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I recall a bit of the general blurs, but i particularly remember going to go fishing, and getting pulled over by a cop. I told em we were going fishing, but for some reason he didn't believe me.

It flashes to us 3 on a boat, him saying the same hsit, to which I say "just cast the pole", about 30 seconds in, something hits the bait and the cop just turns and says "oh... I guess you were going fishing" only other thing I remember, is him reeling in a large fish that was like.... bitten in half.

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.

Mardi Gras
Noelle, Lauren, and a large group of friends and I are all at "Mardi Gras," although the city looks nothing like New Orleans and the festival does not look like Mardi Gras.
I am standing in the middle of a crowd in the city. If I look to my left, there si a great divide and the city next to me looks like old Las Vegas.
The group and I are all out late partying. We want to go home early so we can wake up early the next day for Mardi Gras. We end up stopping in this large bathroom and are doing strange, milky Vodka shots. We meet a guy there who talks me into staying and continuing to party. I end up falling asleep in the bathroom. When I wake up everyone has left me. I pack up a bag I have with me and start to head out. A large guy with a towel comes into the bathroom. When we walk out, we are at a large house where he and a group of people, including my niece Hannah, live. Some kind of argument happens between me and a random car stopped in the road. I find it odd that one of the passengers automatically knows my name. I end the fight with "Whoo-hoo! It's Mardi Gras!" I sart walking round the house, looking up at the balcony for my friend (the guy in the towel) to tell him the story. I go inside and Hannah is there. I play with her by grabbing her hands and swinging her off the ground - defying gravity a little. My friend comes onto the scene and I tell him the story.
Later, Noelle finds me. I am upset at her for leaving me, but forgive her. She is wearing a 80's workout costume (like we actually wore for WR Mardi Gras). We start heading back to where we are staying to to get a costume for me.

Fragments

• Putting contact solution into large bowls in a bathroom.
• A strange play with people with strange, pale, blue eyes.
• I am in a car. Noelle is driving. Dayne is in the back seat. She is recounting a story to us as we drive down a windy road that reminds me of Ventura, CA. I keep trying to talk and tell her why people don't like her.

• I am walking with a group of people. We stop to ask this other group to go to lunch with us. They decline. We start walking back the way we came from. We run into Nigel from America's Next Top Model and his entourage. I ask him to go to lunch with us and he accepts. We are excited that one of our judges is coming to lunch with us.
  Somehow, we end up going to a play instead of lunch. There is about 16 of us altogether, so we have a difficult time finding seats together.
• A dream about my root canal cap falling off.

• True Blood Dream
• 2 FA's about waking up and writing in my DJ
• A tall, blonde girl has a crush on Noelle. The blonde girl and I are walkign outside a house. We both hear Noelle's voice from outside. She is immediately excited just from hearing Noelle's voice and wants to go inside. When we go inside, she starts trying to flirt with Noelle. I grab Noelle and start kissing her to show the girl that we are together. Noelle, a little embaressed and oblivious to the other girl's attraction, pulls away.
  Later, Noelle and I are in a bedroom together and I tell her that it hurt me when I was kissing her and she pulled away.
• I awake in a bed, well a mattress on a floor. As I drowsily open my eyes, I see a chicken walking around my room. Unsure of where I am, I start calling first for my Mom, then my sister, then Noelle. Noelle comes in and I ask her why there is a chicken in my room. More chickens start coming in the house as well as cats, and one small rat. I go outside and there are lots of chickens there as well. I am afraid that one will peck me. As soon as I feel this fear, one charges at me, attempting to peck me. I leap in the air and land balancing on top of a pole, ninja style.
• I am at a bank negotiating a loan. I explain to the banker that my bank is Citibank and is located in California. He takes me to another banker, but suddenly we are in the food court at a mall. His large bank-like desk is located in the middle of the food court. I tell him as well that my bank is located in California. On his desk are many tiny hats made of straw. Each hat has a country or state on it Since I lived in Cali, he tells me I have to wear the Cali hat. He gives me a little hat to wear that has a picture of a palm tree and the California Bear on it. I put on the hat and walk into the mall's food court. I walk up to a table and start talking to the people there, only to realize that I am wearing just a t-shirt and underwear. I realize that I am in a dream, but am not fully lucid. I decide I want to change my clothes and remember some tips from DV on dream control. I walk into the bathroom and take off my clothes. I decide I want to wear a blue halter maxi dress. I reach behind my neck like I am tying material and create the top of my dress. I guide my hands down my body and as I do, little blue particles come emanate from my hand and materialize into a dress.
• I am following two people up a maze-like series of metal stairs and elevators. I got the sense that there has been some sort of apocalypse or disaster and they are leading me to safety. The pair is dressed in black and grey punk clothes and are both wearing hoods so that I cannot see their faces. They are connected in some way, but I am not sure if it is as brother and sister or as lovers. There are running faster than humanly possible. If I concentrate on them, I can run just as fast as they are with ease; if I look away, I immediately slow down. I look away and start to fall behind and loose them. I ask if they are trying to outrun me. They say no, they are trying to help me. They lead me up a final set of stairs then disappear into a crowd of people. A few minuets later, a large white man approaches me, trying to hit on me and puts his arms around me aggressively. I start pushing him away. Another man, a large black man wearing a cool jacket, tells him to leave me alone. The white guy leaves. I thank the black man and compliment him on his jacket.
• Something about my sister and pink cupcakes.
• Matt S and I are in a large thrift store. We are in some kind of Project Runway type challenge. We are given a rack of clothes that we have to deconstruct and use to make a new outfit. We do this for Matt, then realize that we have to make on for me also. We start mine, but realize the group next to us is doing something similar, so change our plans. This cause us to not finish on time. We have to show an audience our outfits next. I don't realize it at the time, but the clothes are constantly changing through the whole dream.

That guy with one of those food shows, either on travel channel or foodnetwork, I can't remember. But he's a smarmy looking bastard. [edit] It was Troy Johnson from CRAVE [/edit] He was in my dream last night and he was trying to bag me I guess. He just kept hanging around me all day while I was practicing my music. I'm thinking that I was going for the opera thing again, I was at the piano, (in a huge gorgeous, albeit dark house that resembled the one from The Others), working on "Dove Sono" from Le Nozze di Figaro. He was doing and saying all the right things, being complimentary and attentive, but I knew what he wanted. Finally I said I had to go, or he needed to go, can't remember which. So he used the "bye now" as an opportunity to give me a bye-bye hug. I thought I'd just be nice and do the hug, but he went in for two smooches. Felt goooooooooooooooooooood, but I refused to be drawn into the evil web of the smarmy 'bad boy.' So I pushed him away with a firm 'fuck off', and was thankful my boyfriend hadn't walked in on that shit (see guys, when chics grow up, they don't go for that shit anymore, even if it feels good). Woke up.

Had another dream about traveling in an RV, and sleeping in a driveway, but, ehh.

Surely enough, I would say that this dream is very video game related, most likely my dream sign, though I cannot fully verify this yet.

The dream began in a somewhat eerie tone, though in a seemingly happy event. I was with my mom, my brother and my mom's ex-husband. I don't remember much of what happened, but we went to a club or restaurant of sorts. Other than that, I remember us having a good time, doing whatever it is that we did, though as the dream progressed, it became night, and with a quick and sudden transition, I was now an infant in a basket, an infant that could suddenly walk out of said basket as well. It would seem that gang members or smugglers were out to get me, scarily.

The woods were of a somewhat blue-night variety, and there was a stone bridge where the basket was on. Under it was a waterfall, one that streamed downwards rapidly, and I was one to be able to move down that waterfall with ease.

In mere seconds, I was now grown into an adolescent, though a girl who at times seemed to switch back to a boy, rinse, repeat. There was a... well, stoner looking guy with me, one who warned me about a large creature who was out to get me. The sun was either rising or setting at this point, but I was in a green pasture with a cliff at the end that underlooked a large peninsula next to us. Between that cliff, suddenly arose a large, blue and strange female, medusa-like creature, who screeched and spat fireballs at me. Her health bar was at the top, and it would seem that every bit of the bar that went down would show a small image of the creature without a torso piece on, breasts fully exposed. All in all, she had a weakness that I don't remember, and I was getting frustrated because I was loosing so much, though I was unable to beat her before my dream ended.

The other night I dreamed that there was a ghost living under my son's bed. It was trying to take him. There was this paranormal vortex under the bed that the ghost was trying to pull him through. I don't know what was causing it to fail. All I remember was that my mom was the only one who could see the actual ghost. She said that at night, she could see these wispy, smoke-like hands coming out from under the bed, grasping my son's ankles and throat. Nothing happened, as if the ghost's appendages lacked the corporeal matter to do any harm. At any rate, I wanted to see this for myself. So I took a picture with my digital camera the next time my mom saw the ghost. Sure enough, you could see the hands grabbing at my son. I was so scared, but I remember having this feeling of anger and bravery overwhelming me. I ran to my son's bed and beat at the air surrounding it, until I could feel a swift breeze sweeping under the bed as fast as it could go. I crawled under the bed, screaming at the creature, and sweeping my hands over the floor. I could feel a strong suction, like there was a passage to another dimension under the bed. Then I woke up.

Creepy.

I was walking outside my downstairs door into my carport. I got in a car that was a combination of my mom's and dad's car. The interior was my dad's car but the outside look was my moms car. I got in the back as my friend, dallas (Nexi) got in the back with me, and he asked what are you learning in literature? I said We're learning about poetry. And he said back Do you wanna hear my favorite poem? And i said yes. He started saying it, but it was in spanish. The only words i remember we're "El Paso", They were the first 2 words in the poem. then we drove off to school.

This is over the past week or so.

Fell asleep one night being otally mad at the girl who hasn't contacted me in months I fell asleep and her her say "FORGIVE MEEE!"

Crushed

I am in bed sleeping with that girl but I am under her legs.. I somehow teleported under her and her weight is crushing me. I am calling out her name and telling her to wake up and get off me. After a few minutes I am teleported to a kitchen table where asuka is standing. she has a silly stunned look on her face.

I breifly wake up and see "2" in Hypnagogic imagery.

Back to sleep.

1

I am walking outside at night time with a girl who has reddish brown hair. She is telling me that she was thinking of asking me out but was too nervous to ask or something. I begin saying that It's okay when I wake up slightly and see the number 1 in HI.

rip off movie

I o into a movie theater to watch some show about star trek or something. I just sit and watch it for a while when the screen goes black. Everyone murmurs in the theater a bit. I look to the guy closest to me and say "What's up with this stupid movie?" he says, "I dunno but I'm leaving."

"I'm getting a refund." I said to him and got up. I showed my ticket to the clerk and demanded a refund. I got it.

Dogs

I am inside a house where I see a dog with red or golden fur. It has black mud on it's fur. I am putting something down near a couch and the dog is in my way. I tell it to get out of my way. Another dogs comes in and is totally black. it harshly tries to bite the other dog causing it's fur to go darker. They start fighting when I wake up slightly and see HI that says "Rob stay away."

Suicide

I am walking in toronto towards a lake going to drown myself. and i am writing a story to that girl... planning on sending it off to her before I die. WTF.

*Dressed like "Big Boss" from MGS series
* In a big building/Sky scraper shooting enemies
* Blue colour pallete
* Glass walls on the building.
* Needed to escort 5 people to the roof for extraction
* could not find the 5
* got to the roof/helipad. it had a yellow H
* Had trouble sheathing knife due to lack of Sheath (On chest)
* put knife in back right pocket
* Had really good aim with pistol
* Lots of enemies
* It was night time
* after i got to the helipad i went to get the people. Dream ended..

So I was in a history class, when I'm not even a history student, with these two younger girls and the teacher. I asked to leave but the teacher was all like "No! you're my only student" I then told her about the two girls and she replied with "yes, but they aren't REAL students!" then after that I somehow ended up with a birds-eye view of my school and could choose where I wanted to go next. The next thing I knew, I was walking with a person I know called James. He was refusing to talk to me, and eventually he got angry at me and blamed me for something which Dream-James said happened last summer.

Sunday, 3/25/12 Bed 11:40
DR 2 am - LDing
DR 3 am -
WBTB 3:20 - 3:50 didn't fall asleep till 4:2O because of strong vibrations, I wanted to go OBE and fly in the rain so badly
*** I was saying thank you for my dreams, can I please have a long and stable one***
*** Day 3 of awareness*** in this LD, counted my fingers again after long time

DILD 5:40 am from FA 10 min.long
Started as a regular dream. Not sure about the sequence of events.
Neighbors kid Ivan is at our place. My mom is giving him and my brother a bath. They are both about 9 yrs. old. They made a huge mess in the bathroom, 1 inch of water on floor, as they are splashing and having incredible fun. My mom sends him home. From my room I hear his dad yelling at him & Ivan is begging him not to get punished. Then he yells either at his wife or my mom for not cleaning up fast enough. I think, here I lay down to sleep for LD, or just lean my head down and going into headrush. I wake up lucid. I'm standing on my balcony, my brother, who is about 7 now (not IWL) is next to me. I'm trying to decide, what to do in a lucid. I decide to shoot some fireballs, since everybody seems to have this down and I didn't have any better ideas. So i fling my hands and out flies these fireballs, that leave a smoke trail (kinda like you can watch the path of a fireworks, before they explode). There is a lots of them, but they are tiny, more like fireflies. There are some explosions. I'm kinda satisfied. Now I decide to fly to the moon (I think I try to do this 95% of time when lucid). As I fly up, I realize, that there are 2 moons. One, with features we recognize, is above neighbors house in NNW direction, the other one, without any features, just a bright ball, is in NNE direction. >>

Now I'm in a restaurant on top of the hill. There are 2 kids I interact with. Memory of this is foggy. We all walk outside and there are some pomello trees. We all love them. The fruit is beautiful and huge. But there is also a lot of tiny, not yet ripe fruit. I move some kind of a pipe that runs by the tree and down come a lot of cherry size, not ripe fruit. The waiter told me not to, he has some fruit ready to eat. He is upset by the mess I made. I ask for a bucket to clean it up. He gives me wooden crate and some rugs. I clean up the mess. (before bed, I thought about changing my job and becoming something else. I believe, this fruit I took down that wasn't ripe yet is a reference to me not being ready for my new job yet.)>>

Then I'm walking with this young waiter. I ask him if he noticed 2 moons. He says yes and then I realize that I recognize him to be the person who wrote about it in the magazine. At some point he tells me to look at the ground (I remember from tutorials this to be one method of stabilizing). I'm surprised he said that, but I do it. Then there is something about a waitress, she just learned, that the other moon will crash to the Earth in our area, but she is not exactly worried.
I continue walking with this waiter, who is now morphed into a little older guy and I feel there is more to him than meets the eye.
WBTB 5:40 - 6:05 remembered the dream for a while, but didn't write it down.

In this dream, I can only remember crashing into a friend's car with a friend in my car, and then we just drive away.

The other dream was about being back in LA with my family, but I still had meetings/appointments with Tech which is at where I currently live. Can't really remember the specifics on what happnes in this dream, besides what I've stated.

I fell asleep at 4am and dreamed about The Sims and one of my professors. (I'd seen this professor the other day around town and said hi, remembering that spring break is over and I go back tomorrow ). So I had gone back to class and he was trying this new thing. He wanted us to play The Sims and create ourselves or something. A starter house.

I remember thinking, really? I've been playing this game for 12 years and you want us to play the original version. (I really have been playing that long, I just counted it up and Wow, I'm a loser. lol) Anyway, in the dream I was all big-headed and knew I would be the best player there. lol. I realize how silly that sounds, but I was really excited to show my "simmin'" skills.

So I play for a little bit and remember thinking how weird the first game was since I've been playing the third for so long now. So simple and I really might as well go make myself a paper doll house and put on a pretty pink school girl dress.

So I'm sitting at this computer for a while and I'm looking around at other people playing the game. Their screens look different than mine and not in any physical way in how they appeared, but they seemed different, brighter and more new than mine. Still, not in appearance, I guess in my head.

I don't know, dreams are so weird.

Anyway, a few people start getting up and leaving and my professor is telling them goodbye, see ya thursday. I get up and say, wow, is it time to leave already? I start grabbing my things and realize that a few students had stayed and were sitting in a circular group on the floor in the middle of the room. My professor was with them and they had looked at me when I spoke. I saw that the clock on the wall read 5:42, but it wasn't a digital clock or anything so it looked a lot bigger than usual and it's a fuzzy picture, but hey, I knew the time. I realized we still had another 45 minutes of class left.

I asked him if we could go and he said yea, that's fine. I turn to leave but I notice the look on my professor's face. His eyes are bright and he's smiling at me. I stop and say, well, I guess I can hang out with you guys for a bit. I go to join the group and wake up at 6am with my son in his bed, ready to eat some breakfast.

I was actually enjoying the dream. So I was little upset to wake up from it. I really don't know why, it wasn't anything spectacular. Sometimes good dreams don't even seem all that great when you're in them, but when you wake up, you realize you were having a good time.

I need to quit playing The Sims, but they do have an interesting way of working into your dreams. When I was 12 or so my aunt had the game at her house and we didn't have a computer. I'd stay with her for a week or so every now and then and I remember getting really hooked on that game. She'd let me stay up all night and play it.

When I had gone home the next few weeks I kept having dreams about playing. I remember even at 12 that playing in the dream was a lot more fun than in real life. I knew I could do so much more with it in my dream. Interestingly enough, that's around the same time I had my first lucid dream.

When I recall the dreams I had about The Sims back then, I think I might've been lucid in a few of those. Of course, definitely not realizing what it was or how important it would be to me later on in life.