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A lot of what I "remember" from the early part seemed more of a blur as a bits of my dreams do, usually the times when i'm alone and there is nothing being said (i vaguely recall an... "everywhere storm" on the US and another shark themed dream passed by in the blur last night)

But yes, all of a sudden I was like... driving around this sity, had just taken an off ramp and was driving around looking for something. It was dark, and for some reason I was particularly trying to stay away from "skunks" (what i generally call their calls). I managed to pass through the town with only seeing glimpses of them going in their own directions.

I remember the feeling of urgency growing rather strongly in this dream, that I needed to find the freeway and and backtrack or go somewhere else. Another thing I must note, wasn't the first time I'd been to that city. First time driving around there.... but I can pull back having a dream some months where I was running around it barefoot or something.

. . . . . (catching flickers of a memory) nah.... that was... hmmm For some reason I'm remembering a lot of.... aerial acrobatics.... which is something i generally don't do (matrix-status jumping around/over homes/buildings)

Anywho after the driving dream ended.... there was one more dream for me to have.

Once again another hotel/motel (may have been a motel in this one, looked more like it). As the dream started, I'd just arrived with a 2 others. For some reason me and one of them expected someone to be waiting inside.

One of the two followed behind me (for some reason, some people in my dreams... may as well just be a dark shadow with no detail XD..... I just don't see them, i know they are there, but I can't place what gender they even are .) The other went to a side window to look inside. Before doing this I of course "pulled" 2 swords that I own, (one being my main, but the other wasn't the other one from the previous, which would explain what happened in a few moments) I have my main spkatana, and i toss my old oceankatana to the person i arrived with about to go for the window. Now armed we proceeded

I went straight for the door, opened it about an inch, and then kicked it the rest of the way open. At this point, me and the follower only had t otake a few steps in. Just being me, I naturally decided to just pear around the door (against the wall where the door sits when fully open), and.... I couldn't even see them but he was there, just as with those i'd came with.... I could but couldn't see him. Within the second I saw the othersword, the angel-wakizashi (naming em for later reference) flying right into my face, I remember pulling back just in time to see the blade extend past it and the eventual hand and handle of the sword which is how i knew which one it was.

I grabbed the person and pulled them away from the door, one of the others was about to help me with em while i had them locked up, to which I yelled at them not to. I tripped the person/thing up and followed him to the ground, both of us still also clutching the Wakazashi (short katana for those who don't know), a smooth as butter I turned it towards his chest and sunk it down into him. I vaguely remember me/those with me asking who sent him... But I don't remember hearing any answer. Pretty much when I woke up.

May go and type up some other entries while I seem to be in the dream remembering mode, an have the day off. Have missed a lot.

I was in a group of people auditioning for something. There were four of us, and we all had to dance and sing. After our audition, a blonde guy came up to me and was very encouraging, and said I was a good singer. I looked over and saw a chart on the wall of all the people who had tried out. It had the team name, small chibi drawings of the heads of the people in each team, and a comment on how they had done. Most of the teams had 2-4 people and not very good comments, but I found ours, which said we were 'great!' The drawings showed it was me, 2 other girls, and a guy with darker skin, and we were called Team Kitties. I was surprised to see that we had done well.

When my son finally took a nap around noon, I decided to do some reading for my Government class. However, our government is very boring, so I shut my eyes instead.

I'm pretty sure this is the first real WILD I've ever had, because about five minutes after I closed my eyes, I was still staring at blackness but something didn't feel right. I was sleeping, I knew, but I could hear T still playing his video game. Soon people from the game Skyrim started to appear (T's game) and I wanted to have sex, plain and simple. I've never actually gone through the whole process of sex in a dream, so it's something I've wanted to try. In the past, usually the people I try to have sex with disform and it's disturbing. If there are levels of lucidity like some people proclaim, I do believe I was more aware than usual, because I could remember my lucid dreaming goals. I just didn't feel like doing them.

Anyway, these people appeared but I was losing lucidity, everything kept going black when I tried moving around. I thought I woke up maybe two or three times, but I'm still not sure if I was even awake. Each time I would close my eyes again and I'd instantly be back in the dream.

The Skyrim people were gathered in some kind of church doing service. The pews were full of people. I was walking down the aisle thinking to myself about why I was having this kind of dream. I was scoping the place out for a sex partner. I realized that all of the people were old and mostly women. Everyone had turned and got on their knees in the pew, like doing a prayer. I decided to take advantage of a guy that was on the end of a row. I came up behind him and groped him (lol). He seemed to be shocked, I mean, it was church. When he turned around he was ugly, so I said fuck it and abandoned my goal to have sex.

I "woke" up again and quickly shut my eyes. I found myself sitting at my computer playing the Sims 3 (yes, I play the Sims, occasionally.) I wanted to try a different way to control my dream. I figured what better than a computer game. I got up real close to the screen and I seriously tried to do the "Blue's Clues" thing where Blue "scadoos" (we can too!) It didn't work, lol. So I tried to enter the screen directly. I put my hands up to the screen and they slid through. I got my whole body through the computer screen, but it was still like I was sitting at the computer, it was just a more 3D-like view. And I could see in my peripherals (spelling?)

I wanted to try again and crawled back through the screen to my chair. I gave up.

Then this girl I used to go to school with, M, showed up. Her voice was really weird and manly. I didn't know if I was dreaming for a minute so I checked my hands. I kept counting six fingers on each hand. I told M to count her fingers. She did and gave me a horrifying look. I laughed and said hey, it's okay, it just means we're dreaming. She actually believed me, unlike the usual DC people who say that they're not. I told her we could do anything. My kid woke up and started crying. I knew it was a dream so I said, "et's go outside, trust me, it's much better outside." he asked me what a bout the kids. I said my mom was coming over to watch him. I opened my door and my mom came inside. I took M outside and woke up.

So that was my little adventure.

No dream recall, I woke up like 30-40 minutes before my Political Science course started. So I had to go from "underwear" to "dressed" in like 1 and a half minutes.

Forgot what the hell happened in my mind that night, even set two alarms to wake me up, but I guess I set them off unconsciously xD

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I've been very busy this weekend and haven't had time to write down my dreams. I had three lucids in a row last Friday and it's about time I write them down. This many days afterwards, my recall won't be the best, but I think I can remember most of it with the notes I have.

07.30: Lucidity burst MILD
I'm standing in a dim lit room filled with ragged people. The doomsday has come and we're all survivors. I'm an Asha'man from the series "Wheel of Time." My brother is in the room with us and he's got the power to channel aswell, but we're both exhausted from weeks of constant channeling to survive. My dad is also there. The door bursts open and two men comes in. They look really worn out and they've got dirt all over them. I recognise them as two from our home village. "You want some food?" I ask them. "Yes please" one of them says and I look in the cupboard. We've only got some hard bread left. I open the fridge and take out some different kinds of pizzas. "It's okay for them to have it?" I ask my dad. He nods and I let them choose one each. We don't have that much food left, and there's one hundred and twenty people in the room. I'm dead tired.

The dream skips. I'm in a moving car. My mom's driving and my brother is next to me. The dream is on the same scenario as the dream before. I look out the window and focus on a dark spot in the clouds above a vast field. The spot starts to grow in size and get darker, just like in "Lord of the Rings." "Make sure we're behind that hedge!" I say to my mom. "But the car will get scratches if I do!" she complains. "It doesn't matter if we're all dead!" I look at the sky again and huge pterodactyl like birds are everywhere. They've all got riders on their backs and they're very close. We continue down the road and pray no one spots us. It doesn't seem like they do, or they just don't care. After a while we stop the car in the forest and get out. There's a small house there.

I realise I'm dreaming. I start walking down a trail with my brother just behind me. The dream is way too dark for my liking. I fill myself with "the one power" and everything becomes more clear and vivid, but not very much brighter. I rub my hands to try to get some light going but soon the dream is fading.

I lie completely still as I wake up and end up in SP quickly. I black out.

I'm in the small house on a chair. My brother is infront of me and he's on the phone with his boss' wife. She's crying and my brother can't be bothered to listen so he hangs up. She calls him a minute later and he picks up. "Oh sorry something must have happened" he tells her. He finishes his conversation. "Is your boss dead or what?" I ask him. "No idea, but I've been fine after lying under the house plenty of times though." Martin gets up and walks outside. He holds his hands out towards the building and lifts the entire thing up with telekinesis. "Whoa!" I say and hold on. He gets on and we start flying away. The roof disappears and the entire thing turns into a car.

I realise I'm dreaming. I look down and infront of us. A barn appears up ahead and Martin lands the car infront of it. There's a toilet booth infront of the barn and I know there's going to be some guns inside. I open the door and the toilet lid. It's full of plastic bags and I have to look for a while before I feel something that resembles a gun. I can hear people shouting in the barn. Martin pulls out an uzi and steps outside. I find a glock and an uzi, but only 12 mm bullets, not 9 mm which I need. "Hey Martin, do you have any 9 mm bullets?" I ask him. He starts shooting wildly on the barn. I hold a pipe of some sorts in my hands and rub it for some stability. I head outside and jump into the car. Martin throws me a box of ammo and I try to reload the guns as he steps on the gas and heads out of there.

I wake up at work. I've got my blanket with me and it's night out. No one seems to be around as I step outside. I start walking. 'Wait, aren't I still dreaming? Oh yeah I am.' I walk around the construction site for a while, thinking about what I want to do. A weird sign appears infront of me. It's like two big white steam roller wheels spinning, filled with numbers. I stand still and watch the mysterious spinning sign.

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I had a buuuuunch of dreams because the dogs kept waking me up. I know I should write them all down but I don't want to. I'll just talk about the one semi lucid, then just highlight the rest.

After one of the many times the dogs woke me up, I felt some really heavy WILD vibrations. They were the uncomfortable ones, like the ones I get before having a scary dream, or that demon dream. What happened next could best be described as a cross between a FA and a semi lucid dream: I knew Danny had left for work at 5am already, I remember he already kissed me goodbye, and now the sun was coming up. Then Danny, in nothing but shorts, jumped into the bed and grabbed me. I shouted "You're not Danny, he already left for work!" I knew it had to be a dream, but I just really felt like I was really in my room. He kept trying to wrestle with me really roughly, and I got scared. But I told myself that it's just a dream, and the guy is just a DC. I looked at him and said "I'm about to turn on the light!" And then he had that same look that the demons do when they're fighting off the change (the change=when the demon looks like a normal person, but then something causes them to lose control and start losing their human disguise, revealing their monstrous real self. It sometimes involves writhing, and spasms, and sharp-toothed growls. It can be scary sometimes). I didn't want to see the change, especially because my subconscious gave the demon Danny's face this time! So I jumped up and turned on the bedroom light. He vanished. That was when it turned into an FA: I thought I had really woken up from the dream and turned on the light. So I turned it off and went back to sleep. I knew it was an FA because the bed was turned around in the room 180 degrees.

The rest:

1. The mole-man that liked to eat the curdled cream from my cream-top farm fresh milk.

2. That damn kid (I say kid, he's like 19 or 20) from work. You're not my boyfriend either so stay out of my dreams! Told him he needs to find his own damn girlfriend. I said I would help because he's shy. Kept trying to kiss me. Kept following me around, wanting me to feed him. And liked to show off how many pushups he could do. Don't really know if he wanted me to date him or adopt him. Dumbass.

3. Nuclear bolt thing. Don't touch it mom!

4. That jug of reaaaaly farm fresh milk. It looked like whey with cloudy stuff on top.

Pool Party

I was in a swimming pool. There were multiple DC's, but I rarely look at any of them. I did not see any of them last night.

I looked up into the sky. I saw clouds moving in from either side. In the middle was another set of clouds clearly making a hand. I couldn't quite believe how perfect a hand the clouds formed. Then I noticed the moon was the index fingernail. It made more sense then, and then it seemed extraordinary again.

I asked some of the other party-goers if they could make out the hand in the clouds. I wanted them to see it before the other clouds covered it up. I counted the fingers on the hand twice. There were 5 fingers both times.

I then realized I was wanted by the International police for drugs and guns. I ended up getting out of the pool for some reason, and going through the corridors of an airport.

I ended up telling the guards I was wanted by InterPol. I then turned around and tried to find my way back to my airport hotel room. (?)

There were lots of people, hall ways, and rooms, but I found the right way to go. I called out and my daughter answered. Having found her, I now found myself back in the pool.

There were guns at the bottom of the pool, and the police had shown up. I didn't see them, but I saw a gun under the surface of the water pointed at me. It seemed to have a glowing outline, and was an odd looking weapon that we don't have in waking life.

I was scared by the gun. I knew the guards at the airport told these police that I had said I was wanted by InterPol, and I wondered why the fuck I would say that to the police.

The cop wondered if I might have any automatics, or a revolver. He explained how a revolver spins around with an ugly look on his face. I played scared and ignorant.

I walked out of the pool and found that the police were led by my father's second ex-wife. I showed her a cylinder from a revolver I had found at the bottom of the pool. I asked her if it belonged to her gun. It was partly true, but somehow it was part of a stash of guns that I had had.

I thought if I asked if it was hers, it would show I didn't know anything about it. I then realized that I seemed to know about these gun parts for some reason, so I was only giving myself away.

The lady thought I was in on some drugs too, so she said something about the cylinder not being hers, but she would just go smoke a joint. She wanted to see if this peeked my interest.

I saw a couple joints, one of them wet, on the ledge of a wall in a tray. The police woman didn't notice. I bumped her on the arm hoping she would notice but she didn't. I told her she was missing all kinds of opportunities.

The End

How not to pick up a girl

My brother saw several girls playing some kind of ball game. He wanted to interact and impress them, so he rolled over to them. It was controlled, but looked uncontrolled. He created a circle by touching his toes. He was a perfect circle and started rolling over to the girls.

Soon he was rolled up much more tightly, rolling. He started bouncing. Being rolled up into a ball was supposed to be the easiest on the body (which it would be), if rolling.

He ended up bouncing up very high. I thought it must have hurt when he landed. He then rolled in a tight ball between the legs of one of the girls. He unfurled there as he had come to a stop. It seemed reasonable to end up there since he'd been out of control trying to roll without getting hurt.

For some reason I was moved into a new neighborhood. I remember walking around and the neighbors next door to me lived in a Spanish Villa-type house with a balcony and vines growing down the walls. They were a celebrity couple - I don't remember who. I had the ability to fly and there was a huge antique warehouse I was flying over. There were a lot of power lines though that I had to avoid. I remember hitting a couple of them but I wasn't shocked - because like a bird, I was not grounded. Then I started falling and i held on to a piece of jump-rope that was tied to one of the power lines. I slowed myself and when I hit the ground I was still holding the rope, but I felt no electricity which I thought was odd (but that still didn't trigger my lucidity). There was a little girl who caught me flying. She found out my little "secret". Her two front baby teeth were missing. She let me know that it was okay and she wouldn't tell. She also said that all young kids had the ability to fly and that the talent fades with age and we forget how to do it. There was another little girl DC that went out of her way to find my dream journal. I think it was lost in the pile of antiques that was in the warehouse. She was my boss Shannon's daughter and she looked exactly like the chubby blonde girl from the movie "The Help". She had my dream journal in her hands but never had the chance to hand it to me, and I remember worrying that she would read it and how I had inappropriate adult dreams that were written in there. Shannon showed up and was trying to get her daughter to stop spending time with me and telling her that "there were a lot of new people she should meet in this place". I think her daughter looked up to me though and didn't want to make friends with anyone else. Then I left and sat down on a bench next to my brother and sisters. A picture was taken of us, and then the dream ended.

Last night I had my sixth lucid since joining up here! I really need to start working on my recall so I can remember things like dialogue more exactly.

So, I was back in my middle school again for some reason, it seems to pop up in a lot of my dreams lately. I was in my old English class with this one guy, J. (And other people I know too, but I don't really remember who they were.) J and I each finish our class assignments that I just remember were really frustrating to work out, but when we do we get up to go stand at the door until class ends. Our teacher seems really confused and then angry at us for doing it so early in class, even though we were pretty sure it was almost time to leave. I remember looking at the clock and just being confused by what time it was because it didn't really match up with anything. Anyway, she eventually caves and lets just the two of us go for "early lunch", as long as we come back later for some reason....

We end up talking a bit as we walk through the halls back to our lockers, but then we have to go in different directions. The school suddenly has a gigantic spiral staircase that... well, it does have spiral staircases, but not like THIS. These things were enormous! It also suddenly grew in height quite a bit, and had full glass walls and through them you could see outside what looked kind of like an airport. At this point I spontaneously became lucid, and tons of other people who went to my middle school started walking all around me. (I guess class officially ended?) I started talking to a couple of people I hadn't seen in a long time just to see what they'd say (which I don't remember but I do recall that it was very strange ) and then some girl swoops in out of nowhere and picks me up! I just look over and see her face and think, what the hell... oh wait, I know what I can do with this! So, I turned her into a Prince Charming-type guy.

Like this.



(But more buff and even cuter. )

So here carries me around while I'm squeezing his muscles and I keep talking to other people who all look up to me and treat me as the center of attention, basically like I'm a princess. Then Mr. Prince Charming starts talking about wanting to go somewhere more private and talk. Woah now. But then the dream starts fading! Fuck fuck fuck! I tried rubbing my hands together and making things happen and everything but it still ended and I woke up.

Space Pirates
Recall: 7/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm in a tiny cramped little space capsule with Donald. We're calibrating 3 satellites that each have 3 green blinking lights. Suddenly I feel our space capsule begin to fall and spin, lurching out of control. Not cool! I begin to panic a little, and then I realize I'm dreaming!

The out of control capsule is making me feel nauseous, so I figure I'll fly out of it through the roof. I put my hands over my head in flying position, and bump my fingertips against the roof of our capsule. I look down so I can't see what is stopping my fingers from going through, and manage to get move them through the roof. I then grab onto the outer hull to brace myself against our momentum. This lessens our spinning out of control somewhat.

I say to myself "remember, it's just a dream, think of it as a dream", and that stabilizes the descent of our craft even more. I repeat that a few more times since it seems to be doing the trick until we're just falling without the sickening spinning sensation. I see outside and our craft is almost level with the tallest buildings, and yell at Donald "Fly this damn thing!". He holds off a bit longer, then lands the ship on the ground.

We get out and I see we have landed in my the school yard. I walk through the school, and go onto the stage where I get suckered into being an extra in a school play. I'm playing the role of a slave on a pirate ship. Those in charge are killing us slaves like there's no tomorrow.

I wander into a room and see the table is covered in ancient books and ingredients for a blood magic spell. I go to the end of the table where I find the finished product, a bowl of blood from on of the pirates. I pick up the bowl and drink down all the blood, which makes me invincible.

A pirate walks in as soon as I finish, and pulls out his musket and shoots me, but it has no effect. I walk up to him and kill him. It's my ship now!

Another lucid I didn't do much with. Going to have to get some new lucid goals soon.

Double post, stupid DJ won't let me delete.

Dream #1
I am in my cousin Kevin’s house with some friends. For some reason, they are doing a cooking challenge where they take left over fast food from a chicken chain restaurant and make crazy dinners with them. Kevin is hurt from playing a sport, so I’m pretty sure I’m back in high school. His friends leave and I try to see if he’ll come too, but starts explaining his injury and that if he goes off to have fun, it will only get worse.

Dream #2
The dream transitions right into night time, and things have turned rather grim. I remember knowing that zombies were around, or that a zombie outbreak had occurred. There were plenty of safe cities apparently and society was still chugging along. I was grabbed by something I couldn’t see for some odd reason. I just felt a strong pull on my head and yelled. I turned and hit the zombie in the face and was able to run away. I got home and this is wear the dream gets weird. I walk into my home, and I KNOW I’m in high school. My parents are still together. I start inspecting my arms and legs and neck feeling for bite marks. Nothing so I go to a mirror, and get quite a shock. I’m a woman. I’ve got dark hair just passed my shoulders and bright blue eyes. My face is round, with a small petite nose, and I’m even wearing make up! I immediately became lucid at this point. I just stared for a second. I took control and started running my hands through my hair. I swear I felt what the dark curls felt like and how long it was. I was so freaked out, that I immediately woke up.

Dream #1: Zombie dream
Using my memaw and papaw’s RV…which they don’t have IR, me, my girlfriend, and other random family members and friends escape a zombie horde. Making our way somewhere but with a purpose, even though I don’t know exactly where we’re going. Lots of killing zombies, guns, axes, and I even killed a zombie with a knife that got to close. Ended with us at a gated community with lots of people that had restarted a “village” basically inside this suburban housing project. They used a barter system.

Dream #2 House
My girlfriend and I are in our first house. The dream is pretty simple, buying furtniture setting the place up and talking about the furture. It skips ahead with her very pregnant with a little girl. Skips ahead again even further to when she and I are older and our own daughter is dating. The daughter is probably around 19 or so. Im a US marshal. There was a lot of detail to this dream, but I can’t remember them now.

It’s been a while since I posted, and I haven’t been practicing. But I finally had a lucid dream. It was unplanned, but it was the best, first lucid dream I could ask for.

I do not remember the beginning of the dream, but I remember the point at which I became lucid. I was passionately kissing my girlfriend and we were wrapped in each other's arms on a great big bed with white sheets. I also noticed that the room was brightly lit with the sun’s rays. We kissed deeply and our tongues touched and slid against the one another's. That is how I knew I was dreaming. I currently live in South Carolina for grad school. She is in Texas and I haven’t left yet for Winter break. I knew I was dreaming, but I didn’t stop. Instead this encouraged me. I wanted to take advantage of the sensations I could experience with her that I miss so much. But I haven’t practiced keeping a lucid dream going, so I was unable to continue after a point. I pulled her white panties off of her perfect hips and unsnapped her white bra. I kissed her deeply again and moved my hard member to her soft and wet, lower lips and pushed myself inside. She let a soft moan escape her mouth and I began to move in and out. I kissed her soft breasts and pulled her hips up to me, pushing myself deeper into her. She was so warm and wet. The sensation became too much to bear. I desperately wanted to finish and I could feel it building. But I started losing the dream, and I woke up.

An amazing first lucid dream if I do say so. It was random and I did not plan it, but it makes it all the more amazing.

I'll return later... Just to remember, here are notes about my dreams:
1) Amusement park- lines, bathroom, R, bicycle, pool hall
2) Crazy troll killer on my car window, police, freeway, crash in building, manslaughter
3) People wanting me to vote for Ron Paul
4) G visit, J with Cosmo quiz

OK- Updated. (My recall hasn't been so great. )


In which we visit an amusement park, but I spend the whole time in line with my bicycle...

R and I are at a crowded amusement park. We are waiting in a long line that twists up and down several stairs through many rooms. I have my bicycle with me, and I get out of line to ride over to a bathroom. Along the way, I get lost and end up in a food court. People are drinking beer and playing pool. I ask if I can use the bathroom, but they tell me I have to leave my bicycle outside. I don't have a lock for the bike, and the place is so crowded that I know someone will steal it if I leave it out. So instead, I walk the bicycle into the food court with me and try to get past the pool players to the bathroom, unnoticed. A few people glance at me strangely, but they do not say anything. I bring the bicycle into the bathroom with me and prop it up against the sink while I go into one of the stalls.

Later I'm looking for R again but I'd gotten so lost that I don't know where to find him. I run into Tall A, and he takes me over to R. When I get back in line, R tells me that they won't let me on any of the rides with my bicycle. I start to feel stupid carrying it around. People ask why I'm carrying it with me, and I tell them that it isn't a bicycle, it's my therapy dog. This works, and people want to pet my bicycle. The employees are fooled too but I decide not to go on any rides anyway.

At some point, the amusement park turns into a music festival and the bicycle turns into a large white poodle.


In which a crazy man jumps on my car window and tries to kill me...

I'm driving through the downtown streets of a huge, modern city. There are neon lights and sky rise apartments all around me. The city looks like Tokyo or Seoul, but I'm in the United States. There is another woman in the car with me.

A short, crazy man with long black hair and wild eyes jumps down from a balcony and lands on the back of my car. He sprawls out across my back window with his face pressed up against the glass so that when I look into my rearview, I see him making menacing faces. His eyes are dark and wide, and his mouth is salivating. He wags his tongue, shows his teeth and flares his nostrils. He looks like a troll.

I know that he's trying to kill me, and if I stop driving, he will leap on me. I frantically call the police, but they tell me that they will not even try to help unless I slow down. I explain that if I stop, the crazy man will crawl over the hood of the car and attack me, but the police say they can't do anything about it unless I come peacefully to their station.

Eventually, I crash into the penthouse of one of the skyrises. I drive the car high up into the air and then crash it through the full-wall window of the penthouse dinning room. The car comes to rest, managled and smoking, at the base of a yuppie's bar. I have calculated the angle of the impact precisely so as to kill the crazy man without injuring me or my passenger. The yuppie who lives in the penthouse stands on the other side of his bar with a drink, amazed.

Immediately the cops are at the door. I'm trying to explain why I should not be found guilty of murder, but they tell me I will stand trial for manslaughter.


In which people want me to vote for Ron Paul...

I'm having a conversation with some friends, and they tell me that they believe I'm a Ron Paul supporter. I ask them what made them think this about me, and they point to my physiology textbook. Below the title of the book is a large silver stripe that is obviously a scratch-off stripe, like one would normally see on a lottery ticket.

I scratch off the silver to reveal a petition to add Ron Paul's name to the presidential ballot. My friend tries to get me to add my name to the list. I try to avoid having a political discussion, and I get that tedious feeling that I always have when people who don't know anything about politics want to tell me their opinions. My friend won't stop telling me to sign the petition because he thinks this will be like voting for Ron Paul. Finally I tell him that he doesn't know what he is talking about, and he becomes angry with me.


In which several friends visit, and J tries to make G take a Cosmo quiz...

A and A come to visit us, and as a surprise they bring along G. The three of them, plus R and me, are sitting around the bar of a nice kitchen. It's my house in the dream, and I remember a feeling of familiarity and domestic contentment. But actually the layout of the kitchen is like at my friend S's parents' home.

We are all happy and in good spirits and catching up on old times. However, G looks really unhealthy. He is pale and much too skinny, his hair is thinning, and he's wearing 70s style glasses. He admits that the divorce he is going through has been rough on him, but it is all over now and he is happy again. He says he's excited to be back in town. Everything feels bittersweet.

J shows up with an issue of Cosmopolitan. She keeps interrupting our conversation by insisting that G take a Cosmo quiz. The questions and answers are all really stupid, but J thinks they are funny. I can tell that G thinks she is very immature, but he plays along with her because she is pretty. I want to remind him that she's half his age, but I don't want to embarrass J.


In which I take a pregnancy test...

And one more that I just remembered.

I have two small strands of paper which are supposed to be pregnancy tests. I take them into the bathroom where I pee into a large plastic bowl. I dip each strip of paper into the bowl, and after it is saturated with urine, I run the paper between two fingers to push out any excess. Then I flatten the soggy paper strip very carefully onto the linoleum floor. The process is similar to paper mache.

A few minutes later, a message appears on the first and then the second piece of paper. It's pink and has different symbols and characters on it. I can't understand what it means, so I call someone in to help me decipher it. I think it was H? She tells me that it says I am not pregnant.