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I remember running or running away - could have been a chase dream.

Our Database admin said that she always puts on gloves before she handles the keyboard to work on our database.

I was in some sort of complex with lots of corridors and doors trying to find a restroom. I asked someone who works there and was told that one has to remove a fake wall to access the restroom. It is hidden because the restrooms are for residents only, not for tourists.

[i did not get much sleep because I staid up learning more about SQL Server's memory usage and performance.] In my dream I called my father to tell him what I learned. Also told one boss of mine that I would email him what I learned. Then I found myself in the home of another boss of mine telling him a bit of what I learned.

I remember a dream fragment in which the only shoes available to my son had laces, and he does not yet know how to tie his hoes so that was an issue.

To bed (Close to 9:30 maybe)

Woke up 3:15am Weird mixed coffee drink
Fragment

A man who in this dream fragment was supposedly from church but upon waking I recognized him as someone I sometimes have to deal with at work (in waking life he is not very nice, but in dream he was). In the dream he and his wife were standing on an upper ledge of a building looking down, and he was dictating to me the recipe for a weird mixed coffee drink. There appeared to be rules to what kind of stuff one had to include, but within those rules one could substitute somewhat to make different variations on this drink. He was telling me the variation he liked best. Upon leaving I remembered I had another question for him, so I came back to ask it. Then I was on my way: I don't remember any more, but I think I was on some tort of quest or scavanger hunt?

Fragment 2: something about infidelity of a man I do not know in waking life, but who in my dream was someone I think also from church but not same guy as in previous dream. The infidelity seemed to be one incident rather than an affair.

8:20am
Fragment

I remember there were Indians in this dream, some powerful shamans. And me and others were traveling, and I think flying on either eagles or some other way (there were eagles somewhere in this dream). There was also magic. As we were about to fall in the water, we transformed our animals (or Pokemon?) into a creature that could swim and carry us. I remember being surprised by its weird shape that seemed better designed for floating than for swimming. There was an Indian woman who accompanied us part of the way, and she may have been a ghost, we asked whether she would stay with us but had somewhere else to go. Something about a class in magic or shamanic practice that an Indian was about to start, and we were taking. I remember the name of the class was weird, but I forgot it now, and it was also weird that the first quiz was on the second day.

Dec 12 2013
To bed at 10pm

4:00am Car Inappropriate Naming:

My mum and stepfather and my husband and I and our boys were on vacation somewhere and had three cars with us out of some reason, and all three were in a shop getting repaired. I was going to pick the first of them up to see if it was fixed, and then we were going to pick up the other ones soon. I had the sense that our vacation was ending.

Out of some reason my mum jokingly referred to the car I was picking up using my stepmother's name. It bothered me, but I said nothing at first. Then I thought about it, and thought I better explain that it bothered me, but how to phrase it without overreacting and not being mean to my mom? I wound up saying "If you have to nickname a car after my stepmother, could it be somebody else's car? It bothered me when you referred to my car using her name." My mother was apologetic, and I was not sure whether I had prased that well.

Fragment:

All I remember of another fragment was that I was telling to someone that there are worse things in life than this.

I returned to bed around 4:20 hoping to WBTB, tried to WILD, and failed to really fall asleep again, though I was close to drifting off at some point.

A young man wanted to get back into boxing, but decided to wait when he found out he would know the people he would fight because he wanted to fight strangers only.

I dreamed that two of my coworkers were evaluating new emplyees performance, and they completed one. I asked, how did he do, did he pass or fail? My coworker looked at me funny, and said, failed of course. That's when I rembered that this new coworker never showed up for work.

I was driving in heavy fog without headlights. When I turned on the headlights finally, the brake pedal disappeared.

Do you think my having a fender bender yesterday had something to do with this dream? :p

3:30am

I was interviewing people for se kind of position that the candidates seemed to think had the potential to save the world.

It was surprising to me how many of the candidates for this position knew Polish, somehow knew I knew it too, and addressed me in Polish so that the first part of the interview would be generally in Polish. I would then switch us to English mostly because we were not alone in the room.

My husband was there too. His role seemed to be to give me guidance on how to conduct the interview and to critique it and bring it back if he felt it went off track. At first he seemed to confine his criticisms for in between interviews, but then he started interfering in interviews which I resented.

I remember there was at least one woman. She was not a native Polish speaker, but quite good. I remember she was tall with short blond hair. That's all I remember, other than that she was not a strong candidate for this position.

The final interview was with a young man who was quite confident and very good. We started in Polish. When we switched to English (due to my pointing out that we were not alone in the room and the interview needed to be understood by everyone), that's when the trouble started.

My first English question was why he wanted this job. My husband interjected that this was not a good question. The candidate defended me that i was the one running the interview not him. I told my husband that I resented this, and I would appreciate it if he did not undermine my authority with the candidates - although in actual dream sequence this came here, but I think I told him this once we were on our own again, whereas now the dream continued.

The young man said he wanted this job because he wanted to save the world from bugs. He produced a prop of a large robotic cockroach. I was impressed. None of the other candidates seemed to know this was what this job was about, in fact up to this moment I was not aware of it either. My next question was, why did he feel he was uniquely qualified for this job. While I do not remember the answer, I know it was good.

After the interview I told my husband that we have a different interviewing style but as long as I am running the show during the interview, he should not interfere. After his interference earlier, while he did not interfere verbally again, but his body language implied he was sulking.

Later I also had a false awakening in a hotel room, and there were mice going up and down a wall - a lot of mice. I tried to wake my husband, but he was too sleepy, so he missed the mice. I was disturbed about having mice there, but didn't know what to do about it.

frustration connected with Insufficient maintenance but in my dream the frustration is less mine than someone else's

Several other fragments remembered but then gone

Mostly fragments about issues - more like brainstorming not overanalyzing though

I was preparing a huge feast. In part I had prepared food for it but also I ordered some from a restaurant. I think the occasion of the feast was my mother's birthday (which actually is in February).

I had set out this huge tray, and had put it in the center of the table. I arranged some fruit and vegetables on it. My plan was to add the meet that I ordered from the restaurant to it.

The owner of the restaurant surprised me by delivering the food himself. I had expected to go pick it up. He came in and proceeded to rearrange the table. While I was not looking he took the vegetables and fruit I had carefully set out and he had put them in a bowl out of sight under the table. I said what are you doing?! He said I moved this stuff to make room for the new dish. I assumed that was left over from your lunch. I needed space for the dinner. I said, this was not left over. I prepared it to go with this food you brought, and there was plenty of room on the tray for both. He was very sceptical, saying that would only work if your food and my food happened to go together well. I said, they will, I prepared and ordered food specifically so they would go together well.

I believe I woke up soon after, so the conflict was not resolved.

When I woke up, I know I recalled a dream fragment too, but now it alas is gone.

6:42am After the successful dream recall above, I kind of drifted in and out of sleep until alarm woke me for good. I tried to WILD and even got to some HI but that's it. The HI I recall there was a ball or maybe a grape with a section missing, rotating in space and then it propelled away from me toward a bright light, but after seeing that I woke up rather than fall asleep.

This dream was about some young man involved in revolutionary politics, but he had trouble accessing a log, and that needed to be troubleshot, because it might have negative impact on the revolution?

In my dream I signed up for a class that was training for a triathlon, organized by our church. I thought it would be too tough for me, but signed up anyway.

The first part involved jogging. The second part involved an obstacle course with tall obsticles. The third part involved sex.

I was most definitely not myself.

There I was, a much younger woman than I am in waking life, sitting in the backseat of a limo with this handsome guy. There were others in the limo too, I vaguely noticed, but I really was paying attention only to him. As we exited the limo, he gave me a brief kiss on the lips. "Finally!" I thought, "I had been beginning to fear this was just platonic."

As we exit the limo, I notice an assacination attempt in progress. All I remember was that the assessin was also female but older than me. I do not remember the victim. I believe I used magic to stop the attempt, but the details are vague. I also have some vague memory of there having been a prophecy about all this in my dream.

Though the assessin had been female, but now the bad guy was male, and he was furious at my boyfriend and me for meddling. He captured us, and I thought he was going to kill us, but my boyfriend explained that he would throw us into an opium den and make us addicted to drugs.

At first we were unable to move or think much, but then I remember a more vivid moment. I saw my boyfriend grabbing some candy and said something along the lines of "don't, it's probably drugged," but he did not care.

Now I am going to spend a while awake, and then WBTB.

I remember remembering two or three very short fragments earlier, but all I remember now is that maybe one of the, was about money