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I've really needed a hair cut lately and its transferred over to my dreams.

I dreamt that my brother and I went to go get a hair cut at some barbershop because I've been looking for a new place to get my hair cut and I'm just not sure where yet. The guy cuts my brothers hair fine but when he does mine it come out all strange looking, uneven, straight on one side despite my hair being curly and the right half of my head looked like girl's hair. I was extremely pissed off and tried to explain to the guy that he sucks and how he should have done it. A girl that went to highschool with me is getting her hair done and gives me a smirky look.


I decide I want another person to cut my hair and voila, I'm suddenly at a plaza by my house that doesn't even have anything hair related in it. In fact, this is the same place that my last lucid dream took place except now it's night time. I recognize a girl I used to be friends with who also wants a hair cut and we go to the salon or barber shop or whatever. They tell us that we need to get tickets from the convenient store at the other corner of the plaza so we go and do that. The guy there says to me, pointing out my terrible haircut, "Do you want me to give you my hair dresser?" while laughing. His hair is done up pretty cool, I can tell that he's Israeli because of how he looks and how he dresses. Not to mention that a lot of kids from Israel hang out that plaza. I say sure, he laughs and we move on. We get back to the hair-cut place and I notice that almost every employee has an eyebrow piercing. I'm pretty sure that one of them had it going right through his left eye. That girl and I wait for a our turn and sit at the waiting chairs.


Then suddenly this other girl I know comes in with an Ounce of weed. I tell her that it looks really shwaggy but she says she doesn't care she's just happy she has an ounce to herself so that she doesn't have to make any more purchases for a while. I notice that there's like a tiny tree of stem sticking out one of the nugs and so I offer to break it off for her because it's a waste of space. I tell her, "you don't need this part, it's like a weed" and rip it out.

I don't know if there is more after this but for now this is all I can remember.

I dreamt that I was in a giant world that was laid out similar to a Banjo Kazooie level. It was an underwater level that I was exploring and I remember searching for music notes without luck. It was very rustic and grey and had many different pipe-shaped entrances to other rooms. There was someone else in there with me but I don’t remember who it was, just that he usually waited around for me as I explored. Randomly I would be transported to my house where I recall a documentary about Rivers Cuomo was playing. He had a mustache like in the Red Era and was crying to his wife, though in reality the person on the screen was not his wife at all. My friend Lenny was telling me about a girl that was going to be at his party for me and how she thinks that I’m shallow because I decided not to meet her on one occasion (though this never actually happened). I also vaguely remember my mom showing me a bunch of Disney books including musical ones. This part was very vivid for me and I remember singing a bit of A Whole New World because my mom said she forgo how it went. I also remember a bit where I somehow ended up playing around with a set of keyboards in the Weezer recording room. I had a keyboard that was set to the audio of an interview and I remixed it, much to Cuomo’s interest. I remember remembering this part of the dream throughout most of it.