FryingMan

Lots of dreams all night long.

+ fighting on a river with a bad guy lobbing "magic?" balls at me

+ yoda overpowers bad thing and traps it in a rock structure and starts crushing the rocks, he stops because he feels bad. I see the (alligator?) evil thing emerge from the rocks

+ little odd beasts rolling on the floor, kicking a tiny "ball" around, for them this invents soccer, I think

+ ping pong [DREAM SIGN] tournament: the net is too high/tall, it's specialized, they are playing with strong spin. I think if I practice this I could play with strong spin, too, and surprise the people who used to beat me

+ in a cage/cell, there are evil black dogs there pulling people out. The dogs or the people when pulled out start to come uravelled like they're made from stacked frames of metal. If you refuse to go out with the dogs, the alternative is that you will have your feet impaled with long iron hot spikes and it will hurt a lot.

+ in the back of a car with girls travelling up the hills to CH, I'm having semi-lucid thoughts, thoughts about dreaming [faceplant!]. Arrive home, there's lots of pizza [DREAM SIGN] around to eat, my wife takes a bite with my fork, I pull my fork back a bit too forcefully/impatiently from her and I think she'll get mad but doesn't.

+ driving on snowy roads, pulling into a forest clearing where a party is happening, rough/tough guys are gathered around and are toasting someone with lots of shots.

+ [fully vivid (awareness, visuals, tactile), long, stable] Walking through corridors with oddly slanted floors, around corners. End up in a room with a girl in bed and ST ensues. She's naked & lying on the bed, I'm kneeling at her head, and I start a long, slow, stable, erotic oral trip from her head and slowly work my way down to her (ahem) and spend some time there. Then I notice that the door to the room is open and there's a girl in the next bedroom (white/blonde hair) just staring at us. I say "I'm sorry, I need to get up and close the door". The peeping Jane doesn't want the door to close, she opens it and now she's sitting at a desk just outside the door to the room. I get angry and go speak to her firmly saying "I'll come talk to you when we're done, but for now LEAVE US ALONE!" and return to the ST girl. She's now fully dressed and wants me to continue, I want to protest and say "but the view is part of the fun!". I say it's time for me to get some attention. The ST girl goes to take a shower. I realize I can't recall taking a shower, I may have a stinky butt & (ahem) so I'd better go take a shower, too. On my way out of the room I spy my things strewn about on the floor and I realize I can't remember where my instrument case is, do I need to go find it? I walk through the oddly slanting and narrow corridors, but all the bathrooms are busy. I come to one room and there's an odd woman there I open the door look in it's not a traditional shower more of a sauna and I go in with quick views of that woman again and I'm trying to wash my butt and I'm digging around in there and I pull out chunks of the typical stuff there and it's really sticky and I'm trying to wash it off of my hands and I'm having a hard time doing that. In the meanwhile there are two girls outside the door which has a window in it not providing for any privacy and I'm now trying to wash my (ahem) but it feels really odd like it's swollen in a strange/bad way and I look down and it does not look or feel familiar: some parts are too large and some parts are too small.

I'm trying to get back to the room and the ST girl so we can continue. I can't find the way back. I'm back outside again in a snowy environment and now I'm walking on top of a snowy hill and I see dad's with kids and the dad's are working with shovels to shape the really hard-packed icy snow into a nice trail for their kids to sled down. I walk around the lip of this hill and find myself drifting backwards through the air, I expect at any moment to hit a tree. Some kids are talking with their dad asking "Will the snow still be here when we get back from Paris?". I'm then standing/climbing up a mountain of toys (hockey games?) which are slipping out from under me as I climb, I catch a glimpse and I realize I'm at a particular intersection of streets a few miles from my CH, I catch a brief glipmse of a park [FALSE] below me down the street. There are some girls here lying down and I goose them a bit and lie on them but I'm focusing on getting back to my beloved original ST girl.

Back in the ST girl hallway again there are people walking past me. One of them I think is her, I can't tell for sure, I look at her face and it's partially familiar, she notices me but walks past me, I take hold of her right arm and turn her towards me and ask, "is it you?" She indicates yes, but says (as means of explanation of why we can't be together), something like "(there is?) a husband". I say "Oh," disappointed, and let her go. I look at her hands as she leaves and I don't see a ring. I realize she probably is referring to the fact that I'm married and I feel a bit guilty.