FryingMan

bedtime 01:30 (late late late! argh)

+ my right foot was stuck in the mouth of a walrus

+ (memorable long one!) my search for my former colleague AG at some company led me through a golf driving range, creepy dark underground claustrophobic pipes/rooms, an Indian restaurant where I was the only customer (I left and returned immediately and the waiter had removed all the tables in the room, "wow he's fast!" I thought), a dangerous equipment testing ground (run by AG's group, his group is playing a prank on me leading me around on a hunt to find them) where they burn the equipment at high temperature (I want to get out of there fast), an encounter with a creepy but buxom and sexy succubus doing her best to tempt me into her lair (it was close but her B/O turned me off as I got close, I took control then and asked what her story was, it turned out she had been badly burned), attempting to escape the island in a car via the only road out past corrupt police in the pay of the company, climbing over glass backyard fences, and finishing at a beautiful sea-side scene where I thought I saw a manatee by the water but it turned out to be a palm trunk, and where I had outsmarted some mid-level drug dealers landing in a boat and battled hand (me) versus knife (him) with their leader, falling through a glass ceiling and crying blood tears (falling down in front of me) in order to protect our eyes.

I asked the succubus (this is my waking term for her, in the dream she was just a creepy/sexy woman trying to lure me to her). I'm thinking "why not?" kind of mesmerised by her very large chest, and as I'm coming in to her I catch a whiff of quite strong body door, which snaps me out of my desire, I take control at that point, and start asking her questions, "so what's with you? Why are you here? Were you hurt? Were you sick?". and as I get closer to her she unwraps her (black, kind of fishnet-stocking-like clothing), and shows me the burns on her head and torso. She slinks off into her inner lair still beckoning to me but I don't follow, I know the results will be bad.

With the drug dealer he unwraps the delivery from my team and only about 4 packs (of drugs presumably) fall out, he says "hey where's the rest, there usually is 20!?", I'm smug I know my team has earned money at this mid-level dealer's expense, the drug kingpins are waiting on the shore (this guy's team is in a boat approaching the shore) for the delivery, he comes out brandishing a knife and we fight.

late morning BTB:
Very awake at about 7:30-08:00. Uncomfortable in all positions. Start daydreaming, hoping to drift off into dreams again, too alert, daydreaming gets too stimulating, I think about getting out of bed for the day, I decide no, "you have to want it like you want to breathe," and I want more chances at lucidity, so I gather my will and clear my mind and relax, and soon I'm asleep again!

+ in a house with some friends, having cocktails before bed, joining a middle-aged woman in a robe heading to the living room, "why not, as long as there are snacks" I say, I'll have a cocktail or two, the snacks might be dim-sum, there's not much left.

+ there was a halloween celebration, some adults, some kids, I think about shooting something into a basket hanging from the ceiling like basketball, I don't as it might break the baskets, I think it would be rude to seduce the daughter of my hosts after they've shown me such hospitality, I just flirt with her lightly.

+ someone sees a picture I'm holding including a high school friend (real one), they tell me he has become a University professor, I ask "in Chemistry?" they say yes, I find that a false memory friend ("Andy Grove", actually is a real guy, the former CEO of Intel) has become a professor in Computer Science, I visit his office and see his nameplate, people are complaining that new office equipment required them to throw out all old, incompatible equipment and replace it with new, compatible equipment, I see someone taking away an armload of the old equipment.

+ sitting next to a man at a restaurant at his table, there are lots of open tables nearby, I'm thinking something about this man, I think I visited his table before.

+ a recliner bed had been broken /burned. I witnessed the burn up close lying on the ground, there was small smoke/fire, I see two thin black horizontal burn marks running the entire front of the bed/couch, we go looking for the maintenance guy, we find him holding garden shears (golden?), he comes and fixes it by putting in a long 2x4, the bed used to recline individually half-and-half but now with the long board in it it will only recline as a whole unit.