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I didn't nap yesterday, and I took Benedryl before bed to ensure I slept. I also tried a couple of new things. I told myself several times during the day, "I am the dreamer, I have control of my dreams." as DreamProfesser had suggested. I also added a new line to my "nightly plan" that I'm working on. The first line read "I will be lucid tonight. When I am lucid I will..." and then went on to my plans to try to meet up with K this time and ask him some of the questions I've been wanting to ask. It all sort of worked, I was lucid twice! But, they were the short early dreams that never last more than a moment anyways. By the time the longer dreams came around, I was already exhausted from being lucid during the early ones, and I had no success, lol.

Dream One: I'm floating in the air above some Victorian style houses. It's night time, and snowing. I am repeating to myself, "I am the dreamer, I have control of my dreams. I will be lucid tonight." then I realize, wait a minute... is this a dream?! And it was I have enough time to right myself as I was floating on my back, and look around to really admire the scenery. I notice the houses have elongated windows that are glowing yellow, but the light is steady like a light bulb not flickering like a candle which is what I'd have expected in a Victorian house. Then I wake up because my daughter's having a nightmare and crying out in her sleep.

Dream Two (Fragment): I'm not sure about much with this one. all I can remember of it was stopping in the dream and saying, "This is a dream!" then I woke up instantly. First time getting lucid has actually woken me up, lol. I was so sleepy I rolled over to try and DEILD and ended up forgetting pretty much everything about the dream :/ lol

Dream Three: This one makes absolutely no sense, even to me and I dreamed it! It starts out I'm getting out of a broken down suv, I'm in a snowy area. There are zombies coming up this snowy hill, and I panic because my ride is broken. Then I turn to my right and see a giant door in the mountain, like Moria(?) in Lord of the Rings. There's a woman signaling me to come inside and hurry, before the zombies can get me! I make it inside. I find out this room is some sort of zombie survival test. We have to do something to prepare ourselves to move onto the next level. I don't remember what we do, but I remember this room looks like a living room. The zombies are busting down the door, so we move on to the next level. The next level looks like a kitchen! I'm about to close the door between levels when the "zombies" break through and they're not zombies at all! They're little kids, like preschool/kindergarten sized kids. I decide we can't run from them, we have to take care of them. The girl tells me that I can't take care of them, it's a test. I have to act like they're zombies, and ignore them while we fortify ourselves. I ignore her and try to tell the kids to do something. It soon becomes apparent that the kids are little hellions! They bite me and bad mouth me, and I finally give up. I move on to the next level shutting the door behind me. This kitchen level has candy sitting on the shelf, and I'm hungry, so I grab a piece. My brother is suddenly there, and he steals the bag of candy from me. That's cool, I got a piece so I don't need the whole bag. I ask him about his girl friend, and he tells me he doesn't know, he doesn't love her anymore. I'm in complete shock because they make such a great couple and I would love to have her as a sister, ha ha. Then I walk to the table and there's a baby basket on the table. The kind like they show moses floating down the river in on the history channel when they do those bible history shows. It's light brown, and lines with a white liner, but it's filled with blood! Gross! My brother morphs into his girlfriend (hows that not make me lucid? lol) and she/he sniffs the basket of blood and tell me to smell it! I'm like, "no thanks!" But it ends up getting bumped and some of the blood spills on the table and we have to clean it up. Then we notice there's a window between the kitchen level and living room level, and the "zombies" (kids) are crawling through it! We run to the next level. But instead of ending up in the next level, I'm in a commercial for some gold colored minivan. There are windows all around with leafy golden vines etched in them, and this gold minivan is sitting on one of those spinning car platforms. There's a beautiful middle aged woman talking about the car. She's down dark skin, and she's standing in front of this golden light that makes it look like she is glowing gold. The light makes her black hair look like it's made of gold on the tips. She looked like someone had softly dusted her outline with gold. I'm not sure how to describe how awesome she looked, just that I was standing there in a awe for a bit just admiring this effect the light was creating. Then this portly white man walks up with all this ugly gaudy jewelry and purple robes like he was some sort of rich guy. He starts saying he hates the mini van, but he wants this glass and the doors. He severely annoys me, so I leave and find myself in a cubicle sort of area. That's weird, and boring. I leave that room, and I'm back in the Zombie Kitchen. Or rather in a hallway that didn't exist before, looking INTO the kitchen. There's also a small room to the side where the "zombie" children are in a class now, learning like normal preschool/kindergarteners would be. The teachers holding up a book, it all looks so normal now. Then everything flashes, and it's like I'm watching tv. The screen zooms out, and there are creepily life like Skylanders on top of a water fall with some humans. The narrator is saying they're the last hope against the zombie invasion. Then the dream cuts to a parking lot. My mom, Grandma, son and I are all about to get in the car.. only instead of a car it's my mom's tiny truck. There's only 3 seats. Someone has to ride in the back, and it's going to be me because Grandma's too old to climb up there, my son's too young, and my mom has to drive because I can't drive a stick shift. I'm scared mom will wreck and I'll get crushed. I wake up, thankfully, lol.

Dream Four: This one still has me feeling a creeper, lol. It starts off with my mom and grandma and I looking for a hotel. We end up going on a toll road, but the toll booths are closed. I feel like I'm going to get a ticket because I didn't stop, but the booths were closed so I don't. We find the hotel, and it's green, but there is a prettier rainbow colored one I'd almost rather go to, but our reservations are for the green one. Inside the hotel though, it's my husband, my two kids and me, as well as some other random little boy. Then my uncle and his wife and their two sons are there too. I'm watching the little kids play in the hall way, but then they start jumping and running and screaming and I tell them that if they don't quiet down they will kick us out of the hotel. The kids whine about this, but stop. Then I get a phone call in our room. I answer it, and it's the front desk man telling me that he has to report on all guests who stay in his hotel. I'm like, "Ok? it's just us and our kids, and we've done nothing wrong?" Then he tells me that one of my four kids is wanted by the government and they are on their way to pick him up because of his report. I hang up and I'm flipping out, apparently I don't realize I only have 2 kids, ha ha. It turns out, my fourth kid is a teenager?! and we've taken him in because he had no where else to go, but he's wanted on hacking charges. I walk out into the hallway where my husband is talking to a man in military uniform and our "son" is standing there with him. I ask the military man if we can't just pay for the damages he caused, and the military man says no, that he will have to work off his debt. I try pulling the, "but he's just a minor!" card, but then the kid tells me he turned 18 the month before. I'm mad, and I stomp my foot and tell the man he is not taking one of my kids away! Then I hug my "son" and tell him I am so, so, so sorry that we choose this hotel to stay at. That if I had known this would happen I would have never come there. He seems really apathetic, and it feels pretty awkward because my "son" is taller than me, so I just walk out of the hall and leave it to my husband to handle. I'm a mess, blubbering like a baby, lol. I walk outside, but feel like I'm doing no good and restless. I walk back inside and fuss at the desk man (who funny enough looks like George Lopez). "My son's getting taken away because of you! By a man in the military no less! What if they send him to war? What if he dies because you turned him in?! I am never staying in your crappy hotel again!" I walk back inside, and my aunt is talking loudly to someone about how she "didn't know we'd taken in a criminal, and if she had she'd have never come on this trip with us! How dangerous! Her kids could have been killed!" I snap and tell her that he isn't a murdered, he just got mixed up in some hacking crap a few years back and he didn't realize he was doing any wrong until the wrong was done. Then I equate it to downloading illegally or something. Then a cousin from a different side of the family starts telling me that no one is buying my sad mother act, that everyone knows I'm secretly in love with that guy and that's the reason we took him in and acted like he was our kid. Then I'm still bawling and go outside again, but this time so does our "son". I try to get my space by walking away behind the building but he follows me. He tells me quickly behind the building that he knows I didn't mean to get him caught and that everything's going to be ok, to just not worry, but I'm really upset. I realize I'm mostly feeling guilty because if I had chosen to stay at the rainbow hotel this would have never happened. I walk back around to the front of the building remembering what my cousin had just accused me of, and not wanting to be in a position that might make that look true. My husband pulls up in a white car and tells us we need to go home to get the kids things so he can take them with him to the military. Then my husband starts telling me in the car that the military has found several of the "kids" teeth, and they were dated and he's a lot older than he's trying to play off. He says the kid is almost 26, making him older than me, and that they've also found some of his bones as well as bones of missing persons (basically, dream logic translated this to implying that when he'd break a bone or something he'd cut someone else's limb off and replaces his own with it because it'd heal faster that way?) I tell my husband there's no way he'd do that, he may have gotten mixed in with a bad crowd, but he wasn't a bad person. My husband accuses me of being too gullible. I turn and look back at the "son" who tells me not to worry about it, everything will work out but doesn't say anything about those accusations. We get out of the car, and we're at a house with a pool! We have to climb through the pool to get into the house though (weird! lol) and I turn to the guy who's been deceiving us this whole time, and I tell him to make sure he survives, and not to forget he was supposed to go to college, get a good job, and build a mcmansion (yes, I called it McMansion, lmao) for the whole family to live in. He smiles and says Yeah. Then my real kids wake me up! I look back at the dream and feel pretty gross, lol.

The initial non-lucid had been going on for awhile, it was about how I had a major paper due in the morning. Failing to have it done may get me thrown out of school. I had not even opened a book and should have started weeks ago. I met with all sort of confusion and things preventing me from getting it started. There seemed no hope.
Wait? How long has it been sinse I went to school, 10 years? What is the paper actually on, and how did I graduate and still owe someone a paper? All of these questions made me decide to RC. I use a gravity RC, so I attempted to levitate. Sure enough I was able to float up off the ground. I looked around and most of the scene was the familiar gray blue of my dreamscape. A desk full of books and me, were the only strong visuals. Suddenly the desk was about to fall apart and I knew it was full of chimes. I floated over to it and tried to hold it together. I knew I should not let the dream capture me, so I started to try and stablize. I looked at my arms around the desk, but at that point I woke up. Dur ~1-2 min.

I had a dream last night.... I dreamed....

I dreamed that I... was taken. Kidnapped, By a mysterious force. It felt like a serpent or monster being.... Anyway, It for some reason puked me up inside this strange portal... I woke up In a cavern... I got up and gained consciousness of my surroundings, So I pressed on, I explored and ventured into the caves, Searching for a way out, Searching for light... I then somehow am equipped with a torch, the ones that you turn on and off?... I use it as a useful light source and fire source... I then pick up a wooden torch, and light that on fire too, Then I find my brother, Tied up, almost like he was ready for a Sacrifice or something... I set his restraints on fire and free him, We both run out, looking for a way to escape the caves, We come to light. I see it. I see light up ahead... We leave the caves... Only to be greeted by a giant beach like landscape... A dark beach, an ugly beach.. The burnt down white branches and white sand all over the place, The wind blowing slightly... I examine the beach, And tell my brother to gather some branches, and begin crafting weapons,... Because by the looks of what was happening, ...We would need them..

I hope to continue this dream later..

04.18.2012

Cranky Chemistry TA (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a nearly perfect replica of a Chemistry lab at my University. Black top tables, gray vents to suck up chemical vapor and the such, perfect environment for me to not do any kind of reality checks.

The experiment seemed simple at first, just get a graduated cylinder, and inside a fairly lukewarm water bath made from one of those huge beakers, probably the 500-600 mL ones. Once you put the cylinder inside of the beaker, some small reaction should occur to manifest some kind of "L" shaped figure that would be tilted in various positions for each person..

I looked at the girl to my right, I didn't pay attention to how she looked like, since we were wearing goggles, and sometimes there would be a natural shine on them that would prevent you from looking into their eyes without things being awkward, but I guess the dream was really trying to fool me by even incorporating basic eye safety for once.

Oh, and the girl was probably wearing a light teal green shirt, with some fairly tight pants that make her curves more distinguished, at least from the perspective I'm looking at her, since I'm taller than her. I think she was my lab partner, because she was looking at my materials on the table, but I couldn't remember what we were talking about exactly.

I believe I looked at a female to the left of me, she was Black, and looked like the girl in my Chemistry Lab that was black as well. She was wearing a black shirt and really short Khaki shorts (which should've prompted me to do a reality check because they're really strict on us wearing only long pants or dresses in labs that cover our ankles at least).

Then I realized the graduated cylinder I had didn't even look like one, it looked more like flask with a circular bottom, and it was filled with some type of yellow liquid. And the water bath itself was a bit odd as well, maybe it was the setting of the lab's overall color, seeing as its color was mixes of yellow, apricot, and light brown.

Since I realized the object I have isn't a graduated cylinder, I go up front to replace it with one. There happens to be one graduated cylinder left, and I grab it, and I think I finally get the same results from putting it in a water bath just like everyone else, which makes me worry less now.

After everyone is done, we all group up near our Chemistry TA, who is black. She's getting ready to tell everyone some helpful hints in finishing the Data Reduction Analysis worksheet for the experiment, problem is, there are a few people that are talking way too loudly for her to make a coherent speech.

She stops in the middle of her talk to signal those talking to be quiet, and she continues talking some more, but there's still some idiot talking to another person. They were whispering most likely, but when everything is quiet, those whispers started to become annoying.

Then the TA got annoyed and said that we'll just have to figure out how to complete the DRA on our own. Everyone's pissed of course, and I turn back to someone, probably my lab partner, to say,

"Man, she really is cranky huh? Especially how red her eyes look right now"

I believe my lab partner nodded, and I mentioned her red eyes because the TA looked really tired, like she didn't get any sleep at all.

We leave the room, since lab was finished, and I walk slowly with my lab partner, or just by myself, but I'm paying attention to the idiot was talking too much in lab that prevented us from getting useful information in finishing the DRAs, since those are ALWAYS a b.i.t.c.h. to do in waking life.

He's wearing a light gray shirt, and dark blue pants most likely, and he's pretty muscular, but I wondered if he was just fat that made it look like he was buff. Apparently, he has to get ready for some kind of jog or track meet, which is what he was talking about in lab before most likely.

I asked myself how he could possibly be on the track team or anything that involves running with something other than his mouth....

Then the dream fades

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04.18.2012

Detour (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe the dream starts out with me getting closer to the Sbisa Dining hall, but there's construction going on in front, so it leads me to go to the detour instead like everyone else is doing.

I was riding my bicycle at first, but because of the detour, I had to get off it and carry it, and I also think another reason I got off was because two females were in front, and they were only making things slower for me.

(I should've realized that construction near the Sbisa was already done before, so there's no point setting up barriers unless the situation was serious).

I follow the two females who were annoying in blocking where I wanted to go (they weren't purposefully doing it). The girl on the left was wearing a pure white jacket, blue jeans, and probably a light blue shirt as well.

She was tall.

She had black hair.

Her skin tone...she looks Hispanic....

I had a "wait a second" moment, and then realized the same girl looks like the one in waking life, Lyanne.

She always did look at me when she thought I didn't catch her doing that in waking life, and the reason why I'm mentioning that here is that it seemed she was pretending that she wasn't seeing me, and using her friend as some kind of starting point to play the "Oh, I didn't see you there!" game with me to try and have a conversation with me.

There are these white metal fences at the edge of each step going down towards this random path, and I had to wait for the fences to lower themselves for me to advance to the next step.

I had to hold my bicycle at a higher angle because the fences sometimes were at chest level, and I wasn't aiming to hold the bike over my head, which made it a problem for me.

I can't remember much after that.

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04.18.2012

Tennis Talk (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The feelings I had later on in this dream was really a freaking laugh, I started to get all emotional for no apparent reason over people I didn't even care about in waking life.

I'm inside a theater, and it seems the clip was going to start since the lights started to dim a little bit. I go up the stairs that had red carpet material on them, and I go all the way up to the top.

I sit in the middle of the row, and I see a male coming up to my left, and a female coming up to my right. After a few seconds of looking, I decided it's best to just ignore them, and pay attention of the clip that would be showing eventually.

Then the guy sits next to me, and not even one seat over to the left, he literally is close to me, and so is the female. This tempts me to ignore them even more, until the guy finally says,

"Come on Brandon.....you know it's us."

I had a feeling who it was, and just kept ignoring him while keeping the female in range of my peripheral vision.

The guy looked like Adam, and the girl to my right looked like Kimmie (or is it Kimmy?) in waking life.

Kimmy has her usual mascara, at least frrom what I remembered in High School. She's wearing a really dark gray hoodie, along with a white shirt. Then I turn back to Adam, and he's talking about something that leads me to break down emotionally in front of him.

He asks me something related to what me, him, and Kimmie did in the tennis team in High School before.

I don't know if this was a genuine act of me breaking down emotionally, or a pretentious act to get him to shut up, but I say something along these lines while looking at my hands and --> <-- THIS close from crying....

"It's just......it's just that I don't have the time to do things like this anymore (tennis, mind you)...and the bond we had when played doubles (LOL LMFAO, WE HAD NO BOND, this is starting to turn weird now!!!!)......I just can't do that anymore because there are more important things for me to do now..."

He talks some more, but by that time, I thought it would buy in to the sob moment I gave him.

I think Kimmie just looks at me for a few seconds, and glances back to doing something on her iPhone.

I've noticed that when I occasionally see Kimmie in my dreams, I'm always sexual towards her. I wonder if she appears once in a while to represent my repressed feelings for her.

I've always looked her body, it was just....her rear was kind huge, but it was in the right places, and her delicate thighs were always so attractive to look at, especially when she would sweat from activities, they would always give off this shine.

Hmmmm....

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04.18.2012

Pink Velour Pants? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much, but I saw a female in Pink Velour pants, white shirt.....

Reminded me of Alyzarin because of the velour pants she wears, kind of a horrible association to go by, but it's better than forgetting the dream.

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04.18.2012

Code Lyoko Fight (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe William, when he was controlled by X.A.N.A., is facing Yumi and Ulrich, and they're all at the supercomputer!

I'm presuming they were in their specter bodies Jeremy created for them to destroy other supercomputers in the real world outside of the virtual world if Lyoko.

But at the same time, they all looked like their virtual versions inside of Lyoko...

Anyway, I believe Yumi tries to throw her fans at William, but he dodges them and give her a good hit from his large sword, meaning she gets KOd instantly.

Now it's just Ulrich, and William takes care of him easily, I just can't remember what he did specifically.

Then all of a sudden, Jeremy is going into the scanner, and he looks pretty serious and mad that William was doing this to Yumi and Ulrich.

I can't remember anything else after that.

So, last night I had the most successful number of dream recalls in a long time.
Dream 1
This dream began in a cafe that I frequent quite regulary at University. Instead of looking out onto University buildings, it had an aspect that encompassed a futuristic city skyline. (I have had to research blade runner). It was my birthday but I vaugley sensed that something was wrong. I began to cry, upon which I ran into the stairwell followed by my friends. Suddenly I noticed that the lobby was huge, and a cross between a skyscraper lobby and the architecture of Epcot!!?! My mother was seen walking with someone from school, who I assumed had become her new daughter and then cried some more.Dream 2
The second dream of last night was even more bizarre. I arrived back at what looked like my High school campus on a coach, presumably having been on a trip. The theatre or opera springs to mind but goodness knows why. I left my luggage on the coach and went to my University room (which looked nothing like it actually does). Alarm bells rang briefly as I wondered why it looked so strange-coming lucidity that I easily quashed when I believed that the student knocking at my door would take me back to the coach to get my luggage. I was anxious that the luggage would get driven off with. But the unknown third year boy reassured me that he ran the trip so would help get my luggage back if we missed the coach.Again, the architecture was somewhat futuristic but there was a lot of dark wood.Dream 3
The third dream was more complex. I had accompanied a couple that I know well to London. ( I have been there recently) We booked into a travelodge, the female of the couple wouldnt let me take the single bed and made me sleep in the double with her boyfriend, watching us sleep all night. All perfectly innocent, just odd! We made it to the cafe bar downstairs in the hotel lobby where a number of people,including some I had just seen from afar in a pub the night before the dream, were having a meal. We played with Guinea Pigs, me all the time worrying that we would get thrown out for having animals. We did eventually, by a woman with dark,curly hair and apron as we broke a glass by accident. The couple and I mad eour way back upstairs in a lift and the by stairs. They ran ahead whilst I tripped and fell up the stairs throwing my luggage (which was the same as the previous dream and appeared from nowhere) everywhere. I feel asleep on the stairs, dreamed in the sleep in a hazy brown fog and woke up. I proceeded to climb the stairs to look for our room 4004. The male in the couple was some way ahead but he did not stop to get me. The corridors were oak pannelled and there were suddenly almost disney-like guides everywhere,wearing deer stalkers. I walked under the space-shuttle simulator..(I saw pictures of Discovery before bed.) and suddenly felt concious. I felt I should ask for help, and this ginger haired man appeared, fairly tall,wearing a red,tour guiding t-shirt. He showed me the way to go and led me down a corridor. The corridor became sandy, I could feel the sand beneath my feet. Looking to my right, I noticed that I was on Blackpool beach. I questioned how this could be. The tour guide decided to confide in me that his father was an alcoholic and taht he was here to help me. I questioned him, I asked, 'Why is the path suddenly a beach?We were in a corridor?' (Or words to that effect) His reply was quite inspirational: 'Just because you are on a path, it does not mean it is the right one'. We walked further down the beach, past a lot of people all in pairs, he pointed a large, white and lime green 50's style condo/house/mansion. I got images of the interior and then I woke up.

So what have I learnt? My dreams last night were obviously characterised by anxiety but I put this down to the fact that I have a bad cold and Uni stress. What is interesting to me is A) the number of men in my dream. B) The lucidity I gained a little after falling asleep in a dream and the ginger haired man. That part of my dream was particulary lucid.

Key dream themes: Anxiety,luggage ( lost,unpacked and left),Oak.

I would appreciate your thoughts,have you ever questioned a dream character?Did you believe them to be guides or just a standard part of a dream?

I'm a wizard. There's this girl and her older sister with me that I'm hanging out with. I'm in my old house (Ledbetter,) looking through my irl sister's old closet. I find things like old gameboy games that don't exist and stuff. The girl and her sister are arguing about magic and the little sister is complaining about how much of a bitch her older sister is, with her "gaming job" and stuff.

The older sister and I could do/understand magic, but not the little sister, so we just kinda ignored her. We were looking for something specific, I think, and watching out for something. We decide to finally go to sleep and we lay down. It's very cramped. I close my eyes and hear the younger sister say "It's funny that we're going to sleep in a normal person way, but the dirt is changing into ____"

I realize we must be WILDing, so I try to transition to the meadow. I wake up.

I'm not sure if this counts as lucid. I realized I was transitioning to a dream, but I'm not sure if I realized I was in one at the time. I only realized that as I was in the middle of the transition. and decided to just try to transition all the way to the meadow instead of just back into the old dream (for some reason... -sigh-)

So, a little background. I was attempting to have a Lucid Dream to meet Tom Selleck, inspired by the Task of The Month thread. I would normally attempt to see Isaac Asimov (I'm a big fan) but as he is dead and I only ever saw a few pictures of him, I decided that Tom Selleck would fit as I spent a lot of time as a child watching Magnum P.I. and I still think he's awesome!


The first thing I remember is being in my home, though it was a little different as there were shelves all over the place, and they were filled with items like suntan lotion, beach balls, flip-flops, and the whole place smelled like coconut oil and rubber. I said to myself, "I must be in Hawaii!" and as I said this I turned around to find myself facing the beach. I was close to the waterline, perhaps ten feet from where the small waves were gently rolling up on the sand. Around me were a number of people, all busy moving umbrellas and lighting equipment and some cases that contained equipment of some kind.

Immediately I thought , "Ooh! I'm going to meet Tom Selleck! I wonder where he is?" I saw a tiki bar to my left and I headed in that direction, knowing it might be a good place to find him. On the way there I realized I was very thirsty, and I couldn't wait to get to the bar. A large equipment case was near me, placed halfway in the water, and there was a Ginger Ale on top. I saw a guy who I thought I recognized nearby and I asked him, "Do you mind if I have some of your drink?" He turned around and I was disappointed to find that it was Stephen Spielberg. He looked bothered that I had asked to have some of his drink but he just said, "Yeah, go ahead."

I didn't hesitate to pop the tab on the can and drank a third of the beverage in no time. I placed it back down and said, "Here. I only drank a third of it." He grumbled but didn't say anything about it. He instead approached me directly and said, "We need you on set right over there." He pointed to a nearby spot in the water where the crew was setting up props, and I realized I was an actress. I looked down and decided that I wanted to be wearing a grass skirt, and by the time I saw my lower half the skirt was there.

Despite Stephen Spielberg's lackluster attitude I was excited, and I asked, "Is Tom Selleck around here? I really want to meet him." The director replied, "He's not here today." and walked off, leaving me standing in the waves. I was sad, and my disappointment ended any chance of lucidity I had.

I walked back to the hotel and went to my room, a large space with big windows and white curtains and sheets. The bed was large and soft, and I sat down on it. The walls were brown, and normally I wouldn't pick that color for walls but it looked nice. TV didn't interest me so I went downstairs to the bar. I was going to order a drink but I realized I needed to use the bathroom and went off to the side of the bar and back into the stockroom, where a toilet was located and surrounded by clutter. I had to pull it out from the clutter to even be able to sit on it.

Apparently tropical drinks weren't agreeing with me that day and I had a fairly soft *poop* that I wanted to get rid of before anyone saw me. I thought I was reaching for the toilet paper but instead I was using paper towels, which were effective in cleaning my butt yet also effective at spreading the mess. I got some on my shirt at one point and I clickly removed that.

When I finally cleaned myself up I went back out to the bar and PhilosopherStoned was tending bar. He had a large scar on his head and was wiping down glasses with a rag. He just gave me a smug look and I walked on past.

I stepped from the bar to an office building, or school (not sure which) that was located in the city of Westlake Hills, on the west side of Austin. The office(?) was managed by a large black woman in a blue uniform, and she was chewing gum.

And then my dream ended.

I fell back to sleep this morning, after noting my first set of dreams. There was a woman truck driver in my dream, and she was pretty good looking brunette. She needed her truck loaded. I got in a nearby loader and took scoups out of a pile of topsoil and put it in her truck. Loading it went quickly, as if I were using the huge loader bucket as a giant shovel instead of it being machine operated. I filled her trailer first, getting it to the maximum capacity like she wanted but not overfilling it, then I did the truck the same way. She took off in her truck, it was a short double, once I was done.



Next I'm with my dad on his property, at least it was a representation of his property that was about 10 acres big and about half woods on it. He was going around marking out spots where he wanted to build circular lookout towers. I didn't understand exactly why he wanted to do this, but I imagined they would look cool once they were finished. He was only marking were to put the foundations at this point. They were circular marks in the ground, supposed to be 6 feet across in diameter, but visually they looked closer to being 10 feet across. Ah dream math.

My dream transitions to me returning to work. I'm on a computer doing or learning stuff. It is next to a wall, and over to my left is a door to the office. Management is in there. Seems I'm early, since my shift hasn't started yet, and I need to get ready. I'm bundled up like its wintertime, strange. So I'm over at the locker area trying to find one to use, which is is as big as a health clubs locker room. The ones I find are either in use, dirty, or too low to the floor. I give up on that, but what is neat is when I leave the locker room the clothes I'm wearing has changed anyway. Now it should have been getting time to swipe in. I had glanced at a clock on the wall, but it was saying something after 11:00. Another one in the hall had a different time, and then the timeclock itself had even a different time! I give up on trying to figure out what time it is, so I ask a co-worker if it is time to do so. She says "yes". She swipes in, and then I swipe in as well, even though the time seems to be off.

My first dream was me going back to work, but the management there still giving me stress more than twice as much as usual. I'd rather not remember any more than that of this dream.

Later on my youngest sister and I were in a mall walking around window shopping. This mall had a main isle laid out in a big semi-circular pattern, although it continued on after that as a straight hallway. We stopped to see a couple movies at the theater. That was nice. After the movies, we spilt up but decided to meet back at the theater at a certain time. After wandering around for a bit, I decided it was time to go back to the theater. The mall was so big, walking was going to take forever. I decided to run, and reached the end of the mall quickly. Oh no, this is the wrong end, I went the wrong way!

There was a display there showing a map of the mall, so I'm trying to look at it and see what I did wrong, and what way to go to get back where I want to be. Although the display model somewhat resembles the mall, it is confusing so I decide not to waste any more time looking at it. I start heading the other way getting ready to run, there is only one route to follow anyway. There is 2 speedwalkers in front of me, a couple. I'm slowly jogging by this point and trying to pick up speed but they are in my way. As I start to go around the guy, he puts his arm out to block me from doing so, as if he were going to clothesline me. I'm like, "oh no you didn't!" It's a good thing for him I woke up at this point, or we were gonna fight.

I was in command of some kind of attack on an alien planet with A. as my companion. I killed a few human soldiers in a gunfight and after believing the fortress to be clear I loaded up a six-shooter revolver for A and entrusted her to guard two prisoners. Rather oddly I remember that I loading the gun with what appeared to be rubber, toy bullets although whatever they were they had fatal effects on their targets! We were then overran by winged alien creatures although were rescued by two Jedis who I believe were Obi Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker. Weird stuff!

I then had a rather infuriating false awakening in which I recorded this dream!

Conjure some awesome butter chicken!
Look at an object, maybe my hand, focus on it and then focus on the foreground.
Look in a mirror.Go into a restaurant, and eat food!

Couldn't be because I raided for four hours last night and then stayed up late. >.>

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My World of Warcraft guild was fighting Heroic Zon'ozz and Heroic Yor'sahj, only it was real. We weren't characters, we were ourselves. And I could see the sky, I remember lots of stars. We were given two--buffs, I guess. They were small white packages with different colors, one blue and square and one orange and rectangular. The blue one gave us all our health back, the orange one made our tank not lose threat.

Our tank was our GM, who is a rogue. And he was really big. One of the buffs made him really tall, so he towered over everyone.

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Well, I don't know where the line is between fragment and dream really. Well here it is

The fragment/dream:

I was in the Counter-Strike 1.6 game, it was just the same as the game but I wasn't a player behind the computer, instead I was IN the game as a counter-terrorist with a real M4A1/colt in my hands.
We were outside a building (reminded of a castle) shooting up to the roof where loads of terrorist were. They were shooting back and I was taking protection behind a piece of the roof that hanged out from the building. I started shoot there and prayed to hax them. A few seconds later I got a big hard rock/brick in the back of my head. A terrorist had came another way around the building and were pissed on me because I camped? and that's why he threw the rock/brick. I told him I was not camping.

There it also ends.
The fragm/dream/recall were quite short, but recalled the details above and not sure if shall be classed as dream or fragment.

[EDIT]
Counted as a dream

I was in an arcade somewhere and there was a DDR game, but you could use these buttons instead. I just played the (3 second long) demo and watched some kids play a horseracing game, and walked out, appearing on a deck. There was a microphone hanging from the ceiling. I was in an argument with a guy over something that happened in the arcade, but that made me do a RC and become lucid. I said "no, you're the one who's wrong... because I'm lucid and you're part of my dream. Good bye!" I leapt up and started to fly, but my vision got blurry and I woke up.

I don't think I've ever felt the transition from a lucid to waking up before. I usually lose lucidity before that happens.