JackALope2323

I imagine it has something to do with going to bed early (8 P.M.) then promptly being woken up at about ten or eleven or so by my uncle's drunkenness.

Anyways.

Somethings I vaguely recall...

I'm at my old high school (Again. I really need to start recognizing this as a dream sign, already.) and... Something's happening. I dunno. Isaac tries to sell me some weed. (IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GOD DAMN SCHOOL) After that, he promptly tries to sell me every other drug on the god damned market.

As I'm leaving the school through the field that nobody every actually walks through, but now is apparently the main thoroughfare, I realize I have a gigantic box of candy, filled with everything from Mars bars, to 3 Musketeers, to Butterfingers, to Milky Ways, and few others. I tell my mom, who's walking with me (AND WHO SHOULD ALSO BE A RECOGNIZABLE DREAM SIGN BY NOW.) that I don't want to eat this all by myself and ruin my teeth, so I'm going to go sell it to some friends. She's apprehensive since there's apparently a lot of ghosts at the school. I tell her I was there four years, so I should know if there's ghosts or not. As I'm walking back to the main school, though, I do notice how run down the buildings seem.

I get to my friends without incident. Presenting the box of candy, I ask jokingly "Anybody want to be a fat-ass?" They laugh, but none of them want candy. I say "Really?" and proceed to list off the candy I have. After my marketing genius, they decide to actually buy some.

I go into the bathroom, or something, and wake up. As I'm laying in bed half-awake, I think, "Wait a minute. I didn't get my money for my candy! I bet those Portuguese fuckers took all my candy!" (Not a single one of my friends is Portuguese. I have no idea where this came from.)

Other dreams throughout the night.

I think I was hired to be an arcade-machine repair man, or something. I was excited, because all I really wanted to do was find the DDR machine and play it all night long.

Somewhere else, I was at my old house, back in California, playing with my cat (BAWW MY CAT I MISS HER BAWW), when, miraculously, my brain realized "Wait a minute. I'm in Rhode Island now. I can't be in California. I must be DREAMING!" Unfortunately, it was very unstable, and despite my efforts to stabilize it, I lost lucidity quickly. Oh well. One, even short-fused, lucid dream like that per night is getting somewhere.

I had a dream about sex somewhere along the line, although I can't recall details. I remember something about... Erhm... Firing off too quickly. Subconscious fears?

And that's all I can remember for last night, folks. Happy dreaming!