Hot Porn I'm re-watching an unusually good porn video. There's a strange jump cut in the middle, though, that confuses me. Frags: "Thanksgiving plot (which class? hwk done?)"
Have to Study I suddenly realize that I have only a few hours left to study for my Formal Languages final at 1:30. [Interestingly, that /is/ the actual time of the final, though at the time of dreaming I still had an entire day left to study. I woke from this dream feeling definitely anxious.] Frags: "professor story""psychological [illegible]""borrow car, teleport?, materialize car""machine gun"
Frags: "Stonehenge giant""high computing power""abyss""Rite of Spring" [I haven't been updating on schedule because it's finals week. Predictably, after so much time, I have no recollection of any of these dreams.]
More Acrobatics (4:10) (LUCID) I'm jumping around a room and doing backflips. At some point, I realize that I'm dreaming. I try to duplicate some moves I've done previously. There is a man in the room who comments, "I've always thought that anything you like doing is worth doing three times." I think this is very wise. Log Cabin Tent (10:46) I'm setting up our family's tent at the campsite before the rest of them arrive. Its walls are made of logs, and they unroll in sheets. I'm trying to set up a pole when somehow I drop it. It falls precipitously into the neighboring campsite, where another family is setting up. They express commiseration and come over to try to help me, but I show them that even though it looks like a log cabin, it's not really any harder to assemble than a tent, so I can manage on my own. Suddenly the family's dog runs in the front door, barking. It jumps up to put its paws on the front wall, and the wall falls over. Okay, I'm willing to admit to the family that /that/ was annoying. They apologize and leave in order to restrain their dog. Later, I'm getting ready for bed, when I realize that all of the windows are open and everyone in the nearby campsites can see me undressing. There are at least five people visible, walking around. So I stop what I'm doing and go around zipping up windows. Suddenly I hear another zipper, and I see a shadow on the roof that indicates someone is walking by, zipping up the ceiling window as they go. It feels like an uncomfortable violation of my privacy. It also makes me feel bad, because that person was evidently annoyed by my undressing--enough so to come over to close the windows zirself. At some point my family shows up, and we start decorating the house. Right now, it's the kids' job to chop up garlic into bead-sized pieces and put them in small dishes in the guest rooms. The garlic is lilac-colored. It seems like a rather silly chore, but my parents insist that the guests will appreciate it. When I'm almost done, I notice that the ziploc bag containing the garlic is itself made of garlic. Not wanting to waste any, I cut off a piece of the bag with approximately the same mass as the other pieces we've been cutting. I put it in the bowl, but somehow I can't bring myself to leave it there. It looks so stupid sitting next to the uniformly shaped other pieces. Frags: "dishwashing" (?)a road map with a yellow highlighted route--some kind of tour
No recall. [I definitely woke up in the middle of a dream, but after waking up I almost immediately started thinking about other things, like how I only had about twenty minutes this morning to shower and eat breakfast. So naturally I don't remember the dream itself at all.]
Teacher Comments Over SSH, I open up the log file of my grading hours to find that the professor has edited it to leave me a message. I thought only I had permission to modify it. Hmmm. Oh well. Enough During a break in the lecture, I've been talking with a classmate about how to prove the next major proposition. He thinks he has an idea, so he tells the professor. The professor (who's only about 30 and has a carefree attitude) tells him he should go up to the board and present the proof to the class. My classmate is somewhat taken aback at this unusual request, but he obeys. Of course, he doesn't completely understand his proof (he only knew the general outlines), so a minute later he runs into a problem and his presentation stumbles to a halt. The professor steps in to say that it's a good start, and also, "That's probably enough for today. We'll finish the proof next time." I'm confused again, because we still have a few minutes left in class--plus it's weird that he ended the lecture with a rough student presentation. It seems to me that his carefree attitude doesn't lend itself well to being a good teacher. Feral Fox I get out of the car to see a mangy fox running around our driveway. I expect it to run away from me, but it charges! I kick at it in an attempt to avoid getting bitten. Who knows what diseases it might have. It dodges my foot and runs a few yards away, but I'm not sure if I've scared it off for good yet. Clock Lag I wake up and roll over in bed to check the time. I scribble some short notes in my dream journal, then check the time again to record when I woke up. To my surprise, the time seems to have jumped forward by five minutes. I check my cell phone's other two clocks. [My phone has three alarms, which in the dream I must have confused with separate timekeeping devices.] First one, then the other, ticks over from one minute to another minute five minutes later. It must be a kind of lag induced by having been in idle mode all night. Soon I wake up for real. [The actual time was about a half-hour earlier than the time in the dream.] Frags: "faster way home"
No recall. [The extra sleep during the past few nights wasn't improving my mood, so I decided to go the other direction and stay up late doing random Internet stuff instead. Believe it or not, I think this was actually a good decision. That, or I actually have a physical addiction to my YouTube subscriptions. . . . :-S ]
Giant Spiders I'm playing a hard HOMM3 scenario. I decide to put in a cheat code and skip to the end of the scenario, just to see what it's like. I'm moved to the end of a dungeon, where I get the key that unlocks the way to the final boss. Then I exit the cave, emerging to a darkened portion of the overworld map that I've never seen before. To the north, past some mountains, a giant pair of red eyes is moving around. The final boss must be a giant spider; I've fought these before. I look for a passage through the mountains. Then somehow the light improves and I can see the rest of the spider's body. Well, not all of it; it doesn't all fit on the screen. This spider is much bigger than the ones I've fought before. Even though this is only a game, I feel a distinct sense of fear. Suddenly I don't want to find a passage through the mountains; I start looking around the rest of the nearby map area instead. As I do, suddenly I see motion to the east. Panning over, I see a new spider, a blue one, almost as big as the other. It's looking for me, and it will get here in moments. I run away. Frags: granola barDue to an accident, I smell totally rancid.Someone is commenting on a picture of religious protesters. One of the protesters is holding a life-sized caricature of a naked man with a sign hanging from his erection. I think maybe the man is supposed to be Romney.I have to shave my beard. It's kind of a shame, because it's a full beard about an inch long and it goes well with my longer hair. [IRL: I can't grow a full beard.]
Mom's Army My mom is an evil wizard. We would be able to deal with that, but apparently she is somehow using her powers to give similar powers to other people as well. I discover this when I overhear some men talking about how they're on their way to a ceremony gain those powers and join her army. They say that she's planning to convert one percent of the world's population, then stop, allowing them to rule over the rest of humanity. This is bad news for me and the rest of my family. Cruelty to Animals A woman from the housing system has taken my family's dog for a walk while we're on a camping trip. While most everyone else is distracted, I see the woman use the shock collar to zap the dog for absolutely no reason. This makes me very angry, and I immediately report the event to my dad. Frags: bugs being scary"fly -- over [illegible] northern realms"orchestra audition
Salsa Skills One of my salsa teachers (a girl) comes up to me at a dance. She says she's been really impressed by how much I've learned, and she wants to dance with me. [Sadly, no such thing happened at the IRL dance the previous night. :'( ] Pirate Crew I've joined the crew of an infamous bearded pirate. There's a gigantic swimming pool inside the ship around which everyone sleeps at night. Once, I accidentally set of a musical alarm of some kind that woke up the captain. In response, he declared that there would be no music of that genre played on his ship any more. In fact, no one can even get that kind of music stuck in zir head, because there's a mind-reading device aboard that will instantly know. [The dream goes on to illustrate what the punishment would be, but I can't remember it any more.] Out of the Frying Pan . . . I'm near the docks of a city. There are a number of ships made of fog moored in the water. Later, a person meddles in some kind of voodoo magic that results in zir writhing on the ground, apparently feeling as though ze's being boiled alive. In order to avoid death, ze is forced to use a counterspell. But then another person standing nearby tells zir that as a side effect of the counterspell, ze is now possessed by about twenty different malignant spirits. Suddenly, the person seems very confused and dizzy.
Secret Santa (5:37) My RH calls me into her office to receive my assignment for our house's secret santa this year. I also overhear the person before me getting her assignment, which has something to do with a basketball team. Apparently she really hates this team, because she almost starts shouting at the RH in her annoyance at this assignment. I go back outside, where there's a party going on. My secret santa assignment walks past with a group of her friends, and they drag me over to where people are dancing. I'm still no good at "party dancing," though, so I'm not sure what to do with myself. I just stand there awkwardly amid all the flailing arms. Then I notice some volunteers trying to get through the dance floor carrying trays of drinks. I try to move out of the way for them, but I know that very few other people will. I notice that I'm not wearing any pants, just briefs and an extra-long T-shirt. Well, if no one's bothered by it, then I guess I won't bother to change. It's kind of fun going around like this. Someone hands me a cup, telling me there's a really delicious new drink in it. I try it, and it's pretty good. Looking over at the bar, I see the bottle that it came out of. It's marked "5% alc/vol." Now I think back on it, the drink did taste like there was alcohol in it. Green Soccer Ball I'm walking along a hallway with a group of people, languidly dribbling a luminescent green soccer ball. The narration tells me that it is a ball of Nutella, and it belongs to one of the guys walking nearby, the leader of the group. We go into a big room with rows of shelves, and the rest of the group starts passing the ball among themselves, trying to keep the ball's owner from getting it back. But this isn't just friendly teasing, it's malicious. Round about this time, I know I'm dreaming, but I try just to focus on what's going on around me, so that I don't leave the dream. Once, the ball rolls up to a shelf near the ball's owner, but he's standing on the other side of the shelf. Using magic powers, he zaps the ball with a bolt of lightning, and it disappears and reappears next to him. Three people start running towards him to get the ball back, but he zaps them all simultaneously, and they fly backwards to the end of the room. Then he turns to me. To him, I know, I'm with the other people. But somehow he's willing to give me more of a chance, maybe because I respect him. (By the way, I'm a girl right now.) He warns me that he's about to zap me. Then he shoots the bolt of lightning, and I conjure a shield in front of me, in the form of a fuzzy ball of white light. The shield absorbs the lightning. He tries again, and I block it again. I guess he's impressed, and we start a conversation. But the other guys in the room are all watching us. Suddenly grinning, the guy walks up to me and takes both of my hands in his, one in each. I'm confused until I realize that he means to teleport us somewhere more private. The destination is a camp of soldiers on the eastern edge of Skyrim. Hank Dreams (9:11) I'm in a museum, learning about Hank Green's approach to lucid dreaming. There are several different tiers to it, and Hank warns people against trying the most vivid version without lots of practice. Personally, I think he's just being jealous about his ability to do that version, but whatever. The tour group enters a small movie theater, where we'll watch a video that has something to do with the dangerous effects of the most vivid version, which Hank calls a "Hank Dream." The video starts with Hank lying in a bed, sleep-talking to Marilyn Monroe. Some of his friends are standing around the bed, of course, including the one videotaping the whole thing. It's all in black and white. After a minute, Hank says, "Marilyn, stop. Stop! I'm already married," and everyone in the movie theater laughs. Then Hank starts sleepwalking as though blind, groping around the room, trying to find someone. The people around the bed back up, and suddenly I realize what is about to happen. "Oh, fuck," I say, jumping out of my seat and trying to get away from the movie screen. Hank stumbles after me, presumably intending to do to me whatever he had been about to do to "Marilyn." Drawing on my tae kwon do, I assume a back stance with my hands in double shooto position, preparing to fend him off. John Green laughs and explains the rest of the story: "Eventually she [Hank] gets so mad that she poops at you and storms off, and you LOSE. Except you hit her enough that after a moment she goes like this:" From a kneeling position, he slowly widens his eyes and straightens his back in an expression of surprise, then falls over backwards, apparently unconscious. It's all very comedic. Frags: '"who are you?" violin player' (7:05)
Privacy I'm walking to a party in my dorm. There are these two girls following me; first-years, I think. They seem kind of giggly, possibly drunk. I'm not sure what they're up to, and I don't think I want to find out. I speed up my steps to get to the party before they can catch up to me. I stay at the party for a while, then leave. I'm only a few steps down the hallway when one of the girls follows me out. Just one, this time. I'm not able to find a group of people in which to hide, so she catches up to me. She proposes that we have sex. [I don't remember the exact wording, but that's the gist of it: she's in the mood to have fun, somehow I caught her eye, and she thinks we should do it.] Immediately, I feel that I should escape. She doesn't really seem in control of herself, she's probably at least two years younger than me, and I really don't want my first time to be under these circumstances. I go into a different room, but she follows me, still talking. "How drunk /are/ you?" I ask. In response, she proposes a race: first person to touch the ceiling of the room wins, then we can have sex afterwards. While I'm contemplating whether to do the race just to humor her, she starts climbing. The room is a big warehouse, with shelves and piles of foam cubes of various sizes. It would be a difficult thing to climb, but it might be fun. After hesitating another fraction of a second, I start up after her. She has a huge head start. I'll have to go fast to catch up, but she's drunk enough that I might still win. Quickly, I clamber over piles of cubes and stumble around on top. She's up ahead of me. She hasn't reached the highest point yet, but for some reason she's stopped, and she's trying to jump to touch the ceiling instead of climbing higher. I run past her and touch the ceiling an instant before one of her jumps finally succeeds. I'm dumbfounded for a second about how well that played out. It was almost cinematic. "Wow, that was close," I say. By now, I've decided that I should stop being so phobic about sex. I should just accept her offer so I can stop making such a big deal out of it in the future. So now I have to find a comfortable, private place for us. The first place we try is an outdoor swimming pool. I wade around for a bit while she runs off to do something or other. I'm not wearing a shirt anymore. When she comes back, she walks right up to me with a grin and starts feeling my torso. This girl is nothing if not forward. I'm reluctant to let her find out that I've gone hard, but it might be interesting to see how she'd react. Probably she'd start groping me. But somehow this pool is unsatisfactory (for one thing, there's a poolside restaurant with big windows that look right out at us), so we leave. We go into a nearby museum. It's basically empty. There are a few security staff members around, locking things up for the night. We avoid them and go to a higher floor. But then a man sees me and says, "Sir, we're closing for the night." I have no choice but to turn around and leave, but in the spirit of exploration I decide to leave a different way than the way I came in: the fire escape. Hopefully the guard will understand. As I'm leaving, he remarks incredulously, "Wow, you're comfortable from the waist up!" By which he means that I'm again not wearing a shirt. I'd forgotten. Somehow I laugh it off and walk down the iron staircase to the sidewalk. As I'm walking down the night-darkened streets, suddenly there is a violent male scream and my head starts vibrating as though caught in the jaws of an angry dog. After a second of this, I wake up with my heart racing. [Similar things happened on 8/22 and 9/14 of this year. I'm not sure what to think about them, yet. Maybe I have some kind of condition?] Frags: something about relatives [I know I woke up earlier last night right after a dream, but I decided not to write it down or try to remember it. I guess I was tired.]
No recall.
Breakfast with Nat Natalie Tran has made a new video. As always, she begins by talking about how long it's been since she made a video. But this time, she's not really apologizing for it, she's just going over some of the funnier comments and video responses she's received about it. She even wrote a song with lyrics composed almost entirely of titles of one page of video responses. It's early morning. I go downstairs to find something to eat. While I'm doing so, Nat comes into the room and shows me that the food she made is sitting in the microwave. She seems very insistent that I take some, so I do. She's standing rather close to me, so I wonder if she's hoping we'll start kissing. When I sort of start half-flirting with her, though, she doesn't seem to notice. Later her boyfriend comes in, which is disappointing. At one point I get a close look at her face, and I realize it looks much more European and less Vietnamese than it used to. This is very strange and worrisome. Downtown Hotel Chaos My family's been living in a hotel, but now we're moving out. I'm trying to gather my stuff and change my clothes. But there doesn't seem to be a good place to change. So I get on a double decker bus, the upper story of which is just one big room with no one else in it. But I'm worried that someone will come in, or that someone outside will look through the giant windows in the sides of the bus. And the bus ride is much shorter than I expect, so before I know it, a friend of mine is tugging my sleeve, saying that this is our stop. I have to get off again, without having accomplished anything. I go back into the hotel and wander around for a little while, exploring. Carnivorous Glider Rodents My family is driving along the frontage road when we come upon a group of bicyclists. They're practicing a stunt where they bike forwards, then swing the bike perpendicular to its momentum so that it rolls sideways for a while. [IRL this is impossible due to friction, but I didn't realize this at the time.] Obviously they're paying no attention to other bikers since they're basically hoodlums, so when my parents try to pass one of them, he's not in control and he runs into one of them, and he crashes. My family continues on its way. I flip the bird over my shoulder on the off chance that the guy is looking in my direction. Instead, I hear the voice of a different guy I know saying hi. He sounds carefully unoffended, so I think he thinks I was giving /him/ the finger. Darn it. There are some furry rodent-foxes falling from the sky one at a time. They have skin flaps like glider squirrels, and they just glide in from somewhere and fall on top of people and attack them. They don't seem very dangerous, but they seem annoying, so we have to try to kill them. I have a meat cleaver that I can try to throw like a battleaxe. We enter a ceilingless arena where one of the creatures has just landed on an awning. My dad starts calling out instructions for all awnings to be dropped flat, presumably so the creature has nowhere to perch. This is done, and the creature starts jumping up and down around the arena, bouncing fifty feet high. I'm looking for my shot, and I think I can take it at the bottom of this jump! But then I realize that the creature is coming down right in the middle of a big group of people, and if I miss I might kill someone. I hold my fire, but I watch with apprehension as the creature lands and dozens of people in the group take the opportunity to throw their meat cleavers. Six or seven people keel over due to missed shots; I don't know if they killed the thing or not.
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