Big dreaming night, many dreams and frags over many sleep cycles (early) + elevator in a (off-limits?) construction area, getting in with others it's a double-car elevator, I'm concerned the elevator may start moving before I get on, the elevator is actually two cars side by side and each one can move independently + sitting at a table in a restaurant with a group of guys, one friend, there's a plate of one-square-foot sized slices of cheese, there was some other food before the cheese arrived, one guy is friendly + driving past a caravan of yaks on the right side of the road, the yak shepherds are dishevelled and look kind of like yaks, too, the yaks have long black hair and the shepherds are wearing long haired black dirty coats. +(f) in an art gallery? (mid) + meeting a middle-aged woman to play racquetball in the gym, we're late, she's not dressed yet to play, she decides to bail, I'm mad, I go look at the courts (with another guy), my ball has a bit split in it. I'm ready to play, I haven't played in a long time, I'm really looking forwards, I find my opponent who is not dressed and she says she's not going to play, I'm really mad because I wanted very much to play, she asked forgiveness several times. I go look at the courts, it is a block of courts side-by-side, they're made of grey concrete, the main part of the courts are normal, but they're open in the back 1/5 or so so balls from one court could go into other courts. I want to hit my ball around by myself but it doesn't fly well, I notice it has a huge split in it and is blue, the guys in the next court are playing with a green ball which is also split + washing my hands in a large sink in the middle of a room with others around, the woman (nun?) shows me the correct faucet (there were many) to use, and I rinse the soap off of my hands (late) + in crowded store stepping over rectangular frames trying to get out of the way to "clear the traffic jam" (of people), people are buying huge square sheets of paper/plastic. I don't want to damage the large cardboard square frames but there are so many of them I can barely get one leg over, I stabilise with one hand on the check-out counter. +(f) cat with no head visible sleeping half off of cabinet and slowly slipping down, I call to son S2 to come and look at the cat quickly but she slowly slips off and falls down to the ground and wakes up. +(f) guy carrying a bucket with "WWW" and "Web" painted on opposite sides, I thought this was a clever/subtle/ironic joke about the internet + in car with wife driving, we're heading up a hill (LL Dr. in B) heading up the big turn that will lead by LL park, she is not looking in the direction of the road and I say urgently "Watch where you're going when you're driving!" Some guys in the back seat mumble agreement with me. She turns up and to the left and there's an accident blocking the road ahead of us: there's a car (1970's long rectangular station wagon) parked on the other side of the street right at the curve, and somebody from our part of the road went straight instead of following the curve to the right and hit the parked car, and the line of cars behind it are blocking the turn up and to the right. We drive by the line of cars and see the dented side of the parked car. There's a "short cut" right in front of us that leads off to the left of the road and my wife drives there, since we're on a hill and the road leads down we're driving blindly for a second with the road invisible, when the front of our car heads down the hill I see we're driving on the dirt hill to the side of the road and I tell my wife to get back on the road, we do get back. This is a terrifying road, it's like driving on a mobius strip: no guard rails, the road leans at impossible angles, and there's a steep fall off on either side. The road is colored blue and looks to be made of rubber, I think racers may drive here. We reach a safe stopping point and I walk ahead to scout for a safe path off this horrible road. I quickly find the freeway and there's a little down next to it, there must be an onramp here, so I intend to return to our car and lead us to the freeway. Walking back I see in the distance a man who's dressed like a USPS postal carrier with two legs in a casts, I think he must have been driving back at the accident. Walking through a small strip mall with a few stores I'm thinking about Chinese restaurants and how I'm going to visit some on my trip to California (coming up in waking life soon). But now I'm in California already? I'm not at the airport though, I'll have to go there in order to pick up my rental car. Up ahead I see a travel agency and I see my wife through the glass windows, I go in, and see the body of a small dog who looks like our old dog, his head is obscured. When we call him he comes to us but he's not our dog, and in fact has such a short body that it looks like just a dogs head walking on 4 feet.
(early) + ski competition in a box. On a ski slope surrounded by tall walls, the door at the low end of the "box" opens and closes, I keep resetting (via rope?) to the starting line and the guy I'm racing against never begins at the same time as me. + getting a commemorative coin engraved with our names at a fair. I see the woman working the machine, the main guy seems to want us to think it will materialize out of thin air. + putting the little kid to sleep: kissing him goodnight, then taking him to the bathroom when it becomes clear his diaper is full, afterwards I throw the full diaper into the garbage can, go upstairs, and a woman points out to me mildly disapproving that there was already a garbage bag in the can for dirty diapers and that I should have used that instead, I agree. (late, back to sleep victory) + getting on a bus at a prison officially going to Canada but really going to the US, going to the US is "just a detour" but is the real purpose of the bus + (DO) the concert at the international border: two bands are playing, one on each side of the border, at the same time, the Canadian MP threatens that any MP from "KaNAHda" found on the other side of the border will be declared a traitor. View from high up, the two bands were inadvertently scheduled to play on the same night, on each side of a river which is the international border. The river is invisible below the frozen ice. There is a long trench running across the border and young people are running up and down the trench shoveling it to keep it clear of ice shavings. I hear one of the bands playing, and think the concert goes must be upset that they can't hear the band they came to see clearly. Then the view switches to the Canadian MP at his desk, standing up, and threatening the traitor MPs. I think the way he pronounces "kahNAHdah" is funny. + (lucid, 1st and 2nd level): on computer trying to figure out a stock price, I'm with a woman, we can't make sense of the numbers, (they keep changing?) they're too small/too big for what we're expecting and I think that's because there must have been a split. I'm working the interface using the keyboard, I'm having trouble identifying the "show split history" on the screen I find something like it but it's not satisfying. Brief scene of S2 standing outside. Back at the computer I look down at the keyboard, the apple command key is in the wrong place and doesn't look right, then I notice there are large craters/big groups of missing keys on the keyboard, this is NOT right, I immediately declare, "Oh, I'm TOTALLY dreaming!", nose pinch confirms, get that amazed feeling because I thought I was entirely awake, stand up and immediately move on to the dream. I'm in my parents house living room, dazzled with the lucidity a bit, quickly settle down to goals: lucid dare! OK I'll throw that darn fire ball that Nfri dared me to do. Went to the main entrance hallway looking down into the back porch, willed my hand to be full of a fireball, and made a throwing motion trying to imagine a ball of fire travelling down the hallway and exploding on the door to the deck. I don't see anything. Hmm, fail! OK, I need to find a candle, take the flame into my hand, and build that into a fireball and throw it. I walk around looking for a candle for a bit, find one, cup the flame into my hand, it does come to my hand, I will it to build to a big ball of fire and then I make another throwing motion towards the open kitchen door through the living room where my mother is working on dinner, the visuals of the fireball are very very weak and there's no big fiery explosion but I'm satisfied and don't want to spend more time on that. I think I should try some RCs that I haven't done yet. I've always wanted to try finger through palm: push my left index finger through right palm: yup, it goes through! It's like my right palm is made of thick heavy rubber. I get a quick glimpse of bizarre dream hands but pay them no further attention. I'm looking out the window into the inky black dark night to the bright city lights below, there are SO MANY lights, the scene looks entirely realistic, I see all the way across the water to the city on the other side, the bridges are covered in lights. I'm amazed at how my brain can create this image without sensory organs. This view is so amazing I want to go see it outside. I hear my parents calling for me, I "know" that I'm asleep taking a nap [downstairs, probably on the couch], and that soon they will wake me up and Im incorporating their voices into this dream, but for now I'll just acknowledge their voices calling me but stay in the dream. I'm a little concerned about flying off and the dream ending, but I decide I'll just hover briefly a bit to admire the view then stop flying. I open the sliding glass door and go out on to the deck, I want to "hulk jump" up into the sky and just hover there to look at the view. I give a fairly weak jump and maybe a arm/leg flap or two and I'm up at the level of the roof, I look out to see the amazing view and am somewhat disappointed that it is obscured with fog. Ah well. My dad walks by my "sleeping body" and I hear him mumble some mildly disapproving statement, and "oh just let him sleep" and he moves on. He says something about a sports program that will be on TV soon. I look down to the deck and see 3 people: 2 CGs standing on either side of a dude who after looking again is a 3rd CG. I fly down to the girl on the right, she's wearing a skirt, I get up close to her and do a double handed reach around and butt-squeeze and "wake up." I am in the living room and look out the window: hey, yes, indeed my dream view out the window was very much like the "real" view I see now. The position of some features of the city are slightly different "in reality" though. I go "back to sleep" on a bed or a desk. At one point I see a desk with used candy wrappers on it and there is some peanut sauce (made peanut sauce for some pasta in waking life the night before and O/D'd on it). "Falling asleep" there in my parent's house, I see some HI -- I think this looks like an outdoor scene with a blue sky. If I just stay calm it should turn into a dream. I DOES morph into a static image of an outdoor scene against a blue sky. Stay still and wait for the dream to begin, the people start moving, there is a carriage, people are walking on a path, soon I should be able to walk myself and yes, I can walk and move, now I can hear the people talking, a group of women is following another woman who is a financial professional of some sort who is out shopping on Saturday. She does not want to engage in work talk with these women, "it's going to take me at least 15 minutes" to get where she's going, she's in a hurry, they walk with her and keep trying to get free advice. I "wake up" and am really excited at my "successul WILD" and can't wait to write about it on DV and see what Sageous says . At some point I really wake up and am amused by the dream-in-dream "WILD".
Updated 10-06-2014 at 06:34 AM by 65364
+(f) I'm observing a beautiful green river in the sunlight, I'm concerned about snakes, the ground seems to be make of snake-like noodle/intestine things, I want to enter this beautiful water +(f) some adventure/conflict/fights with a band of young people, discussion turns to hacking passwords + at a card table playing blackjack, I keep getting dealt aces, each time I split the hand and get another ace until I have 4 hands each with an ace up. Then I start looking at the Aces, the black suits (clubs/spaces) are visible, but where are the red suits? The hearts ace it turns out is green, I think diamonds is OK but I don't really see it. Adding up hands, at one point I get a 13 and am dealt a 9 so I add this up to 22. + at an old job, I'm arriving back to my office, I see that the VP JaEi is there with the team and they're setting up ALL the computer systems immediately outside the door to my office AND inside my office. They're using the windows in my office to vent the heat , and I'm pissed because I don't like hot air. I see the large computer consoles and graphics-y looking things moving on the screens. I turn to the walls and see that they've also taken all the shelf space in my office, it is full of binders and canvas duffle bags, only tiny little cubbies are available for me to put my stuff. I'm really made and keep saying something like "J.E., WTF!?" + on a high platform trying to shoot various weapons at guy walking down below, mostly pistol sized, none are working but then one of them works (a mini rocket launcher), it launches the projectile which sticks to him or near him then it explodes and he gets blown to pieces, the explosion stuns some other guy who walks around with his pants down pissing himself (his thang is exposed and peeing away) and wondering why he feels wet, there are other people on the platform snickering at him.
00:00 Monday 2014-09-22 still catching up on sleep but a return to some interesting dreaming +(f) I'm skimming/driving quickly over a dirt road with lots holes +(f) getting ice cream from a softy machine? + I'm given a responsibility I don't want to supervise some young people and something goes wrong and the police want to arrest me. I think this is massively unfair since I didn't want this responsibility in the first place. I'm working in an office and endless streams of paperwork keep appearing from the police and I'm spending all my time to try to figure them out and as soon as I read one another one appears. One of them is a laminated card with instructions on how to bail myself out so that I don't have to stay in jail. Where do I have to go? By when? Do I have to go at all? I leave the office and the door locks and I realize the paperwork is still inside and I find the office administrator girl to let me back in, otherwise I may miss the bail deadline and have to go to jail, and my wife is out of town so I'd be stuck there until she returns. I'm vacuuming the office floor, the carpet is deep and fluffy and bright yellow. There are a lot of dirty spots especially at the corner where the floor meets the wall. I arrive in a building/room where they know about the place to report for arrest. The arrested people must arrive at about 6am Friday morning, I think I don't have time to arrange for my bail. The woman there says that if they have not called me yet then I'm probably OK and I don't have to go. I ask her several times to confirm this. I don't have my phone to call, there are men sitting around tables and we get to talking and they mention the university laboratory and I mention that both my dad and I worked there. They hand me items that look like big thick church key can openers. + In a group of young people, at some large outdoor park, a giant mechanical arm/tentacle descends out of the mist, we talk about it for a bit. Then we slide down a slide into a normal playground coming through the mist, my friends start using the swinging rings and I move to the drinking fountain which is small and sort of dirty looking and surrounded by several mean looking young men so I decide to move on. Later we're lying all together in a pile, one girl close to me lying on top of someone else, I tell her "You can be the girl who is one top". There is another girl next to me and we make out for a little bit.
00:00 Friday 2014-09-19 01:17 bedtime too late! argh! I initially woke with no dream memories at all (oh darn, a no recall night!?), but with patient probing I recalled all this: + I'm on a road trip, I'm looking at a map I'm trying to read the road names and figure out where they go, this is a long trip it's important to stop for gas at the station on the map before you enter the mountains. Stopped at a gas station, I see some guys are getting in a car joking and laughing and they say "Hey, Mexico is just over that wall there!" I chuckle to myself and know this is wrong, we haven't even left the city yet in order to reach the last gas station on the map. Then I start doubting, and wonder if we could have reached this spot already, we get in our car and drive to turn around, there's a large hole in the ground (dream sign) and I say to be careful and avoid it, we turn around and stop near the entrance, I get out and go in for directions, there are two guys in there and I spread out the map and am trying to find where we are on the map, and ask them to show me, one guy tells me about the mountain road (at first I'm afraid he'll tell me the road is closed and I have NO IDEA what to do if that is true), but he instead says that the road is maintained but is a bit windy, generally clear, I get the impression the road is in good shape but you must be careful. I also wonder what would happen is a large flood of water would whoosh over the road, would we all get soaked in the car? + observing a commercial for lip cold sore medication liquid: a girl is sitting behind a guy and leans forwards for a kiss. Then a picture of a girl applying the medication to her lip sore with the applicator stick, and something about "you can then touch the sore with your finger which activates the medication", then a close up of the guy/girl (slightly chubby college kids) making out deeply, I'm watching this commercial with my sister and feel a bit uncomfortable. +(f) out front a building in a big city on the sidewalk, they're installing a mail slot in the wall(?) with my wife (?) + in a restaurant, observing, walking from table to table, appreciating the food there ("nice sizzling meat platter!"), I see several big meat platters, one guy blows me off, I get really mad, we'll fight? + I'm playing my instrument, skilful scales up and down, play a long high-A, some sounds are not right and someone criticizes me about this, I show that the problem is the low the G to B-flat trill key mechanism is stuck, I show this to a guy, I'm wiggling the proper key (4th finger of the right hand), and show that the mechanism moves but the key covering the hole that should open is stuck and not opening. After rehearsal I'm walking through the band and dodging a trombone player who's standing up, walking and still playing with his trombone held over his right shoulder. dozing from around 7:30 to 9:something, I recall the above sequence and run it through my mind enough to survive through another dream. Then I had a late morning WILD: 10:08 + (lucid #65) I'm relaxing, trying to drift off to sleep, and see an image of a floormat on the ground, I know this is a dream and I try to stay calm and "sink into" the image. I become aware that I'm crouching down close to the floor, and think about standing up but feel it's not time yet to begin moving. I rub my hands and sit there for a short while, then stand up and start walking out to a back porch. I think immediately of goals: shall I retry fortune cookie? Patronus? No, lightsaber! Sensei! I pretend remember that my lightsaber is hanging from my utility belt and pull it up into my hands, nothing at first? I continue imagining the long tube, and I see if in my hands, it's slender, about 14 inches long, thinner than I thought, I look for the "on button" and just decide to pretend hitting it, I imagine a blue blade and I get one, I swing it around a lot and get a decent "vvvv" sound effect. Someone (Sensei?) shows up and ignites two lightsabers, so I must respond and I ignite the second side of my double-bladed lightsaber, I think the handle may be a bit short to fit both my hands and not to touch the blade. Then I'm flying up onto the roof of some house, I imagine a lightsaber is behind me on the ground, I don't see one. I'm walking inside this house and trying to figure out how to get out, I'm in a bedroom with a big bed with a white fluffy comforter, someone is sleeping there (my wife?), I open a window that opens into a little cluttered office room which has a bunch of stuff in front of the window to the outside so I can't go that way. Heading out of this room an alarm clock goes off and I quickly try to shut it off, whoever's in the bed is waking up. I go out on to the deck and prepare to fly, my dad's there, I tell him I'm going to fly to downtown. I launch up in the air and the view is amazing, and somewhat accurate of the view from the deck of my childhood home: city/trees descending down to the city below and the Bay and the city beyond the bay in the distance. I do a quick "flap" to get moving and remember superman-with-a-go-pro-style flying and I punch my first quickly forwards and I start moving. I'm looking and the landscape moving beneath me, I see some tall buildings in the distance. I fly over a football stadium where there's a game in progress and a bunch of players running around on the field. "Hi, football players!" I call out. I start thinking "hmmm, football game, there are probably college girls and CHEERleaders down there....no, just keep flying.....but CHEERLEADERS! So I gracefully bank to the left and down towards the ground, thinking that the girls will be astonished at this flying guy coming to meet them, I see a few cheerleaders and call out "hi!" and they call back "hi" and the dream fades.
00:00 Thursday 2014-09-18 way late to bed, around 1:45 or so, horrible! no night-time recording so dream times unknown. I'm woken by remee's 4.5 hour signal. At first it starts monochrome (as usual) but as I wake up I can start to perceive the red. I turn it off and go back to sleep. (early) + visit the old college rental house kitchen and back porch. In the kitchen, on the (very) cluttered floor I see an old cookpot of mine, I pick it up, it's recently been used to cook some oily pasta, I intend to take it with me. Walk to the cooktop and there's a 2nd refrigerator where the sink should be. Walk to the back porch where the 2nd refrigerator is supposed to be, and the floor is disgusting covered in garbage. I look down and see mice, rats, and even a squirrel scurrying around in the filth. I shake my foot at them several times to get them out of my way. Go to the refrigerator which is propped open and there is nasty rotten petrified food and bottles in there from 20 years ago. Transition to some scene with FG. (middle) + epic: playing Elite: Dangerous. I'm sitting at a computer playing the game, I'm dogfighting with a ship, I'm shooting my lasers at it, and afterwards I think I need to upgrade to beam lasers. I should fly to the "Harriet?" system because there are lots of gems there, I see little gems with HUD markers floating around, red, green, blue, but I must have a fuel scoop before I can pick up the gems. Walking down the hallway of the company that wrote E, I work there. My manager (old manager ToNeu from WL) is telling a woman to do something, I'm really tired and want to go home but have to work all night, ah, such is life in the high tech sector. Down at the end of the hallway is Dwight Schrute, he has received a new shipment of Cool Stuff, I can see the open box on the floor and a glowing light emanating from what's inside, he's looking down in to the box with anticipation. I join him and there are three donuts with various toppings/icings, one is like a hot dog with orange sauce, Dwight tells me the theory of which donut to eat/use in order to intimidate others. Heading towards the front door of the building to leave, I encounter Wa (R,N). We talk about golf, I complain about wilderness golf and the unpredictable rolls and obstacles, W understands. W tells me about his round where one guy got 2 holes in one in a row. W is telling me about the holes and I'm trying to remember which ones he's talking about, I picture the golf course in my mind. I turn around and a HUGE OCEAN WAVE is coming right towards us, it is taller than our heads by a little. We duck and manage to avoid it. A second wave is right behind it however and sweeps us towards the beach. I look to see if W made it out or is stuck in the water and I see him walking away on the beach. + in a car with important document, a huge pile of papers, I put the document on the seat next to me, it's dark, I see that my trunk has popped open somehow and I have to go close it before I can drive, but I realised I'm in my underwear and I don't want to go out, I'll have to get dressed first + I see a live computer diagnostic overlay of the internal systems in a car, the structure of the car in wireframe, the systems build on top of each other, I realize a car is a highly complex mechanism, who could possibly understand even the wheel/brake system? Look at all the systems there, even the wireframe for the front seat is complex. I see a computer diagnostic display of Dwight Schrute's head overlaid on top of his real head, focusing on the visual systems. Wireframe displays of the internal structure of the eye appear one after the other, I call them out as I see them: lens, retina, etc., (last) + I'm on a ship like a ferry boat, standing near the aft on near the water level, someone says something about how the bubbles from the wake of the ship break up the deeper they go (?). Vladimir Putin comes down from the bridge and accidentally meets the hijacker, they both stop dead in their tracks and consider each other for a while before continuing on their way. I rewing and consider some different possibilities, like Putin shooting the hijacker with a pistol instantly upon seeing him.
kind of weird night, some recall easy, some hard, some time awake, make it back to sleep, late morning jumbled recall (early morning) + playing (real, not wacky) pool/billiards, planning shots, making shots, I pot 3 object balls and scratch so I need to pull them all out and spot them back on the table. I start to play a tournament game, my opponent breaks, a thunderous big break and pockets lots of balls, he moves very quickly around the table to the end, to my right, and very quickly takes his stance and quickly and aggressively takes a few warm-up strokes. (He's a kind of player who moves really fast, which annoys me), he shoots and double-taps the cue ball with his stick. I step forward and call "double tap!". The referees start arguing that the shot is OK, diagrams of geometry start appearing on the table and the voice-over narration that says doulble-taps within these areas are in fact allowed. I disagree with this and some of the spectators are on my side voicing objection that this can't be right. + I'm lying on my stomach in bed with my head to the right (same position as in waking, an unusual position, my last resort when both sides are sore), and watching through an open door into the hallway and into the room across the hall, where my old HS GF getting (un)dressed. I'm looking at her pull a shirt on/off over her head hoping for a good view, and pretend to be sleeping (closing/squinting my eyes) when she looks my way. She later comes into my room and I try to sit up/wave and hope to catch her attention. I want her to come over and to hug/kiss her. She comes over but she's brought a hyperactive Asian young man who's really noisy and talking to himself and very jittery, she introduces him as one of her parent's adopted kids. I move to the next adjoining room to my left and there are some older guys there, and a window, and I see the neighbor's house through the window looks like they're doing construction on it (saw such a wall on a waking life walk earlier that evening), and those guys tell the loud kid that he'll bother the neighbors. Then she brings two Asian girls over, and all 3 of the Asians sit on the edge of my bed, KS introduces them also as adopted children. I think "quite an adoption racket these parents have going, they're obviously only into it for the money." I wonder if they're Japanese, I can't tell. Then I notice them bowing slightly and decide they are in fact Japanese. I decide to try out my new Japanese language skills on them (true in waking). I stand up from bed, get a bit stuck in the sheets, but make it up, they protest a little that there's no need for me to get up. But I then say loudly and confidently, "HAJIMEMASHITE" (Nice to meet you). As I pronounce this word all 3 of them jump as if given a strong electric shock, and sit completely still afterwards, with "deer in the headlights" expressions on their faces. Afterwards I want to complete the introduction, and try to say "my name is <name>", but I can't remember the Japanese for "I/me", I know it's 3 syllables but can't remember them, it's very frustrating, I end up saying some nonsense syllables like "I-I-NA-RI <my name> DESU", I know it's wrong the guy says "yeah, that's not right," I say I forgot, he says "that's OK, just write it on the back of your shirt." (later morning) + ex GF SB is living in my old college rental house, apparently all by herself. Where's everybody else? I wouldn't mind living here, heck, it's a convenient location. Some laundry has turned purple, I'm looking at a sneaker with light purple-stained (used to be white) laces. Oh, great, someone mixed in something purple with the whites. I go to the laundry machine which is outside on the sidewalk outside a frat house. My sheets are in a laundry basket on top of the machine, I pick them up, are they clean? One is damp, maybe they're still dirty. + I'm preparing for some quality time with a NSFW magazine, I hear some people approaching and I hide it under the bed. Later (after another dream?), I'm sitting on top of the bed, leaning on my left hip which covers the mag under the blankets. Someone says "what's that?". I say "nothing." I then see that the incriminating mag is half-sticking out from the side of the bed, I quickly snap it up and toss it under the bed. A guy again asks "What's THAT!?" I keep saying "NOTHING!" + weird sequence about thinking about making out with a girl floating down a hallway, I'm sort of in control?, because I'm dreaming?, people ask her what her problem is but I know it's because she's dreaming...? + the famous doctor is leaving for Europe (who's going to help the dreaming girl above?) but allows us to use his extensive library + in some hall (the library?), people are saying goodbye, aren't they going to say it to me? I pull out a reed (there's a bit taken off of one corner), have some trouble putting it on my instrument, but I do, then I play a bunch of fast scales to really impress the audience while they're filing into the hall.
Updated 09-17-2014 at 05:12 PM by 65364
*+ long adventure, conflict, they're going to blame the IT team, interfering with people in a large mall, expecting punishment. *Flying in to the main square on the street for the conclusion, my son S2 says his entire IT class is going to be blamed, I think that's not fair. *Off to the side some guys are dressed in football uniforms. *Earlier, I was in a small room with a large group. *Later I was pushing and pulling people around with a very long pole + covertly passing items to a co-conspirator by remotely sending them (via telepathy) to distant holes hidden in the ground. *I'm able do dig these holes by stretching my arm mentally to the destination and thrusting my mental hand into the ground + stuck in an underground maze after chasing a coin down a hole, the paths are all too small to fit through* + (lucid #63) see cute girl, walk by, see her again later wearing less, basically a small black bikini-like outfit, she's leaning up against a wall, I stop and look closely at her, realize her face is a bit out of proportion (too large) and is not that beautiful but I'm still attracted to her, I get lucid, try to will her to get undressed, wonder where she would put her clothes (in a bag?) I can't move or turn, it feels like any sort of movement on my part will end the dream, wondering what I can do about this, it ends anyway + sitting on a stool in a restaurant bar talking with the bartender about a famous restauranteur that I knew (real memory including his name), I'm have trouble speaking, I think that's odd, that normally only happens in dreams (doh!) + at a swimming pool I'm concerned about losing my flip flops, I walk around to find a closet to put them in, I think they will be stolen, I look down at them they're brown plastic shower sandals lined with little massage buds all over, there are lots of other sandals in that closet (f) *some people are going on a tour (f) a woman is on the run and is slipping in to a "safe room" just off of the sidewalk that had been prepared for her, is there a bathroom in there? I see her open the door, slip inside, and close the door behind her (f) some people are taking pictures at a tourist site *+ epic: dinner party at the rich guy's house, his girlfriend is coming on to me in front of him (and my wife!), he leaves, we tour the house including an awesome rec room, he returns, the girlfriend boasts how she's going to get a whole new wardrobe out of him* This woman (I'm current age, she about the same, were all "mature adults" here) is flirting with me the entire time: at one point we hold hands behind my back, but the rich guy can see * *Then she gives me a present, a card which one one side has her name written (gibberish) and on the other side a 3-d heart made from ribbons folded on the card, made from a gift the rich guy had given her (so its another slap in the face to him). *When walking around the enormous house she walks past me from my left to my right, trailing her finger slowly *and seductively across my stomach, I respond by reaching out with my right arm and lightly/playfully *smacking her between her shoulder blades. * Once the rich guy is gone we (whole group of us) tour the house, and go upstairs where we had not yet been. *In a long hallway, the right side wall is made of glass, I think the entire side and roof of the house is glass and will have a fabulous view, but the wall is not very tall and the ceiling is opaque so the house does not meet my expectations, but I still manage to look out and see a vista extending off into rolling hills in the far distance. *Walk into a large dim bedroom and see a large bed to the left. *More glass on the right, this is obscured glass you can't see through it only light comes through. Walking down now stairs into the rec room basement, I see several large round tubs holding *lots of bottles of wine: of course this rich guy has an impressive wine cellar here and *I point this out to a male friend next to me. *The room is huge. *There are around a dozen large game tables spread all around the room, weird billiard tables with lots of bumpers on them and holes kind of like a skee-ball game, there's a large media area (playing advertisements?), I think I see a normal pool table somewhere in the room. *Leave back up outside, I see the old rich guy has returned, we go back down to the rec room and I tell him "I'm quite a billiards player, well, pool actually". * The rich guy offers a male friend a small ice cream bar, andthe guy declines saying he could perhaps just take one bite. Back down in the rec room the woman who was flirting *with me is talking about how she's going to get an entire new wardrobe out of the rich guy (to make up for her bad behavior?)
Lots of scenes, no recording so early dreams fuzzy, and scenes as recalled fairly short + (early, was long, detail lost) In some large company, lots of people around, I get someone mad at me, they mount a huge campaign against me including posting newsletters with my picture on them (looks like Mr. Spock) +(f) I'm entering the swimming pool area, the turnstyles are gone now, that's convenient, I can walk directly to the pool to my left, and do so. +(f) pizza pizza everywhere, I'm in an industrial kitchen and baking pizza, it's all around me + I'm at a gourmet buffet, starting on the right and moving to the left, filling my plate, examining the dishes closely, gourmet salad to the left, they're filming a documentary on the place and I'm in the way, fill my plate too full and need to get another one so I can "extract" the food piled on the bottom + Meet wife at restaurant, she enthusiastically brings me to the cannoli chef at the bar who's eagerly awaiting my arrival to serve me his signature dish + lying down, looking up at beautiful girl who's standing in her skimpy underwear next to me, she's shy, "I don't want you looking at me!" she says poutily, (are we 'getting together'?), she's very concerned about small near-invisible skin growths on her face, I see them up close and think they're nothing to worry about, her lovely right boob is fully exposed for a few seconds + the van arrives and the stern communist women dressed in red are going to try to convert us (me, 2 girls, we're faithful to the cause), the commies pass around wine but we don't drink from it, we drink our own, one girl gets very drunk, I very affectionately put my arms around her from the back and tell her she's had enough, cheek to cheek, her (boyfriend?) who's also drunk says it's his job to tell her that. + (late recall, long, mostly gone) action adventure in large industrial zone in dim light, planting explosives, retracting planks from the mother ship can he jump on in time? + friend MD is addressing a large crowd, he keeps calling himself "Alice," I think perhaps this is his baptized name?, I ask him afterwards "did your name change?" he says he has "Multiple Names Disorder" where he keeps naming himself differently in public, he has a distorted/too-tall face. + standing on a long sloping beach in evening lighting, see my dad emerging from the water, can't see mom I start to panic and run to the water, then I see her returning from a walk down the beach in a salmon outfit and funny hat, she picks up a small girl on the ground who turns upside down and falls onto a (recliner?), I say "ouch!", the girl's dad then picks her up and speaks in a foreign language and walks away.
23:30 1mg melatonin 00:00 Tuesday 2014-09-09 Big night! dream lucid comments 06:10 + Shark park I see a Ford Taurus (big wagon with bulging round back end) drive up out of a body of water, it was entirely submerged, it drives to the left up the stairway and stops. Inside is my ex gf SB, the car is entirely filled with water, and a huge shark. I have to figure out how to get her out. I open the passenger left side door and plan to extract SB to save her (no more water in there). I just see her leg, I think I will distract the shark by making a long deep incision in SB's leg from her ankle towards her knee with my pocket knife (!!). We have to get the timing right. She says do it, I ask "Now!?" I ask again "Now!?" then do it: I make an about 6-inch incision from her ankle going up her leg, I see red leg meat inside, the cut is pretty deep about 1/4 inch at least. We're standing outside the car, a middle-aged couple (man+woman) is walking nearby there, "Help!" I call to them, to get assistance for my friend's leg. They're leery of helping, the woman ways "You know if we help them we're obligated to investigate/get involved" but the man said "Yeah well what can we do?". He starts asking me all sorts of questions about where I was earlier and did I have the knife with me before, I thought these questions were ludicrous: I had been walking earlier in the park with my dog, and had been whittling a stick with my pocket knife, DUH! The shark is under control on a leash but LOOK OUT it can get off, it's escaped, it's huge, a great white, about 15 feet long and at least a meter or more in diameter, it lunges at the man and corners the man up against a hedge, I say "careful! That thing could eat you!" I'm trying to reach for my automatic machine gun but it doesn't work. + Something about a thing will cost around $200,000, that means split 3 ways we'll each end up paying around $70,000 + In a stadium, a girl is putting on a school colors sweatshirt (mostly gold/yellow) and talking about the sports program, will the stadium be used for boys athletics only or also girls? Almost (or do, briefly), fall asleep with my phone in my hand before journaling shark park while doing recall. Tired, don't want to get up. Dang it, cool dream, must journal it, so I do. Don't want to get up, a bit cold and I'm sleepy. Decide if you want LDs must get up for WBTB, I had already prepared 20 drops of wormwood tincture in a shot glass to drink with some water. Did Dreamer-MILD (incubate location, notice dream signs), Zipplord47 self-hypnosis (notice when dreaming), then took wormwood, back to sleep didn't take too long 07:xx(?) unsure, didn't journal at waking + I'm in a computer lab, I need to find a free station for a guy to use, I walk around down the full table and find a free one, the computer is a combination old ADM3A terminal and modern computer, I ask does he know how to login? He says he doe. + work/baseball I'm arriving to work in a large open room, a girl is saying I have her music book, I doubt it but reaching my desk I see a pile of books leaning up against the screen and one of them is hers I'm sure. My station is at a desk with another person's computer, mine is to the left. There is a large scaffolding set up right over my table, workmen are up there doing something, I'm concerned about stuff falling on my computer. The workman is trying to insert some electrical cable into some slot, the slots are labelled like "I-1", "I-2", etc. My manager directs the workman to plug in the big-screen TV to the cable feed, the workman says he'll have to notify upper management about turning on the TV, my manager laughs and says she's already gotten permission, he plug it in and there's a professional baseball game on the TV, I see the players swarming over the field, it's a night game and the field is poorly lit, quite dim. Then I'm there on the field, sitting in a large indentation/trough along the first-base line. I look up and see GMT with a big huge fat face sitting in the stands and eating, he's with his fat wife and some other friends enjoying the game, I stand up and wave to them, they see me and wave back we meet and greet. While I'm standing nearby first base a batter hits a line drive down the first base line, I watch the ball it to see if it's fair or foul, it looks barely fair, the batter runs quickly around the bases, he comes close to me I think I need to get back out of the way, I notice his foot misses first base, nobody cares. Another batter back in a team area starts psyching himself up out loud, "I'm going to blast a line-drive right into center field! I'm going to really wack that ball <etc for a while.>" I think he's trying to talk smack to really get himself pumped up, I think he's stupid. He gets to bat and drives one foul down the first-base line and I call out "Hah, not much of a line drive to center!" He tries again I think and misses, I decide not to heckle him because: 1) he's trying his best, and 2) he could probably kick my ass. The players are all very large and athletic/tall a bunch of them are black. I'm looking around the field and am not impressed. It doesn't look much like a pro baseball diamond: the outfield is irregularly shaped and not very deep, and the stands can only hold about a few hundred people, quite small. I say "this is more like a playground than a stadium....it's a playground!". + playing chess (late in day recall), thinking about rook moves + lost my bridge, I'm going to have to go all day with a gap in my teeth (late morning recall) 08:38 + LD #62 I'm walking and realize my waist bag is hanging very low down from its normal position and it's open. I get into argument with annoying girl, we're both very angry with each other, and accuse each other of being immature. Enter into a building, a store of some sort? I choose to walk a different way, my path becomes blocked by tall things, I decide to fly up over them. I fly up to the ceiling, turn around, and look down at the floor and get lucid while still floating up at the ceiling. The floor is made of industrial tiles like used in hospitals/schools. I want to land, this is cool, I approach the floor slowly, it takes a while to get there, I'm anticipating my landing and it's pretty rough, I sort of tumble on the floor and hit the floor with my arm and my leg. I stand up and instantly think about doing TOTM. I'm in a classroom, standing to the right and back a bit from the teacher's desk. I go to the teachers desk, he's an older-middle-aged man with very crinked bags around both of his eyes. I get down close and look him right in the face and tel him to give me my fortune cookies (I like this form of summon, worked for the wand, too!) he starts leading me to the right side of the room, as we're walking I tell an adult man sitting at a desk to take off his shoes and have them ready for me to wear later (DC summon #2! How's that for thinking ahead!? ). The teacher leads me to an empty desk with about 5 regular looking fortune cookies in plastic wrappers. I open one and pick up a traditional looking fortune slip of rectangular white paper, see small faint Chinese Kanji. I turn the small white paper over and read some text which seems garbled and nonsense. At this point some more people are joining to enjoy the hilarious fortunes. There are more and more fortunes appearing on the desk building up in a pile, now they're written on paper like they were torn from crumpled brown paper lunch sacks, they are multiplying on the desk top. I pick up a large one and it's from "Leticia" who's going on and on about Jesus in messy/uneven small-child-like handwriting in different colors). I decide to move on and cross the room to the other (left as facing the front) side, picking up the shoes the DC guy made ready for me, with laces, on my way. I'm really happy and having a great time. I sit down on the floor, put on the shoes (beige loafers but with laces) and tie the shoes. I run through the tying sequence in my mind. I then start trying to tie the laces of a a girl's shoes who's sitting to my left, and I can't untangle the laces. I then see that her shoes didn't have this lace at all, they were already tied with short fuzzy laces, and I relalize I've already tied my own and should move on. While I'm sitting on the floor I look up to the front of the room at the teach at his desk, look at the chalkboard behind him (some vague diagrams are written there) and call out "So what's the next lesson?". I'm looking all around and notice that on the wall next to the two girls (they're twins) are rows and rows of little colorful stuffed toys attached to and covering the wall. I think about touching things like the floor to engage. Someone says that it's a good thing that there are no girls in the class because they'd just cause trouble like the two twins do. I think "Ok, what's next?" Toilet -- uh uh. Patronus! I stand up and look across the room, and I see 3 witches, male and female, old, two in front of me standing close, one standing more to my left across the room, have appeared there. They are wearing in full black robes and tall traditional black witches pointy hats they are standing and looking at me! I think for a second about a wand but just stretch out my arm, point my finger at one of them, and shout EXPECTO PATRONUM!! Some white mist shoots out of my finger forming a small cloud and there's some fizzling but no animal, it dissipates quickly. I go over to the one I pointed at (a woman, McGonagall?) and say "oh, you're the good guys, aren't you?!" and "you've brought my wand, give it to me!" (DC summon #3!). She instantly takes out a wand from her robes and hands it to me, it's beautiful: black, about 18 inches in length, tapered wide at bottom to narrow at top, covered in indentations (like toothmarks on a pencil), and some iridescent colors like blue & orange are shining as I turn it to look at it, I run my hand up the wand and am well pleased. It's time to go bad guy hunting with my witch friends, and I run out if the room into the hallway. Unfortunately, at the last second I call back for the girl who's shoes I tried tying and she comes to me, I pick her up in my arms so that she wraps her legs about my waist, kiss her, and hold/carry her there the rest of the dream where I'm running down stairs and enter a large open area. Spoiler for Explicit NSFW action, you've been warned: My attention turns fully to the girl I'm still carrying/holding in my arms. I reach down with a hand behind her and up her dress, and feel all around her (ahem), she's sopping wet, and so tight that I can't really find the opening. I'm poking around a while and she says something slightly plaintively "You can't put it in that way!?" I've turned and am heading towards something in the distance that looks like a bowling alley. I say "OK well let's go from the front then!" and I grab my (ahem) and bring it to to her's and start to push in, and just as a sensation of entry begins, the dream fades. Spoiler for Explicit NSFW action, you've been warned: Fogelbise would be proud, I accomplished his trademark Reach Down For Moisture (there was a lot) before the dream ended. I really wish I had avoided the girl thing because frankly the task and adventure part of the dream was so much more fun. Real incentive to avoid caveman in the future!
22:47 4mg melatonin 23:30? bedtime 00:00 Saturday 2014-09-07 03:45 alarm, 2x 4mg Galantamind, 2x 300mg Alpha-GPC, 2 rye crackers, glass of milk I have the feeling I had been dreaming. Then I recall the dreams -- interesting, 4mg melatonin is the most I've ever taken, and I had recall after only about 4 hours. + lying down outdoors on the ground/street which is a giant curving smooth piece of ice, either Winnie-the-pooh or Christopher Robin cannot deal with this road of ice, someone was hurt. It's very smooth, slippery, and hard, slightly curved, long and wide. + I'm sitting down to work in a large open room, there is a security bunker up above the room and to the right of me set into the wall at about 10 feet above the ground with several large windows/openings, it is plain concrete walls, I think "wow they have absolutely no decorations in there, I wonder how they like it,", I'm looking up at the 3 guys in the bunker, one of them, in the right-most window, looks back at me for a few seconds before looking away, they've decided I'm OK. They're talking amongst themselves. later these guys are talking about an employee who left to another company, and one who will probably not leave, pizza delivery -- "short stack" boxes which you get to eat all on your own I'm up on a roof, the security guys were talking about how "Leonid" was going to take a job in another country, but that "the French guys didn't get anybody." This may have been in a foreign language. Some pizza was delivered in "short boxes," which are not as tall as normal pizza boxes. If you get a short box you are allowed to eat the entire pizza yourself, one guy took one and I got one. + Walking buy a 2-story strip-mall, I see an attractive blonde woman well-dressed she's giving some pitch to nobody in particular, I think I've seen her before, I ask my wife "hey didn't we meet her in the airport in Europe somewhere?" Wife disagreed but I'm pretty sure I'm right, she's on the phone giving someone a sales pitch, her name is Lei or Leica and her name is outisde her office on a sign at the stripmall. +(f) I'm in a room, the maids are outside, I don't want them to see me. (mid-morning) reading for a while, trying to sleep. Try SSILD for a while and get distracting very bright fireworks-like HI: big bright blobs of colors and purple sparkly dots + diving down into deep murky water to save the drowning girl, there's little hope, I think I grasp her hand at last and try to bring her up 08:43 + self-pleasing impossible activity, I actually manage to do it a little bit. I'm thinking about naked pictures of a particular pose, it transforms to be gross. I'm sleeping but I hear people approaching, I wonder if I should check my laptop to see if the NSFW content is showing, I look at it and wow it's good that I did because there's a full-screen NSFW picture there, I clear it and try to lock the screen, but can't find the ALT key to hit ALT-L, someone's getting closer and closer and I finally hit it. + In my parent's living room, my wife is walking around by the window, and I think "maybe I should check to see if this is a dream, because I may not have been here before this" but I don't check.(ARGH! ). I'm sitting at a table full of gadgets, the piano is to my right, my mother hands me something and says "will you put this back, please?" and I answer "what is this from? I have no idea what this is." A man is near me to the left by the buffet doing something with a VCR which is down on the floor, I see some of the lights/words on the display panel, it turns out he's sending email from the VCR, I say "I had no idea you could send email from a VCR!" There's a second VCR on the buffet. I wonder if I shouldn't just let him use our normal internet device, that would be easier for him. I know he's the 2nd clarinet player, and I wonder what he's doing here, is he here for a carpool? I come around to the other side of the table in the center of the room looking back over this table and see that the guitar had been laid down on its back on top of a pile of things, I think someone has moved it out of the way to sit at the table. Then I realize that the thing my mom gave to me was the battery compartment cover located on the back of a charging device. I was happy to find what this thing was for. I pick up the main device and turn it around to look at its front. There were 3 old-style rotary telephones (I see the dials and the handsets) attached to this device, with modular plugs plugging into the housing of this device. I think this is a really convenient device, you can plug in all your phones to it. There is a phone list attached to the front of the device, the top part had handwritten notes, I recognized it as my mother's handwriting. One of the entries was for "the double-GUID" and I knew this was a computer tech support phone number, I fondly think about how my parent's always write down technical things in complete detail on sheets of paper. In the typed area I recognize the word "sexist." I have to charge this device so I cross the room and sit on the right-side of the couch by the TV, I think my dad is to my right, I think I could plug in batteries to this thing, and I look around me and see a dozen or more rechargable AA batteries strewn around the place, it's messy, sitting on the table in front of me, on the couch, and some plugged in to a charging unit with 1-2 batteries in it and about 8 empty slots. I think I'll have to plug this device into a wall, batteries will not have enough power to charge the device. --------------------- Then my wife shakes me awake to tell me where she's leaving the key
Updated 09-07-2014 at 09:36 AM by 65364
Finally! Some variety again, and a smattering of lucidity: (early morning) + Visiting with TZ, he his not friendly, when it comes time to leave I extend my hand, and he extends his with his hand bent forward so I must shake his wriist, it's a poor handshake, as we're contining to leave TZ complains about having invited us to B, I talking about how I give good handshakes to someone else + young son S2 wants some juice, he's choking on something + see exposed left boob of hot girl outside in a yard party, she's "the cat" someone says, I'm in a house with an actual cat, stretching its arms up over its head trying to see its girl boobs, there is an open wall of glass windows, I close the windows and examine the little strange locking mechanism at the base of the glass, and pull the curtains, I see another cat sitting by the window +(f) talk about the entrance to the L Ha Sc how it used to be down below and the upper plaza didn't have a connection to the street + it's raining on my old stereo equipment outside, I see the tuner, I need to move it to shelter under the bridge while I figure out how I'm going to get it dried out and moved to where it's going, I pick it up and carry it, holding it so that the water will drain out of the ventilation slits, and wonder how long it will be before I can turn it on without ruining it, under the bridge I see the cardboard back of a TV up close and some man says something (late morning: battle back to sleep, won!) + I'm seated in a bus which is driving, outside on the sidewalk I see a guy dribbling a red/white/blue basketball like I used to have. As were driving by him for a prank he throws the ball at the closed window a few seats in front of me, it hits with a loud CRACK, then I see the basketball is *inside* the bus stuck to the window sill, I'm confused how it got inside the bus, the ball is deflating, the window sill must be sharp. + (lucid) (maybe continuation of above) I'm walking outside, (thinking about college courses?) and can't find keys/wallet in either of my pockets, "I'm screwed" I think, then I remembe my wallet is probably in my bag so its OK, I then turn a corner to the left, look up at sky and get lucid, my first thought is Yes! Finally! and I'm looking at the scene, its on a semi-urban street corner like near downtown B, the view is super clear/vivid, I "slow down" and decide to stabilize, to engage the scene I reach for a blue metal box attached to a telephone pole right next to me, I grab it with my right hand and try to feel the sensation, it is very faint I can barely feel it, and wake up/transition. + (semi) see a hot girl in tight/short shorts a few feet in front of me, I appreciate the view, I zoom up to her and grab her a$$ two handed from her front side, imagine some action with her, and try to will myself into full lucidity but the scene fades. + inside present day home (rare!), I'm lying in bed (which is not correctly oriented), I hear some dripping sounds, so I stick my head out and look at an area next to the bed underneat the beds cabinet frame and think I perhaps could be dreaming, but I do not get lucid. While I"m down there I hear the sound of water flowing and look at the other wall near this corner and see that there's a small slit opening into our room at the bottom of a raingutter drainpipe that (false memory) runs down the outside of the house at that point outside the wall. I see water flowing over the wood floor at a depth of about 1/4 to 1/2 an inch, oh crap I have to fix this. I'm trying to get out of bed but I can't get untangled from the sheets for a long time, I keep trying to throw them off of me but they won't get off of me. Finally I stand up and look out the window on to the street, I see a large road work crew therewith large yellow backhoes right next to our window, I see a dug-up area and think they're working on the road and that they probably hit the drainpipe causing it to flow into our room. I see 3 little small "mini-cat" style diggers with treads instead of wheels quickly zip over the dug-out area, cleaning it up. The hole is so big that they barely avoid falling in, the 3rd one jerk a bit almost falling in when passing over it. I go to my wife who is elsewhere in the house getting dressed and warn her a few times that "there are about 100 men working just outside". I return to my room and find my son nosing around on my laptop and I get angry and tell him to get off of it. + walking down F drive past park to MR's house, as the road begins to bend to the right I see up ahead that vegetation on the left side of the road has completely blocked the left side, leaving only 1 lane, the right, passable. A bit farther ahead I see that some of these branches are lying in the road and think someone must finally be starting to clear this blockage. I reach MR's house, iI think I should call him before just going up and ringing the dorbell. I see a large tall salvia plant with bright beautiful red flowers, I touch and examine the leaves of the plant and think I have one similar to it.
00:00 Friday 2014-09-05 YET ANOTHER broken night, wife was involved in a traffic accident (very minor) and so with all the paperwork, etc., she didn't get home until 2am, I was so tired I couldn't sleep for a while. 02:00? bed time 09:45? got up to bathroom before recall, bad move, forgot tons of dream time. Lucky to recover this much given the circumstances of the night: Big pizza night: + arranging toppings on pizza: your favorite toppings go in the middle, you leave a space for them and put them there, pepperoni is especially good to put there. + In some sort of store my attention is focused on a box on the floor, packaged in cardboard, I know inside this package is a book about computer VLSI design which I want, I open the packaging and take out the book to look at it, also a large transparent plastic sealed bag of approved frozen pizza toppings (looks like sausage & pepperoni) also comes out of the package. Some pizza toppings don't work: you can tell this by trying to cook the pizza with that topping and looking to see if the whole pizza turns black. + I turn a corner to the right and enter a room, and see immediately that there are workmen redecorating the kitchen counters, I see that the counters are MUCH deeper than before and approve strongly of this change: they extend out a longer distance from the wall now. There will be even enough room for everyone to put down their pizzas on the counter at a big pizza party. The workmen are in the process of covering the counters with a spongy cover material, they're trying to tape it at the base of the wall and stretch it over the counter surfaces. I wonder if this will work because the underlying texture of the counters is not flat, it's a 3d raised texture pattern, the covering will probably not ever sit flat, and may bunch up and tear, the workmen are not able yet to get this covering to sit flat. + (no pizza!) I'm painting a small bicycle in a bathroom with shiny reflective silver paint. I want to cover the entire bicycle so it's one solid stainless steel/silver looking bike. I also paint the handlebar basket, and I'm about to paint a stainless steel cup that goes in the basket but I look at it closely and determine it's already entirely the correct colour. I put the cup into the basket which is now attached again to the handlebars. I think about how much paint I need: probably just one (molecule?) think is enough this is a strong paint. I take the bike down off of the edge of the tub and see below me on the floor that about a dozen small/medium splotches of silver paint have dropped down on to the peach-colored rug/carpet. I should have used a drop cloth. Some guy (JD from N?) says "that's why I always use the spare seat" and I see an image of an upside down bucket. Oh so much more , lots of dreaming in there, just beyond reach of recall. Dang it, really had to go to the bathroom upon waking, should have held it and done recall before getting up.
00:00 Thursday 2014-09-04 01:00 pre & bedtime. very late! 07:30 alarm + iI'm getting out of bed in my dorm room. I take my slippers out from underneath the blankets, what are those dirty slippers doing in the bed!? My desk is against the window, my second desk is at a right angle to it to the right extending into the room. My roommate, CL, has only one desk. There is an ironing board to the right of my 2nd desk up against it, I fold it away, it folds into CL's desk. I like my main desk against the window so I can see the view while I work. I'm looking at a small object with a screw/bolt on the top I need a screwdriver to turn it, FG shows me where one is and talks about the device for a little, it needs a flat-head screwdriver. I go out the window onto the ledge and look into the next room which extends out beyond our wall on the right, it's the girls room, there are a bunch of girls in there. Some girls and a menacing guy are in another open space, he's treating the girls badly? I have a side/close view of somebody who is really hairy all over. + an apartment building on a corner is subject to earthquakes that's why nobody wants to buy it. It's a sharp corner pointing to the right. The building may also be subject to water damage at the foundation. Something about evacuating the residents? +(f) in a group of people I name them.
22:43 pre-bedtime 3mg melatonin to help reset sleep schedule 00:00 Wednesday 2014-09-03 04:30 + I'm in an ocean-view apartment with my wife, I go to the front door to look out at the ocean, I will look through a tall narrow window, I want to smell the ocean air as well. I do not want to go out on the street. I get to the window and open it and look out, far away is a bright beautiful blue ocean scene, there is lots of driftwood in the water looking like little toothpicks at this distance. I go out into an entrance area and look all around it, it is as wide as the house but very short, just a meter or two, I see some sparse furniture like a chair and a vase(?), I want to take a picture of this area and send it to my sister but that's silly because she helped us move in and already saw the place. I turn around and look back into the apartment. I'm amazed at how huge our apartment is. It is a large carpeted (white/beige) expanse that is actually the street view of the court my childhood home is located on, the view is part outdoors, part indoors. Turning to my left I see/know there's an attachment there and another entire home is located through that entryway, (there's some thought about this and my dad says to keep things the way they are?) + I've returned to company N after being only 2 weeks at company B. I feel rather bad about leaving company B, I don't want to face B's president, but some other people have also left to return to N including childhood friend ChBnr. I'm sitting in a group with JW from company N. Maybe I can receive double salary for a while? + serving ice cream to an (indian?) man. I'm speaking and offering a choice of chocolate <this>, chocolate <that>, Funky Monkey. He says he wants probably the chocolate one the fruity one is too sweet and I agree with this, I have a scoop in my hand and a large, open multi-gallon container of ice cream in front of me. + in an inside location, no room for the group, they could sleep in the elevator that's going up to the right, they don't want to, there may be a red mat at the top for them to sleep on + different options for getting back out chip design: there are various simulators but we could just get the real design back from the foundry right away, and if so what's the point of the other options? + talking to the neighbors of childhood home, I was amazed to find that after all these years, the mother there was originally from <my country>, and tried to remember/pronounce the name of her city several times more dreams but they're buried deeply, didn't want to dig for them at the possible expense of insomnia. Well sh*t, insomnia anyway 05:30 get up eat bowl of cereal 07:45 breakfast duty 09:00? back to bed, exhausted, fall asleep pretty quickly 12:45 still exhausted but decide to get up Lots of dreams but just too tired to remember them: +(f) entering a forbidden hallway with guards down at the other end who come running to me +(f) in a house giving a ring as a present to a woman +(f) outdoors in a garden fussing with a hose some threatening guy comes by and lots more but they faded away
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