked with Nicole about how that was the best line in the whole episode. The can was covered in something sticky like orange juice, so I switched it with another one. I went straight to the checkout. I guess pasta was all I needed… A plump, black woman waved me over to her register. She swiftly processed my single item. When she printed a receipt for me to sign, I just wrote my first name. I carried my one grocery item in a bag back to my car. Instead of getting in the driver’s seat, I climbed into the back of the car… The air conditioning turned on as soon as I closed the door.

“I’m so glad it does that,” I murmured to myself in relief. It was a warm, humid night in Texas. I wondered briefly how it was possible for my car to do that, but I didn’t worry too much about it. I locked the door. I didn’t want to get mugged. Only then did I lean into the front of the car and turn it on. I quickly flipped on my lights and popped the car into drive, then spun around to the only exit onto the road I could see. My side of the exit was horribly ruined; huge slabs of concrete blocked the way. I swerved around it and angled the wheels so I could easily turn that way. I made a right onto the street once it was clear. Basically, the street was divided by a huge median with trees growing all over it, so in order to get to the correct side of the street, I had to make a U-turn about thirty yards down the road. I must note that this U-turn was impossibly tight; my car pivoted around the narrow, three foot wide tip of the median without any difficulties. I found myself in a turn-only lane going left and had to switch. Then I saw a yellow light.

Yellow, I thought. Yellow, yellow, yell – oh! I realized I was supposed to stop at the intersection up ahead! The light turned red, but I was still going too fast. I slid right into the middle of the intersection. Oops. I figured it was better to just keep going, so I put my foot back down on the accelerator. Almost as soon as I passed through the intersection, I saw a cop coming the other way. I was horrified. He must’ve seen me – how could he not? I knew he would pull me over as soon as he could turn around. I had to act swiftly. In order to evade the police, I planned to take an unusual route back home. I turned left onto a small street, disappearing from the main road before the cop could find me. This road bisected another in a place that looked like the suburbs of Chicago. I started talking to Ben on the phone. I didn’t have to hold it up… I could just hear his voice. This is probably a fortunate side-effect of using headphones when I’m on the phone lately. Anyway, Ben complained that it was snowing in Australia, but we somehow determined that it was actually raining because it was forty degrees in Brisbane. Ben pretended to be confused about the temperature. He said it was 40 to 100 degrees outside – first in Fahrenheit, but then in Centigrade. That didn’t sound right at all. If he was using the Celsius scale, much of that range would be intolerable, even lethal. I turned onto the next street. Traffic lights and driving in general were beginning to pose crippling difficulties. I couldn’t focus my eyes properly on the lights, and some kind of weird, yellow dot appeared in my field of vision to direct the car. On top of keeping the wheel straight, I had to keep this light in the middle of my perspective with my mind in order to keep the car going straight. Anytime I looked away from the middle of the road, the car turned in that direction. The only way to counter it was to turn the wheel in the opposite direction at the same time. As one can imagine, this wasn’t easy. It was incredibly difficult for me to multitask in this dream on top of everything else, so it’s no surprise that I went through three red lights in succession before finally stopping.

Ben explained that he needed help with a quest. The road took me along the edge of a massive, red curtain – the kind used in theaters. I knew there was an abandoned hospital inside. Ben needed to get into the hospital and retrieve something. I stopped the car, got out, and slipped under the heavy curtain. The hospital was dark, and many of the doors and windows were boarded up. Ben transformed into Goofy (Mickey Mouse). He started going to the main entrance, but I insisted that I knew which entrance was the right one to use. I had done this quest before, I said. Actually, I was just attempting it for the first time – but with Ben’s help, I knew we would be fine. We circled around the building to a small back door. Inside, we found two elevators and a door to a stairwell. The stairs were the obvious choice… The building probably wouldn’t have any electrical power to spare, considering the state it was in. Despite that, Ben went for the first elevator.

“I don’t think that’s going to work…” I said. He pushed a button. The elevator dinged at us as it opened. Nervously, I followed him in. “What if we get stuck in here? This is a bad idea… I hate elevators.” The door slowly closed. Ben picked a floor, and the elevator began to drop. The walls were made of mirrors. Staring at reflections of reflections of myself wasn’t helping my sanity. Ben apologized for choosing the elevator; he hadn’t intended to disturb me. We would take the stairs back up, he promised. When the elevator stopped, I stumbled out. Moving was difficult down here for some reason… Ben didn’t have any trouble, though. We were inside a small Minecraft level. The path curved around a pit of sharks before coming to a slide. I almost slid straight down, but there was a lava pit at the bottom! That would have meant my death. I had diamonds and quite a bit of iron in my inventory, so I was glad I hadn’t fallen. I had to slip into a tunnel on one side of the slide. I found it difficult to make any progress… I got my legs in the tunnel, but the rest of my wouldn’t move at a normal speed.

Ben started arguing with another guy in the room with the shark pit. The guy said that the official Minecraft system made dirt grow infinitely high over time, simulating growing grass. Anyone who still played the old Minecraft was in denial, he claimed. Ben made jokes about dirt reproducing like guinea pigs as he hopped across the shark pit. He ran past me into the tunnel. I followed him as a point of awareness as he jumped skillfully across a couple pools of lava, then trudged right through a tunnel half full with lava without taking any damage. I thought he was doing this because he had food to heal himself afterward, but I realized after he emerged that he was wearing chain mail. He was invincible! He came across some kind of harpy woman and didn’t realize she was an enemy for a few moments as she slapped him with her wings. He killed her in a few seconds.

My awareness returned to my body, and I followed after Ben. Since I didn’t have anything to protect me from the lava, I planned to build a path through it. When I got to the tunnel of lava Ben traversed before, however, I saw that it was just steaming water. I figured I would probably be okay… I waded to the other side without taking any damage. A puddle of water on the ground just past the tunnel (where Ben encountered the harpy before) took the shape of a woman. It was a water elemental. I struck her with a bolt of lightning, but the damage was paltry. She was resistant to magic, being a creature of magic herself. I knew cutting her wasn’t going to do me any good. What did I do in the past when I encountered these, I wondered? I vaguely remembered running. I considered calling Ben for help, but he was way ahead by now.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Finally some recall. I haven't recalled more than a few fragments during the week. Too little sleep and stress. I slept way too little last night aswell, but strangely I recalled three dreams when I woke up.

22.20: Sleep

05.10: Random dreams
*I'm at work. My friend Jonas is there and we're talking about WoW. He's giving it up once again he tells me. I start walking and I spot a magazine in the snow. I pick it up and another one. My sisters are trying on some kind of tights up ahead and I walk up to them. I avert my eyes and hand them the magazines.

*I'm eating a cheeseburger with Snusknicke from work. They are delicious and I finish mine in no time. I get up to go buy another one from the kiosk across the grass. The girl in the kiosk tells me they're only eighteen crowns. Must be some kind of mistake I think and try to pay with my card. It's malfunctioning, but soon I have paid her. I head back and a rich lady with her black poodle walks towards me. The poodle has a blindfold and earplugs. "Only her sense of touch is exposed to the world" she tells me. Apparently a precious, delicate pet from a noble-woman can't be exposed to the world's filth.

*I'm with a comedian. We head inside a white mansion and crash a dinner party. The comedian yells at everyone and grabs a plate of salmon. "We're stealing this shit!" he yells, his face going red. Everyone laughs and thinks it's a part of the act. I grab a platter of potatoes and we start run. The guards of the place realises it's not an act and starts chasing us. We head out the door and I start running up a mountain. The comedian gets caught and keeps yelling weird things.

I refuse to get caught and run from all the people chasing me. At the top of the mountain there's no where to go, except into a thicket of branches further down. I jump down and grab onto the sinewy, swamp-like branches to dampen my fall. I hit the ground unscathed, and run out onto a field. Suddenly we're playing some kind of game. Five of them are on the other side, and I have to write something in the grass with my stick.

They start running towards me and I quickly write: "Dick" on the ground. They have to run back and start all over again, in the meanwhile I have to run the opposite direction. We repeat this a few times, every word I write it something obscene. The last word "Turd" is written in time, but one guy still grabs my ankle. "Hey that's cheating!" I say and some other guy explains to me how the square I was standing in made it legal. It's a white square and I start hearing bird song. My alarm...

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Fun dreams, hopefully I'll have a lucid or two this weekend so I can practice some.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!