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Sandwich wtf

I'm making something like a pita sandwich... I'm putting sushi in it. I fold the pita part encasing the sushi stuff and... the pita is shaped like a cross, each end is another place you can stuff other things in. but then it occurs to me that I could dream inside one of those pockets and have an entirely fun dream of my own in there.... WTF?!?!?!!?

More food and WTF

I was in a place with a few people. Asuka and maybe my brother. We had chopsticks and were eating a pile of... sushi? but later the pile turned into a large ceramic thing that we were painting. I remember painting on a midnight blue and accidentally brushed into a part with wet black paint. I just decided to mix them together.

At my house

I briefly remember hanging out with some guy in my inner world house. not sure what we did, but later I was getting into bed and heard the guy looking for a place to sleep.

HH

A hypnagogic flash of staring at my hand that was holding a smoke.

open mic fail

I go with the new guy to some restaurant/bar. We enter the place and I see a stage with a bunch of mics and amps. Asuka is a pretty Korean waitress, she smiles at me. I go up to the stage and unpack my guitar, I find a place to plug in, and i set one of the mics to the amp I am plugged into. The owner comes up to me and says that I can't mic the amp because my playing style sucks and no one wants to hear it.

I get pissed off and make a giant speech about how I have confidence in myself and that I know people like what I have to play. I've been to open mics before and people really liked it. some people clap at my silly speech and I pack up and leave the place a bit flustered. As I'm walking down the street i feel someone's finger touch my collar bone part on my right shoulder, and she digs her finger under the collar bone which makes me stop. I look behind me and see Asuka (don't realize it's her.). She's smiling but I give her a short look in pain and raise my right hand to my shoulder and pushing her finger out. 'I'm sorry," she says. I wake up fast.

Cutting my astral chords.

(private entry)

vex wtf


I'm seeing a barrage of images of parts of a person's face. I can tell by how the person isn't smiling and the eyes are closed that it's Vex. I focus harder to see the face and I want to know if it's the same face I've recognized from dreams. In one image her eyes are closed but then they look really weird and finally open. I recognize the face completely and feel that I know this person as Vex. I see her face slide by a few more times.

Mortal Mist Classroom

Raven came over and we started looking at my computer. We were both non lucid, we knew there was a goal, but we didn't remember what it was. so instead we were just browsing the lucid dreaming forums that we frequent. Her jaw drops and a smile goes across her face. She's pointing at the mortal mist forum and says to me. "Haley just started a dream journal at Mortal Mist!"

i'm like: Orly? and she's like: yeah rly. I then feel myself get pulled into the computer screen and find myself in a college classroom representation of the MM forum! I walk up the aisle of desks over to the dream journal section and see a bunch of people sitting at their deks and writing. I spot a japanese girl with a mushroomead haircut... The Waking life version of Asuka! what's she doing there?

Then I see haley get up from a desk and she looks at me. I become lucid and realize i seem to get lucid a lot when I see Haley in a dream. That's why she shows up... it has nothing to do with me or her, it's her energy and for some reason it makes me lucid! I forget all that and walk up to her, she seems to have been expecting me.

We walk to the top of the classroom and enter "my office". We enter a small computer area. I tell her "sorry about the creepy dream stuff," and she says it's ok. Then she asks me how I am supposed to help her with her Psychology assignment. I walk over to a desk with two of my computers and sit down. I say to her "is this assignment for deaming or waking?" she says both but she isn't sure. Now she's a taller man with a thin face, he has light brown hair pulled into a ponytail. He/She now sits at a computer desk with a smaller single computer. i am thinking. "This is a dream and she wants me to do her homework? is she serious?"

I try to make my computer work but the mouse is just weird. The thing looks like Apple tried to make a calculator but failed... so in a last fail effort they made their failure of a calculator into a computer mouse. I was trying to find out how to use this thing to make the computer work so that I could help Haley... but I woke up.