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It was about CL, and it wasn't bad, just really goofy and gooey and silly, so I don't wanna say.

I will say this though, because it's totally weird. In the same night, I had a subsequent nonld where I was trying to explain to a coworker about the dream. As I was reflecting on this dream memory, it wasn't CL anymore, it was Sign Bob from work. And instead of gooey it was a bit more perverted.

Interesting how you can reflect on previous dreams in another dream, and all the blah blah. I'm out of words. Long day.

I was having a non lucid where I was floating on a giant bag of ice on a river. I suddenly became lucid and continued floating toward a waterfall. I wasn't scared about it. I passed a waterfall on the way to the other one. I ran my fingers through it, it felt so nice. I lost vision but did t care because I could still feel the water. I thought of the basic task and found myself in a library. I asked 2 women what they were thank for and got useless answers that I can't recall. Then I saw a guy sitting at a computer, and I asked him. He put his hands in front of him, and cupped them like he was feeling a pair of invisible breasts. He said "I'm thankful for those giant, white, soft, fluffy...... Flying kittens."

I patted him on his shoulder and lolled. Then I felt like waking up for some reason, and so I announced that I was leaving. As I did, a cute guy in the computer lab said "no wait wait! I wanna play too " I knew I did t have much time, so I just grabbed him and stuck my tongue down his throat. He had a massive amount of really old soggy chewed up gum that he swapped into my mouth! It took forever to get it all out, but when I did, I just spit it all in my hand and then shoved it right back into his mouth. Then I woke up.

I slept maybe 12 minutes last night? No recall whatsoever.

They need a category for Insomnia.

no sleep
no recall

Broke that dry spell finally, even if it was just a quick DILD. I went to be around midnight. Woke up at 6:45am, then went back to sleep at about 7:45am. I woke up a couple more times and finally went to sleep and started having a nonlucid.

I don't remember the nonlucid, and I don't remember how I became lucid because I was bad and kept going back to sleep after and didn't write anything down. Anyway, I was lucid in some version of my bedroom. I remembered the Christmas Carol task right away, so I started singing Jingle Bells.

Jingle Bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh, hey!
Jingle Bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh, hey!

I got all the way through with no problem! I was even kinda skipping around and dancing while singing it, it felt like second nature. I did notice however, that the sound of my voice was a little different. It sounded like it was a bit higher, like maybe what my voice sounded like when I was 15. Anyway, I was still lucid, so I tried to remember another task, but I couldn't. (I've been lazy naughty with my journal and incubations the past couple weeks, shame on me). I remember I was fussing with something in my hands, can't remember what. Then I woke up.

Later on I had a nonlucid about running to catch up with the ice cream truck to get something for Chris. I had a bunch of coins in my back pocket. So I picked out the Reece's ice cream bar for $2.79. This was cool because I counted out 2 dollars in quarters, then the other 79 cents out of nickles and dimes. I had to give him $2.80 because I didn't have enough pennies to give him exact change. I told him he could keep the penny. I thought it was cool how I was able to do all that rational money math. Too bad it was nonlucid.

I had sex with a member from DV that I kinda wish I hadn't. In my defense, it was a nonlucid. We're going to just call him Bob.

So Bob and I are in bed, and this seems normal for some reason. He pulls out a condom, and blows gently on it, you know, to get it how it's supposed to be or whatever I DON'T KNOW, you guys just always do that. He puts it on then we both get under the covers, and we're side-by-side. We start having sex in that position, and it actually feels really good. But after a little while, he fell asleep! So I said "Bob? BOB?" Yeah, he was asleep. So I just kept going lol. Then I got up and went to the bathroom (this was his place). I remember this little piece of wooden furniture in the bathroom with a fake plant on top, and rolls of toilet paper underneath it. I remember thinking that it looked kinda old, his mom must have purchased it at an antique store. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that this is his parent's house. Don't freak out, he's like 20 or something. Anyway, I got dressed but my pants were missing. So I said oh well, and went down stairs to make breakfast. I started frying some eggs, to put on a toasted english muffin with cheese. As I was cooking the eggs, Bob walks up behind me and puts his arms around my waist, and kisses the back of my neck. Then he notices what I'm making and says "Awwww, are you making McMuffins?" And I said "Yeaaaaaah." Disgusting, I know. Then I turned around and we made out for a bit. Then we had breakfast, and I got up from the table, and went behind him and did the same thing with the arms around the waist and kissing yaddayadda. In my dream he was about a head shorter than me, even though I know irl he's probably a head taller.

That's all I remember with Bob. The rest of the dream was me going through the house, and then to stores, even my work, to find some pants. But every road to pants was a dead end. I even found squares of fabric that pants would be made out of, like denim, and the stuff for sweatpants, but no actual pants.

Then something later about these giant blue clam shells made out of soap at the library, but the artisan wouldn't sell them to me. I was about to steal one then woke up. I may or may not have had pants at that point. Though when I woke up, I had no pants in real life. I think that's what caused the no-pants-ness throughout the dream lol.

The End.

I'll start with my favorite nonlucid from early this morning so hopefully I'll remember most of the details. For some reason, me and 2 guys were in an inflatable raft, floating in the ocean just off the coast line of Middle Earth. We had the one ring in our possession, and had plans to destroy it. Somehow, I thought the original idea (going into Mordor somehow) sounded too long and laborious.. not to mention dangerous. So I had the idea to toss it deep into the sea (Just like Saruman had said to Gandalf, when he lied about the ring's whereabouts, which you only know if you read the books because it wasn't in the movie). I knew it was risky, because there's ALWAYS a chance it could get found again. But FUCK Mordor, I ain't going there. So the raft has a motor, and we're speeding toward what looked like the ends of the earth, where the water seemed to drop off into oblivion. Then it happened, one of the guys had the ring, and he began to recite through all the powerful things he could do with it, if he could only wield it. Something about controlling the weather (he was the weakest of the three of us), and a vision appeared to all 3 of us, where he was standing on a cliff with the one ring, and the ocean and clouds and winds bent to his will. Then the other guy grabbed it from him and stated "If I had the ring, I could control the motion of the entire planet!" (he had the medium strength of the three of us), and a vision appeared of him moving earth through the solar system, until it just passed the planet Jupiter. Then I grabbed it from him and said "Oh but in MY possession, I could control all the planets in the system!" (I was the strongest of the 3). And a vision appeared of me, sitting at the helm of what seemed to be a cockpit in the shape of a giant cornea, superimposed over the great eye of Jupiter. Then I had a Galadriel moment, and snapped out of it. I told them the ring MUST be destroyed. I handed it to the medium strengthed man as I piloted the raft to just near the edge of the world. I told him to throw it into the ocean. He said he couldn't, and handed it back to me. I felt a brief urge to keep and protect the ring forever. Then I held it up to the sky; as the sun shone on it, it suddenly seemed like a pathetic, weak little ring, beginning to fall apart. I told it "You can no longer control us," and I tossed it into the see and woke up.

Other nonlucids:

• Egil I have to peeeeee damnit!
• uhhhh... I forget the others.
• Also, I had some really really intense vibrations around 5am, but I blacked out and went into a non lucid. I felt like I was too tired to focus. But I think I know what to do to fix that. Still, impressive for being a work day. If I could have had a proper WILD, I would have had an hour and a half after the vibrations before the alarm went off.

Several odd fragments lat night. I blame the 5-htp since it was the first one I have taken in about a week.

1. DV staff met in real life in some kind of conference room. And Alex was up to all kinds of shenanigans. Not the name change thingy like in irc, but more of a "guess who" "peek-a-boo" kinda thing. [edit] Oh yeah, just remembered, when we were all in the conference room, there was a big eraser board with induction techniques and other LD notes written on it. I should have become lucid then. Or at least when Alex was grabbing people from behind going "Guess who?"

2. Danny had a burrito-penis. 'Nuff said*

3. Matte87 was upset about a lesson I posted. I saw him in chat and he asked me a question about a post I made, and seemed a little irritated. I confirmed the question, and suddenly my cell rang. I answered and it was Matte. He spoke English just fine, but his accent sounded more Dutch than Swedish. He asked a question that was on the lines of: "Ophelia how were you able to obtain the permissions to blah blah and the subforum yadda yadda php Vbulletin derpderpderp." I couldn't understand what he meant, the question was extremely multi-faceted and layered. But I could tell something was wrong. Like I had accidentally broken DV or something. Then he told me to wait a second and DarkMatters would join us in chat to help get things sorted out. Only Alex had messed with his name and he was DarkLady lol. Then I woke up. And DV was fine.

4. I saw a commercial just now in real life and remembered another fragment! There were tomato vines growing wild everywhere. And they were HUGE. There was one that had tomatoes on it still green, but the size of pumpkins. I wanted Danny to dig some up and take them home and replant them. Possible dreamsign. I'm always having trouble in real life growing tomatoes, so I dream about them alot.

*Note: I blame the harlequin-shrimp for the burrito dream. I'll explain in a PM if you want because I think it would be way over the top to post in here publicly.

Can't remember last night's dream gaaaaah. Damn work schedule and insomnia.

I may remember it later then I'll post it. It helps that I write in here at all.

Been having alot of stress in real life concerning the arrival of our new bakery ATL. They used to be here as long as they wanted, then the3y said they had to "step up or step down", then they made them rotate from store to store every year, and NOW it's every 6 months. I've known Egil for 5 years, just not personally. Always seemed really nice. But our TL is a bit crazy, and I always kinda depended on having that nice buffer between me and the psycho. So now, every 6 months, who knows what we're gonna get. I admit, it's nice having a productive male around, seems to help temper the angry goddess when she has a bout of "I NEED A SCAPEGOAT NOW!!!"

That said, the dream: Instead of a bakery, it was set in a room that looked just like the genetics lab from when I was in pre-med in college. Egil was there on his first day on our team, going from table to table, managing over some task. I can't remember what the task was exactly, but when it was time to clean up, there was literally, a ton of shit on my table. It was like someone had pooped into 3 bowls, then dumped them on my table. So I had to clean up 3 bowl-shaped poops off my table. But I remember thinking, I needed to clean this up and make a good first impression. I wiped off as much as I could with a dry paper towel (BAD idea) into the trash can. The biggest poop globs went into the trash, but the dry paper towel just smeared soooo much of the poop all over the edge of the table. I went to get some spic&span then woke up.

On a side note, when the first real life day came where I worked with Egil, it went fine. I really did have to do alot of work and cleaning to be impressive, but thankfully, there was no LITERAL poop.

Forgot to post this one from the other night.

I was walking down Clark, and Danny was on his way to work. He gave me a call because he wanted me to look at the sky. There was a huge streak through some clouds, like something really big had flown between them and split them apart. I looked over the field and there was a giant black owl, the size of a bus, flying past the field. The feather on the head were dark luminescent green. It was looking at the field, like it was hunting. A girl was walking around there, and the owl spotted it. It zoomed down and knocked her down with its giant talons, and I heard her let out a horrible cry of pain. My instinct was to run back home, but I said awww fuck it I'll help her. I ran to the girl, and what looked like the giant owl about to prey upon her. But by the time I got there, the owl took off his head, and I realized it was a costume. And this emo kid was inside, and the girl had been his sister. Guess he just wanted to play a practical joke on her. She wasn't too pissed. I guess because the giant god damn owl costume could actually fly, hell yeah!

Some non lucid dream fragments:

Danny had let me sleep in until 1:11pm on our day off and went to walmart to get some shopping done. But this walmart was a superwalmart fused with a central market. We did like we usually do and split up the grocery list to get things done faster (because he bugs me when we shop together in real life, makes me go too fast when I want to browse more. So I split the list up and give him the most mundane things, and I keep the few fun things for myself. That way we finish about the same time, and don't fight at the grocery store). We were having an all seafood dinner party, so I went straight to the seafood section at the walmart side of the store. I wanted to get scallops and calamari, but I wanted to look at what they had that was freshest for that day, so I let some people go ahead of me. When I was ready, no one would wait on me. There were like 5 people behind the counter but they were all busy with other tasks. I noticed twin old ladies working there, and I wondered if they had been working there since the dawn of time. One of them, instead of asking if I needed help, asked ME if I knew how to work their phone in back. I said Nooooooo, sorry. Another old, italian mama kind of woman offered me a sample of smoked scallops on a skewer, that were blackened with balsamic. I tried it, it was good, but then she disappeared. Pretty soon there were no more customers, and the counter was completely empty.

Frustrated, I went to the seafood section on the Wal-mart side of the store. Just as I approached the counter, Danny called my cell to see where I was and if I was done. I said I was on the wal-mart side and to meet me at the seafood counter, and that I had to hang up because my phone started to fall apart in my hands. This dream is soooo boring. I'm boring myself just typing it. I was met immediately at the counter by a nice guy, just as Danny approached. I told Danny about my frustrations at the other counter blah blah blah

- black eel spider that tastes like dried out gritty crab
- excellent guest service, the guy wouldn't give up until I got all the stuff from my list
- frozen tri colored calamari heads stuffed with (get this) "Phh Strep Seeds" What is the FUCK are those!!! haha
- a call form someone saying Natalie and Amy couldn't make it to the dinner party

That's all I remember.

The family and I finally decided to make the move to Red River, and get a cabin-style house in the mountains, with a posh interior. Where'd the money for that come from! The first one we found was cute, the inside was nice, and the garage had a little extra room built inside it that was all white washed with a small closet inside it. We moved all our stuff into the garage and went out (to eat I think, can't remember).

I took Chris and Nicole back to our new house, and Danny left to work a night shift. We ended up at a different house than the one we moved in to. Nicole said "Yeah this one is even better than the other one Lisa!" And it really was, it was bigger, the inside looked like something out of one of those fancy homes magazines, entirely furnished. The garage was bigger, and had that same little white-washed room but it was bigger, had a closet and a bathroom in it, and a ceiling fan and some shelves and a place to hook up to cable. I thought, this would be a great room for Nicole's slumber parties so they don't wake us up all night. I messed with the strange light in the garage, and noticed all our stuff had already been moved into THIS garage. I was like wow, that was fast.

Nicole, Chris and I retired into the living room, that had beautiful ambient lighting, and we lit the fire place. I started looking at a furniture magazine so I could start ordering some new stuff for the house. But everytime I saw something in the magazine I wanted, I would look up and it was already in the livingroom. I told Nicole, "Wow, do you think the former tenants meant to leave us all this cool stuff?" And she said "I know right? They'll probably come back for it though. I think they still live here. I just moved all our stuff from the other house to this one because I like it better, and the door was unlocked and no one was home." I said, "Oh my god we have to call your father NOW"

My mom, Chris and I were at Disneyland. We couldn't stay long, but mom suggested we ride one last ride, the Pirates of the Caribbean, a family favorite since waaaaay before the movies. Me and Chris were like, "Yeahhh!". Mom said, that's in the French Quarter right? I said yes and we proceeded, but then she changed her mind and made us head back towards the gates to go home. I was like WTF. She said we needed to get back home, running out of time for something blah blah. I kept trying to reason with her, but she kept cutting me off and telling me to shut up. She wouldn't even allow me to talk.. so unlike my real mom. I started cussing her out, baaaad. I even said something that sounded like a quote from the Pirates movie, something about her being so rotten and foul that Hell spat her back out.

We ended up on a train, then went to a hotel and I was talking to some single parent about the cartoons that Chris watches that are also funny for adults, like Spongebob, Fineus and Ferb, the old Looney Toons, etc. That's all I remember.

Let me ride it next time Mom.. jeeez.