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My mom tells me that we're going back to Vegas, even though we went last month. She say we're going today and that we need to pack now. I go in my room and get distracted by something, next thing I know me my sister and my mom are in the car driving through Nevada desert. When we get there I get out of the car and realize that I am in my pajamas, I panic because then I realize I didn't pack anything at all! I have no clothes to change into and I'm not even wearing any socks or shoes. I tell my mom this and ask her if we can go back home so I can pack things, my mom says no and that it was a 7 hour drive, but my grandma over hears and says she'll take me back home to get clothes and my mom says okay. next thing I know I'm at my grandmas house, we're entering the front door, she tells me to go and pack everything I need and that she'll cook us some dinner real quick so I go, but I go into the bathroom and get distracted, a cat is licking water that is overflowing from the bathtub, i think someone left the water running on accident so I try to find how to turn it off, the switches are strange, but I finally see an on/off switch and flick it then the water turns off. I leave the bathroom, but then for some reason turn around and go back in, this time my little dog is drinking from the toilet water, it is overflowing, I figure i must've done something to it, so I run and tell my grandma and she fixes it. Again I leave the bathroom and remember I should be packing and we'll be leaving soon, but when I get to the back bedroom I see water leaking in, from a trail that leads back to the bathroom, so I follow it and see it is the sink overflowing with water, but i don't seem to know what to do, I just stare at it until my grandma walks in, she says she'll take care of it and tells me to go pack so I go back to the room and grab a back pack, I throw on some clothes and for some reason decide not to wear my usual shoes, I put on one black vans slip on and then walk out the room and bring the back pack, but then I freak out when I realize I only have one shoe on and go back to the back room and dig through other peoples shoes trying to find my other match. When I find it i go to the kitchen and we eat meat and soup. Then we decide to head back to Vegas. Next thing I know we are in Vegas in a hotel room, I open my backpack and see that everything is dirty, all the clothes, but I'm happy that i have clothes anyway, but i try to hide the clothes so no one see's that they are dirty, but everyone in the room starts to look in and i zip my backpack and put it next to my feet so that they can't get at it and look at it.

These were the most realistic non-SSILD false awakenings I think that I've ever had. Made for a fun series!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #121: Barefoot

I'm dimly aware that I'm dreaming in some scene that I can't remember, and as I become lucid, I'm thrown straight into the void. I hang on for dear life and start rubbing my hands together like crazy. It feels solid and realistic and pretty soon I feel comfortable that I'm anchored pretty well into the dream.

Right away I remember that I want to get to the Colosseum. Like the previous dream, I want to build the Colosseum scene from the void. This time I choose to do so by constructing the Colosseum's inner stone wall. I reach my left hand out and yes, it feels like it's dragging along stone. I walk along this wall, dragging my fingers upward until they reach a... ceiling? No, that's wrong. I deny the ceiling's existence and after a bit my fingers keep climbing until they reach the wall's top.

Now I'm feeling the top and side of the wall with both hands. It feels very realistic now, and the scene comes sharply into focus. I see that I'm rubbing some isolated piece of stone that's standing in a modern-looking, well-lit library. It's very cleanly decorated and only sparsely populated with bookshelves, and two spiral staircases lead up to a second floor. I see a couple of friends standing around. Near a table is "AJ", and standing across from her is "LS". Neither notice me. Further away I spot an extremely attractive female stranger (Asian, mid-20s, long hair). I suppress a strong impulse to approach her for "that thing" and instead turn toward the glass door, phasing through to the outside.

Outside is a plaza with a broad set of bricked steps leading down to a grassy area. At the top of the stairs to my right, two teenage girls are seated at a white metal table having a meal (lunch?) "Which way to the Colosseum?" I ask them, and one girl points immediately across the plaza, swallowing like she has a mouthful of food she wants to down before speaking. "Thanks!" I say, and start flying in that direction. I get high enough to spot a distant tower and a tree-lined street nearby, but the sound of a wet sneeze over the baby monitor sends me into the black. I keep my eyes closed, trying to DEILD, but I hear Wife groan unhappily, and now I don't think I can get back to sleep.

I open my eyes and find myself lying in bed in our darkened bedroom. (False awakening.) I get out of bed and reach over to grab my journal, expecting my Kindle Fire to be on top, but it's missing. Where the hell did it go? I step into the master bathroom, close the door so I don't disturb Wife, and try to flip the light switch on. Instead the fan comes on. I try the other switch. Fan again. Come on, what the hell? I'm going to forget everything. Both switches at once, and still no light, just the fan. I hit the nose pinch and blow through. Amazing.

I go back to the bedroom and it's brighter now. Wife's missing, and the shutters are open. I leap up, phase through the window, and perch on a dream balcony that's outside. The balcony overlooks a courtyard far below, very much unlike the geography of our real house. I fly out over the courtyard, soon coming to a forest of extremely tall trees. The trees are like pines that stretch far into the sky, coming close to touching the cloud cover. I think that if I can just get over these trees, I'll be able to look down at a huge chunk of the landscape, spot the Colosseum, and fly there for Europe Task of the Year.

I fly higher and higher, trying to crest just over the treetops. I get close to the top but keep feeling resistance. I know that it's mental, so I keep shrugging it off, insisting to myself that I am flying higher each time. I approach a cloud and do this flailing little grasp for it. For some reason, I briefly see stars and get the sensation of my heartrate increasing. This takes me straight into...

A false awakening in our bedroom. I look at the clock and see that the screen's completely dark. I nose pinch and blow through. I approach the window, phase through, and hop out onto a ledge. I'm over another courtyard (this one with a pool), and about 3 stories up, suddenly feeling very nervous about attempting flight. I just became lucid. Am I sure? I hit a secondary nose pinch and make sure that this feels vaguely like "dream gravity". I think about the phase and the multiple nose pinches, and decide that I should be okay.

I'm still nervous, though, and when I jump, I float to the ground rather than fly. The landing's soft, and I'm sure that I'm dreaming, but I decide not to push it with the flying just now. I walk around the pool, scanning the crowd for a while, seeing many familiar faces -- my friend "The Dragon" and his wife, my father-in-law, and a couple of other friends that I can no longer recall. I walk past the shallow end of the pool, past where some kids are playing some game with a ball. At the edge of the courtyard is an ivy-covered archway that I'm planning on walking through, maybe turning it into a gateway to the Colosseum.

I remember to try to summon NewArtemis. As I pass by the stairway out of the pool, without stopping, I extend my hand toward the pool, and say, "[NewArtemis], are you ready to go?" It works! Art emerges from the water, walks up the stairs, and hops out of the pool.

Her voice is faint, but as she walks along she says, "Don't want to wear shoes. Don't like to wear shoes."

I don't know what to make of this, so I just go back to my stuff: "The Colosseum's right through here. You ready?"

"Yeah!" Her voice is still faint, but much more enthusiastic. As we approach the doorway, the dream ends.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #120: Raiders of the Lost Colosseum

I'm an Indiana Jones type of character. I'm in a huge stone chamber, deep underground, sitting on a platform on the arm of some strange metallic device. The device appears to be some kind of scale, with two arms extending to the side, my butt planted firmly on the left arm.

There are square receptacles along each arm and I'm holding a square-shaped block. I'm somehow supposed to fit into the right spot in order to make the scale balance and unearth some kind of treasure.

It occurs to me that I might be dreaming and I quickly decide that I am. I'm fascinated by this device, though, and want to keep playing with it. I try the little square block in a couple of different receptacles, which seems to lower and raise the platform I'm sitting on. After doing this for a bit, I blank out and go into the void. It's pretty sudden, and I lose track of my dream body.

Now I'm seated at my kitchen table, semi-lucid and slightly confused. There's a weird cord hanging down by the back door like something that would go with a set of blinds. I don't recogznize it, and I realize that I'm still dreaming.

I phase through the door into the yard. It looks like my yard, but the sky is orange and the fencing around my pool is missing. There's a strange ripple in the water of my pool, and I walk toward it to investigate. When I'm a few feet away, though, my vision goes black and I wind up in the void.

I'm determined not to lose my dream body this time, so I quickly lick my right hand, then rub my hands together. (Why lick first? Nobody knows.) I poke at my jaw, chest, stomach, and weenie. All are present and accounted for, and I'm satisfied that my dream body is intact.

Now I want to get to the Colosseum. I drop down to one knee and rub my right hand in the ground, expecting to feel Colosseum sand in my fingers. Immediately I do. Now I recall that in the past I had imagined a gladius (ancient Roman sword) in my hand and started swinging it around to transition out of the void. I decide to do this again.

I feel the weight of the sword in my hand as I whirl it around like a crazed chimp. I can hear the noise of a crowd all around me now and my vision's beginning to form. It's still blurry, but I know that I'm heading in the right direction. The momentum seems to give out at some point, though, and I wake up.

Its been almost a year now so I guess more than enough time has past since I should have had my second post. Before I talked about the first dream I had where 'she' was there. Now, I'll talk about the second dream. You may be expecting me going deep into how important she was to dream but this one, she just appeared out of no where. It all began like this. A word of foreshadowing, this was one of my very lucid dreams when I was 9, so don't blame me on if it seems childish. The world is normal and nothing bad has happened in a while. Out of the shadow of the world came, out of where came these monsters. All the leaders of the different parts of the world have decided to call in an elite team of 5 to fight of these monsters from where it all began (where this was I have no idea). This elite team was led by me. The other members where two girls(neither of which were her) and two other guys. They sent us in with our motorcycles and our guns (I was 9, don't blame me). The monsters where as weird as I heard they were. Mummies, vampires, frankenstein, werewolves etc. We where able to pin point the main source of the monsters to a single building. We were able to sneak past all the other monsters but now we had to go in ready to shoot. I had my trusty shotgun to help me out. We worked out a plan where I go in and shut down the main machine and the other have to get rid of as many monsters a possible. We all enter the 3 story building. Blah, blah, blah, I killed some monsters, they killed some monsters, I switch off the machine, all the monsters collapse like in Avengers. I didn't have control over the dream so things were still happening at random. Out of now where, there was a party thrown to celebrate my victory right outside the same building. Everyone I knew at the time was there. But, at the corner of my eye, I noticed a girl I couldn't recognize. I just continued on as though I never saw her but, after a while, my curiosity got the better of me. I went up to her. "Who are you?" I asked. "You don't remember me?" she said. I was confused at that moment. I had one of those speechless, trying to think of something while raising a finger moments. After that I just walked away. I didn't want to. In fact I wanted to ask her some more questions but still, I just walked away. Throughout the rest of the party, I was trying to figure out who she was but I couldn't. It wasn't until I woke up that I realized it may have been 'her'. I went back to sleep in hopes that I could still talk to her (if i'm still sleepy enough after a dream that could be lucid, I can go back to sleep and recreate the dream all over again but with the knowledge that i'm sleeping so I could control the dream) but it was too late. I couldn't find her anywhere. Then there was a thing where dinosaurs attacked and the dream ended in a "To Be Continued" sort of way but that's not important. Still to this day, I hate myself for not talking to her more during the party. Maybe I could have put an end to the mystery of who she was once and for all but only time will tell. So far, I've only had one other dream where 'she' may have been present. But that's a story for another time.

Yet another pleasant nightmare from the deep depths of my clear soul.

It started off with me in my house. Some guys broke in. (Did I mention that its long but I have bad recall?). A couple days later, they broke in again. We were trying to recover from the first time, so there wasn't much to steal.

I was up in my room. Strangely enough, the only things that looked like my house, were the outside (with the exception of a few sheds), and my room, the rest looked like a beach house I go to every summer. Since I was up in my room, I was safe. For some reason they only messed up the kitchen.

A couple days later, I was talking to my neighbors (not Jerry this time), and then I heard some alarm. I could hear windows crashing. Everyone ran away to behind a wood pile to hide, there were some sheds there (that do NOT exist in waking life). I tried to run but I couldn't move fast at all (a tell-tale sign of one of my nightmares). So I slid down, I though one of them was coming after me, but they were apparently too involved in their kitchen-robbery. I came down into a shed with a smaller boy than me, about 10 or 12, and he had a baby-ish face. He talked to me about something, can't remember what, and then I closed my eyes, out of scared-ness.

This... is where it gets weird. I can't describe it all in this, its already long enough, but I'm starting a thread about what the heck happened. Anyways...

fun dreams last night... it's like they were coming in and out of focus, fractals coming together when i put more attention in. it's like you gotta WANT them dream, and then a cognizant narrative will materialize (or you will materialize inside of it).

two of them stand out as important. i was at a beach resort, and i had met this girl. the conversation was going well, as i was sitting across from her at a table, and i realized it was time to ask her name. "Allison." (or another A name... i remember later on I forgot what it was with 100% certainty, but I re-labeled her Allison.) We were at a beach, her on the sand and me in the water. There was a pretty steep embankment, and the waves were big. I felt riptide currents pulling at me from underneath the water, grabbing at my ankles. But I carried on the conversation. The water is cold. Always cold.

It pulled me out at one point, but I remembered to swim to the side, and not against it. I got back to where she was waiting pretty easily, never out of eyesight, and I climbed back up onto the wet sand after a couple of tries. This has been a really common image for me, climbing up a sandy hill where I can't get any purchase. It used to be on climbing holds, which would crumble away because they were too sandy. Anyways, I made it back up. I was so happy to be WARM. "Let's just lie in the sun." She lies down close to me, touching. I'm so happy to just relax. The ocean is cool too, but it's dangerous. Relax. You are comfortable, you are the man that they want. Relax. It was almost like a dropping of pretensions; I didn't have to try to come off as brave. Our whole sides are touching. I try to grab her butt... she laughs and brushes me away. Oh well.

HOLY FUCKING SHIT WAS THAT AN ALLIGATOR?!? An enormous alligator rushes past us and flies into the ocean. We see him bobbing up and down in the surf. Jesus, he must be 12 feet long. A swimming tank. As we turn around another one comes out of the swamp behind us. He almost BITES me, but then goes into the water. Here's another one... He's smaller, and I GRAB his head before he can bite my hands. It's hard to hold his jaws shut (despite what they tell you in the nature shows); it still takes a lot of grip strength. I go back and show the people running the resort. What's the idea with THIS? "I almost got BITTEN by one of these things, it must've been 14 feet long!!" Soon, I am only holding his head. He has shrunk and shrunk. His tail fell off, like a lizard's when they get caught by a bird. Soon, it's just his neck and his head. The last part behind his neck detaches, and he's dead. We're going to eat him--it looks like fish, like the trout I cooked last night (IRL). I look at the bone structure and the flesh. Very interesting. Smells fishy, too. After I'm sure that the head won't move--it looks like one of those trophies you see put on the wall in creepy voodoo houses in New Orleans--I discard it.

Later I'm in a car, going up what seems to be East Cliff Drive in Santa Cruz. I point this out... These settings don't really mesh. Pretty cool that I knew it was changing, that's a good sign for lucidity. I want to go and meet back up with the girl, but we're getting farther and farther away. We come down the hill on the other side into a city. William is in the car. What the fuck man? I grab the wheel and crash the car in a fit of laughter. I don't give a fuck about this car ride! This ain't real! i get out and start to explore the city. One main priority is finding a place to shit. (Maybe I'll just take this as a sign and try to wake up and fart every time this happens from now on.) Walking around, different shops, different clothes. Some of them are cool, others not. There are some that are really sexy (and I could be getting this image mixed up from another dream I had later in the night), but I pull them off the rack and they're the same brand that I have already, or there's a color scheme that I don't like where only the sleeves are that nice color, and the rest is white. No dice.

I go back into a cafe kind of thing, it's a walk-through shop. The space is limited so they've made it like a museum. The bathrooms are at the end. There's no stall, only a toilet at the end. Oh well, I don't really care. I can do my business here I guess. I wake up.


The dream earlier in the night is going to be harder to reconstruct. (I hope I haven't jinxed myself with that statement.) In the future I'll probably go in the opposite order, since the more recent dreams tend to come back more easily. I remembered the title: "hot air balloons." That's a trick I use to remember a dream--I'll give it a title after dreaming it (sometime during the night), and the connotations are usually enough to help and bring it back. It was me and my sister. We started off in the clothes store, and we walked outside onto the roof. We were going on a great adventure. Our socks were full of prickles, and we had to take them all out. It came from stepping on the grass. Once on the roof I believe we took a ride in a hot air balloon; a distinct image of falling, falling, and opening up the chute (the balloon catching the air) once we were down low. It was barely enough time. Later the same thing happened, the same trip up, the same fall. Except this time the balloon didn't open up. We hit the floor. That's when we came to, dazed and sober on the roof. We took the prickles out of our socks. We had been hiding from somebody, we had a small object, like a ball of power that enabled us to live this lifestyle. Maybe it was just money we had borrowed from somebody. We were in an attic kind of place, and had been living there for a while. We had to give the money back. I found a one dollar bill and a five dollar bill. I gave the one dollar bill back, and kept the five jokingly. Then me and the person whose roof it was switched back, then he gave me the five and let me keep it. Swell. A cityscape underneath us. The narrative is gone; it's just a jumble of images.

Lots of waiting. Another dream: I am rooming with Emilio. Like it's the last year of college, again. But I've got somewhere else to go. I'm alternately sleepy or waking up. We want to play videogames, street fighter, but it's late. I'm moving on, man. I'm not trying to stay up late until 2am every night like I used to. Wandering around. It's either the twilight in the morning time or late at night, alternately. I've got somewhere else to go. My soul isn't here. But I check my phone, right as i'm leaving, and I'm disappointed, because he sent me a text: "Every time I need some reliable quiet energy, I can count on Joe "

HMMM.


I definitely feel like I'm at a turning point. I've been thinking a lot about the unconscious mind and understanding it, aligning it, since watching a hypnosis video the other day. Meditating on it, alternating between higher consciousness and the steamy subconscious underneath, letting it out with the out-breath and cooling it with the colder, crisp external world during the in-breath. There are things I'm gonna have to drop, obviously. Situations I will have to take myself out of because they aren't me anymore. That's the message of that in-between dorm dream, which is clear enough.

As for the alligators?? I have no idea what they mean. The ocean is clear enough--quit frontin'. To have one conversation on the surface level, with my head above the water, and then have different forces pulling at me from underneath--forces which I'm scared of and don't want to show to anybody else--that's a bad sign. Just get out of it. Get warm, get comfortable. Go for it and don't be sorry.

BUT THOSE ALLIGATORS THO

Odd, very vivid dream.

I went to the grocery store with my dad and bought a crapload of stuff. This odd fictional episode of American Dad, where Roger had this Elephant gun. Went back to the store again. Came back, a rerun of the same episode came on.

Dream #1

Lucid Dream? - no

Dream Topic - I get a disease that makes my dreams black

Dream plot - When I entered the dream I was in my Living Room with my Mother. She asked me if I had any dreams the past night. I said I didn't remember any. A few minutes later I fell asleep on my couch, when I woke up I asked myself, what did I just dream about? But nothing came to mind accept darkness. After a while I realize that I have a disease that makes my dreams black and nothing else, but I still dream. After I realize that I may never see anything in my dreams again I started to cry. My mother says that I can go to the pharmacy to pick up a pill to help me dream again. I woke up as i'm walking to the pharmacy.

i was in the dining room of my old townhouse. it was night, but the lights were on. my mother and father were preparing for passover (we're not jewish...) and they told me that eating before 9 pm wasn't allowed. i didn't care about this because i am not jewish. i was hungry and i wanted to eat some of the snacks they had laid out on the table, but i thought it might be rude to eat in front of them when they had to fast.

later we were going to the mall, which was located in toronto and called "queen elizabeth mall" or something like that. it was quite large. the colour scheme was warm yellows and browns. i was still looking for food. i went into a dark corridor and emerged into a large, dark room that housed animals in cages. i went into one of the larger cages which contained a group of otters. i decided to build a swimming pool for them. i did this similarly to how one would build a swimming pool in the sims. i had some difficulties with this.

i walked out of the zoo area and was accosted by a large woman wearing an elaborate red and yellow dress. she was angry at me for a reason that i don't remember.

i returned to the entrance of the mall. there was a coffee shop here. a fat guy in juggalo face paint was displaying some fancy squares and cupcakes on a tiered platter. i sampled several of these sweets but they didn't taste like anything. two teenage girls were fighting nearby and the juggalo said something like "hey bitch, why don't you have a caramel square?" i thought this was funny.

Many years ago, as a child, I remember dreaming one night, I thought to myself that what I was seeing was very strange. I don't quite recall what I was dreaming, it's just the feeling I got. I kept thinking and at some point came to the conclusion that I had to be in a dream. When I woke up I told everybody that, while dreaming, I realised it was a dream. My parents told me that was impossible.

Back then I knew nothing about lucid dreaming. It was only just recently that I started reading about it and somewhere I read kids become lucid more easily than adults. That explained a big deal.

This is not by any means a recent dream.
I just want to register it in my DJ.
I'm not really sure when it happened, but I'm guessing at least 15 years ago.
It was one of the most vivid dreams I had. It was a non Lucid. I'm not sure if at some point I had a bit of control.

It started, (I'm not really sure how to explain it because it's a really visual thing) with two anime or video game guys going all-in at each other in a square pit with a suspended platform on the middle. This was literally in a video game. One of them (not sure if Goku or Ken from Street Fighter) threw a monstrous fireball to the other and exploded the whole thing.
Suddenly I was in a Vietman type jungle.
The explosion turned real and blew some tree houses.
I was watching the whole thing at a distance from a high platform kinda thing with some friends. I only remember one of them. I'm calling him SG.
We were all quiet watching when, in a very sirious and worried tone, SG turned to me and said (I will never forget his words) - "Don't tell anyone that you're Superman"
As soon as he said it I instantly got teleported to the street where at that time i lived in.
At this point I'm realizing I'm Superman, but somehow I'm feeling really really afraid (sissi me ).
At that time there was a bakery there.
In front of it there was a small stage for a concert. It had some music gear there, Drums, guitars, etc. I remember some croud.
I started to run. There's someone chasing me. At one point I see him, but I can't really see his face. It's blurry.
I use the stage to runaway from this guy when I think - Wait, I'm Superman, this is stupid. I'm going to fly away. When I try to fly I just can't... Nothing happens.
Then the guy (i think it's a guy) that's chasing me says: "You can't fly because you don't have anything in your hand."
I'm thinking, what does that even mean?!?!
I continue to run. I'm going up on the street and as I turn left I grab a little stone from the floor and keep it in my hand.
I run towards a littlle concrete tank next to this house where my Grandmother lived.
I decided that I'm going to use the tank as a lever for flying away from there. Since I have the stone I sould be able to fly now
So I'm running and used it as a lever, and in the second after I started to fly the guy grabbed my leg and I woke up.

Somehow i don't remember how it all started, i just know i was lucid already and was hanging out
around my home, when i go to the kitchen i see my brother and my mom seated on those black chairs.
My brother is doing something on his laptop although i didn't look at it, I plugged his nose and told him "try to breathe now"
I felt his nose on my fingers and felt he could breathe, well he was dreaming now. Next, i get near my mom and plug her nose
and i tell her "You said lucid dreams weren't real, try to breathe now" I could feel her nose and felt her breathing as well and i told her.
See? You are dreaming, i was kinda happy and excited to bring them on my dream and because i was lucid of course (i wasn't )
then i go to the sitting room, but i have to stop on the middle of the kitchen because my mom asks me "Okay, what am i supposed to do now?"
I told her "Well, you can see your mother that died" she says "I don't want to see her dead" I say... "You can just resurrect her, just try to imagine her
when she was alive." and i made my way to the sitting room. **RANDOM PART** I lay down on the sofa and saw a transparent sack, guess what was in there?
Pokémons, there was a charizard a charmeleon and a charmander, i took out charizard from the sack and started to caress it like...
caress him on the belly on the head, like it was a dog i was extremely happy. Now some girl wants to fight against my charizard with her
snubbull, i was like "lol, snubbull vs charizard" she gave me a time to think on the battle, so i went to the kitchen again and i lay down on the kitchen floor
it was kinda fresh and it felt good, this time i took charmeleon from the sack and careless him.

Technique used for this dream: WBTB
Sleep time: 4 hours

Alright, last night I went to bed mentally and physically tired, had a long phone conversation with my girlfriend and I had to work.

I gotta go to bed earlier now, but it's hard when I'm just coming back from work at the time I usually planned to go to bed to :/

1st: Some fragment/dream about me playing some new RPG. I chose to be a water spirit and I could shoot water beams that looked like laser beams. Also I could summon a water wave. I attacked some monsters but they were so strong that they instantly killed me xD

Fragment 1: Playing a card game. My younger son's turn: he plays a powerful card.

Fragment 2: At work at someone else's computer. Discover right after sending an important email that one of the recipients was wrong. Frantically trying to recall it, but application closes and other frustrating things preventing me from doing anything useful. I see that it is already 10pm, but do not think that it is odd at all that I am still at work that late (in reality I never am).

Can't remember anything today. Work and life in general is getting in the way of sleeping.
Still waiting for my first "not random" LD.