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10/1/2016 (sat)

Before 6am
FLD "The Nicest Sink in the World"
A guy was having trouble with his ipod and asked me something. Later on I found his phone and realised he googled how to get to the next track. Didn't want to look stupid, I guess. Well, it's time to go back home, so I wait for several cars to pass before opening the car door and getting out.

I felt impatient, wanted to get home. Running is difficult, and I acknowledge that running is only difficult for me in dreams, so this is a dream. No flash of lucidity or rise in awareness takes place though. I struggle to run and end up at home. A group of people discuss a special promotion that allows you to get a new 'device id' and unlock your phone. Ignoring them I try to get into the next room by attempting to phase through the wall. Halfway through I get nervous about losing the dream and step sideways into the door.

The next room has a huge television set. As soon as I sit down the room fills up with people. MS walks over to me and start talking about work stuff - "the changing address problem". Also there is a problem with the motorbikes? I find gum in my mouth and put it into a tissue.

The situation goes a bit screwy here: We are now preparing for a fight. Several other DCs are holding baseball bats and discussing tactics. I get given a heavy looking stick. They also hand out sugar coated nuts. They are all different shapes, like different nuts are underneath - cashews, brazils, I try a few and they taste good. One DC washes their baseball bat in a sink, exclaiming: "This is the nicest sink in the world."
Erm... okay.

6-8.30am
Short LD 332 "Animated Magazine"
I'm in the living room of my house browsing the web on my laptop while in the background the TV is on. A music channel. The music is terrible, not my sort of thing, but the videos are full of ladies in underwear and heels dancing around.

In walks my sister, declaring it is time to watch Sesame Street. She does something with the remote and the music video jumps to the laptop screen. The room has changed. It is now the office. Realising this isn't really the place to watch erhem 'music videos', I turn it off.

The guy at the desk next to mine takes a bowl of fruit off my desk and mixes it in to some Angel Delight. It looks tasty, but he doesn't offer any to me. There is a candle on the desk which is exactly the same colour as his pudding, although with a white wick sticking out of it.

Feeling hungry I decide to go get some food. Ctrl-Alt-Delete doesn't lock my screen, just changes the desktop picture. Oh well, it doesn't matter, this is a dream.

At the exit to the office I find a shelf full of books. They seem to be graphic novels and comics. One set is called Shadowman and looks interesting. A crowd of people have also gathered to look at the books, so I attempt to put them back on the shelf. They no longer fit, so I dump them on sideways and make my departure.

Outside I head towards my motorbike, planning to ride home. My keys have a tiny dog attached to them. It wakes up, a tiny mass of white fur, and starts yipping at me. This seems kind of impractical, to put a dog on a key chain. Surely it gets squished against the keys when in a pocket? Still, the keys seem to be required to open a nearby door, but the scene fades.

False awakening. Lying in bed I find a pair of my jeans dumped on top of the covers. I consider getting up but then decide to sleep some more. Then it occurs to me this is still a dream. Next to the bed is a magazine. I find it is clear and easy to read, despite the darkness of the room. I become lucid and start flipping through the pages, wondering if I can make it a bit more exciting.

The pages mention European Stock. Boring. Needs more... lingerie models... flipping the page I find an animated scene of a woman in a long dress sitting on a swing. It looks like a Harry Potter newspaper, the text all static but the images moving. The swing is suspended from a tree with living vines and covered in ivy shaped leaves. A man in a suit walks up and kisses the lady on the swing. I try to step into the scene and instead everything goes black.

The scene reforms in a theatre. A rehearsal for a play is going on. An actor that looks like Ronnie Barker walks out on stage along with a short old woman. The woman says Ronnie's line. "Yes, I know." He replies irritably.

Suddenly a flying robot hovers over to them. They both looked shocked. Behind them a small robot stomps out. It looks like the barrel of a mini-gun. I'm a DO and attempt to influence or gain a body, but instead lose the scene again.

This time I'm with my sister walking through a covered market in a foreign country. A Chinese woman comes and opens a locked door for us. "Share share" I say. (Phonetically, that's "thank you", I think...) The woman nods and smiles, opening the door. It leads into a small tea shop. My sister is interested in several small white pots, possibly tea pots but not in a usual shape. I briefly become lucid, remembering that it is impossible for me to be in China, but then wake up.