No recall.
Frags: Taking a good look at my haircut in the mirror, I realize it looks completely stupid. I cut my hair for a short haircut, but I've been letting it grow long without re-styling it. My friend pointed out to me earlier today [IRL: yesterday] that it's usually pretty obvious when people are trying to grow long hair without really knowing what they're doing. I feel pretty embarrassed.
Frags: a nighttime striptease video with unusual cutting technique
Frags: I'm scrolling through the list of games on my console. It's a cover view; three covers per row and a lot of rows to scroll past. Suddenly I reach a section with about eight rows with the Godzilla "G" on the cover in various colors. I'm impressed by the longevity of the game franchise and the consistency of the cover design.
[I don't remember whether these were all part of one dream, or each part of a separate one.] Frags: "living room: afraid of dark and shouting "light"; dad brings yellow Oreos for breakfast; I want to use recipe book at first; my sister is there"
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Frags: "stolen record player doesn't work""yellow knotted rope conveyor belt," featuring a person I'm studying with now and a person the year below me in high schoola pretty good sex dream (I didn't wake up at the end of it)
Fragments (LUCID) [Okay, I know this was a lucid dream, but I didn't have time to record it at the time, regrettably. Here's what I can remember.] A topless girl is in bedroom. Later, I reset to a checkpoint in a bedroom. I unplug the ethernet cable. Outside there is a TV. Earlier I was tasting Goldfish and some other food. I go out to a glowing hall. An old man catches my attention: I wonder if he's my dream guide. I approach him and open my mouth, but he cuts me off. "Shut up, just shut up and follow that guy," he says, pointing. "We'll meet you here in a few hours. Don't look for us; we'll find you. Shut up and follow him." So I do. I catch up to the other guy. He comments that I was the fastest person to catch up so far. I arrive in a common area with people wearing Hogwarts uniforms. They've been training their lucid skills inspired by the Harry Potter universe. Right now they're trying to jump up and touch the high, vaulted ceiling of the room. Someone says something about having enough brains. They don't think I can do it because I've only just started training. But I try, and after a few warm-up jumps, I manage it. Somehow a backwards roll is involved.