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    1. NLD: Mitt Romney's son is a d*ck

      by , 09-08-2014 at 03:01 AM
      September 1:

      There's a big mall, and it's pretty empty, there are multiple stories, like Horton Plaza. At another place in the mall there are some other people. Three guys, like bro type guys. I go to one floor of the mall, and I'm looking for a t-shirt. I had some trouble getting to the right store. For some reason I'm in an aisle, and there's a buzzing. Like I had been working on something, and when I left the aisle there was a small handheld device that started buzzing. I left it and walked away. The bros went over to it to turn it off. And it was embarrassing because it was my responsibility to take care of it because I left it there. I went downstairs to a lower floor of the mall to do something else, and when I went to leave, some people were coming over to that same floor. The bottom floor of the mall became the house of a friend of mine (Mark). There was something else buzzing. Like a small box that was connected to a TV antenna cable. I tried to turn it off. It wouldn't. I unplugged it. That didn't work. More people arrived. Mark, his parents, and a girlfriend that Mark had (not his real life wife). I was really envious of Mark, because of his girlfriend, who I really liked. And in the dream he had a previous girlfriend who I also liked. I remembered thinking that Mark was much more fortunate than I was. Then I woke up.

      Next one. Same night:
      For some reason, I and a couple other people are trying to break in to some compound. We think nobody is there. At one point I figure out a way to get in. But once we're in, we see someone walking around in a courtyard with a weapon. I and one other person I'm with, on a balcony, stop and try not to move, so we won't alert the person with the weapon. At that point we hear some sort of projectile (bullet) fly over our heads. I'm sure it was't from the guy we saw with the weapon, but from someone else. We try to leave, and some of us can, but not all of us. Not sure why. Me and one other person are stuck in the compound for some reason.

      New scene, I think: Then, I'm in a room with a bunch of people and I'm trying to explain to them that if you're standing on the ground, and someone is standing next to you, you can tell by the shift of weight on their feet, which you can feel in your own feet if you are attentive enough, if they are going to run or attack you. Half way through my explanation people stop listening to me and start talking to each other. It's a hostile crowd. Mitt Romney is also in the crowd. He comes up to me, and is clearly embarrassed that some of the people, including some of his sons, aren't listening to me. Finally one of his sons comes up and stands in front of me, and looks very aggressive. He throws a fake punch, but I don't flinch. [end]
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    2. NLD: expensive paint supplies

      by , 09-08-2014 at 02:30 AM
      August 27:

      I'm taking a painting class, and Greg and Steve (two friends) are painters. I owe Caitlyn (another friend) like $36,000 that I borrowed for painting supplies. I'm talking to Greg or Caitlin who say that when they paint they use different brushes for saturated and unsaturated colors. So I decide I want to get more paintbrushes. There's also something I want to get that has bubbling water, like a glass with bubbling water that you put paint brushes in it and it cleans them. I want to pay Caitlyn $10,000 of the money I owe her. She is walking past me wearing scuba gear, and I try to stop her so I can get her email address so I can PayPal her the money, but she's too busy and walks by. It becomes clear that we're in Greg's house. There's a bathroom that is decorated in a distinctive way I don't remember. He explains that they modified the structure by knocking down walls so that people could see in and out of the house more clearly. I went to leave, and I go outside, and there are some people looking for me and a friend of mine (Caitlin?). I walk by them, they are in a bus or car or something, I'm on the street. They are pretending to be normal and not look at us, but I know they are following us, trying to capture us. One has a newspaper, and I can see inside the paper, and I notice that one of the pages has pictures of some of my friends tied up with gags in their mouths. I pretend like I don't see it, and keep walking by. I tell Caitlin that we have to leave, and we keep walking. We have to sneak through some people's houses to get away from this area we are in to an area outside it. Like there is a ring of houses that enclose on area that we are in. I see someone leave their house, and leave the door open. Caitlin goes through a different house, and I go through the one I saw. We get to an area on the other side, and there's a guy who sees us and we see him give a signal to someone on the other side of the houses, inside the area we just came from. We can tell he was a lookout who ratted us out. So we have to take off, because the people who were looking for us know where we are again. Then I wake up
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    3. NLD: making out with an older women

      by , 09-08-2014 at 02:18 AM
      August 28:

      I'm at a party, in someone's living room, or maybe a hotel room. There are a lot of people there, including an older woman who seems to be kind of hitting on me. There's a box full of things that are related to games, such as decks of cards. All kinds of games, 1 player games and multi-player games. I go through them, and I don't find any I like. I'm in a reclining chair that swivels. The older woman comes over and pushes on me, so hard it knocks me down backwards in the chair. I tip over and she starts making out with me pretty hard for a while. I don't really resist. When she stops I don't make a big deal about it. We return to the box of games. There are a couple of pairs of shoes in the box. They actually look like boots, but the material is thin and foldable, so they are like slipper boots. Maybe Uggs. I try to undo the shoelaces so that I can try them on, but it is difficult, and then I wake up.
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