StonedApe

I was at a party. It was in some kind of big mansion/school. I remember smoking weed in some kind of chemistry lab with some girls.

In another dream I was at a friends house. I called Jon and told him I wanted to buy some weed. He came over with a big sandwich bag full of danque and this grey scale. The amount of weed I was buying kept changing from a half to a quarter. Then he was trying to sell me 1.4 grams and siad that was an eighth. I got really loud and said no way, an eighth is at least 1.7(this is actually a half eighth). My 3rd grade teacher came out from inside the house(we were on a closed in porch) and said "What's going on here?". We hid the weed before she noticed but the scale was just sitting there on the table. I felt really paranoid. We said "nothing" and she replied "a likely story" and went back inside.

We settled on an amount, maybe 1.64(2 bags of this), it was less than what it should be but I was sick of haggling. Then we were going to leave because my friend had already left while we were waiting for Jon. Ben dropped a bunch of dirty dishes and dirty laundry on the floor. I started picking it up and told him, "we can't just leave a mess here or ____(the people who lived there) will think were a bunch of slobs."

I think the dream started out in my neighborhood. My sister and her friends were gonna go spray paint something. I was there, they needed me for some reason, maybe to drive. They were gonna pay me $10. We drove past the school and I asked them where they were going(i thought this is where they were going to spraypaint). They said St. Ursala(another school). Then one of them sprayed gold spraypaint in my face. This pissed me off a lot. I started swearing and told them they had to pay me $25 now. Then I said $40 and I'm not even gonna help you, that's just to keep me from telling mom and dad.

Then we were in a parking lot. Might have been netty's or some chain restaurant. We were picking up another car. Geoff was there now too trying to calm me down and tell me how tagging is a good thing and I should help them. I told him it can be if it's art, if it's expression, but this is just a bunch of stupid little girls vandalizing shit. Both the cars turned into convertibles. There was this weird part where we were backing out really slowly. I dropped my keys and it looked like they fell on the ground and there was no floor to the car anymore. I reached down and picked them up.

There was another part where we were at one of my sisters;s friends house. It was some boy's. He was a rapper and I remember him saying they can never lay down any serious tracks when the girls are over. I was watching TV. Some commercial was on with this slow intense song and basketball in B&W.

I was at the airport leaving Las Vegas. I put my stuff on a table. I was very paranoid about it because I had some very expensive stuff with me, my ipod, I thought I had a guitar but when I set it down it looked like a guitar hero controller. I ran into a friend of mine who I traveled there with but had been separated from(there was more to this dream that I don't remember, I was in another location and had to drive back to Vegas to catch the plane). He showed me all this beer that he had bought, like 200 beers. He said they were really cheap here and he was bringing them back. I asked him when our flight was leaving and he said I think right now or in a couple minutes, he said something about the flight number, 4810 maybe, and the boarding was for flight 4800 right now so we were next. I had stuff that I had put in a locker at the airport that I had to get and told him. He wanted to come with me to get it but I wanted him to stay with our stuff, but I couldn't tell him this at first, it was as if saying it would break his heart. I couldn't remember the locker number or find the keys and I was panicking. I pulled everything out of my pockets twice and the second time I pulled out three sets of keys and the locker key was attached to one of them.

I was in my room talking to this older guy named Malony(a friends last name, but I didn't see any resemblance). I felt like he was a friend of the family or maybe a long lost uncle or something. His appearance kept changing. He always had tan reddish skin, but first he was scraggly looking with short hair, then clean shaven and bald, then he had long hair. He had a whole bunch of cocaine out and did a few lines. When I turned around I saw more coke, just piles of it everywhere. This made me nervous because not just my parents but my extended family too were in the house. His son came in then left. He was maybe 4. He went into my parents room. There this door to a bathroom that connects the 2 rooms and Malony did this thing where he knocked on the door and opened it. He explained it had something to do with the fear of God. My uncle Steve came in and asked me for some starburst. I grabbed it quickly and ushered him out of the room, totally freaked out because of all the coke. He didn't see any.

Then I was in a room I didn't recognize. My cousin was doing some kind of traditional dance involving a $20 bill. Then I was outside, but I was just an observer for this part. I watched Malony get into a red convertible in some kind of praking lot or garage. He was way too coked out to drive and this homeless looking guy offered to drive. They switched places. Then the cops were behind them with their lights on before they even got out of the parking lot. They tried to make an escape but kept running into fences. The first one stretched way out and they shot back. Then they somehow drove over one, flew through the air and crashed. The homeless looking guy escaped riding either a lion or golden retriever. Malony was hurt bad and then the cops shot him in either the face or the leg. He was bleeding like crazy. At this point I stopped being just an selfless observer and walked toward him. I helped him up and asked him if I he wanted me to get his son(I assumed he was about to die). He told me to bring him to the window so he could say one last thing to him. Somehow staring at him made my face start bleeding, I think just out my nose. I went inside and this old lady was standing at the sink I told her I needed to wash my face and she said just a moment then just went on washing the dishes like I hadn't said anything. Then she gave me a paper towel, which pissed me off because I really wanted to use the sink. I walked through the house and told some people what had happened. There was a big commotion and people went outside. My uncle Rob said something really creepy to me about amnesia and how I'll forget all this in a few hours and I suddenly felt high and like my brains were falling out. Then I sat down and tried to deal with my wound.

I was texting my friend Hana. When she text me her name showed up as Anna. I went out on the front porch to get away from my family. It was surrounded by spiderwebs. At first there were just webs but as I sat there big and small spiders started to appear. I felt itchy just looking at them and walked back inside. I was in a hotel or some kind of building with many people in it now. My parents wanted me to go and find these two couples and give them tickets for something. I recognized one of the names but not the other. I got really mad because I didn't even really know these people or have any clue how to find them but my parents wanted me to do it anyway. We argued for a bit. I remember being outside at my grade school doing chin ups.

Then we were driving home in the car. My parents brought up the tickets again and how I didn't do it. Then we drove past these wooden skateboard ramps in a cement drainage ditch. My mom made some comment about how people shouldn't do that and we got into another argument. At one point she was paying attention to the road and it started to warp. I thought we might crash.

I was playing Age of Empires. I was building houses in a big square, then I started putting down starbursts instead of houses. Bernie was there and we had to go do something so I stopped. We were in the laundry room and I was doing laundry. I washed the clothes I had been wearing the day before. My old cell phone was in them when I took them out of the wash. At first I was mad, but then I realized it was my old one so I didn't need it. Surprisingly it still worked perfectly fine. Bernie had to get his jeans out of the dryer. They weren't done drying but he took them anyway because he had to leave. Then Geoff was down there and so were some people I didn't know, but this didn't seem strange at all. He was saying something about going to see kid kuddi with some other group. I said I dunno, kid kuddi is fucking wack, that stuff's not really my style. There was this black guy in the corner with a crazy mustache who agreed with me. I forget what he said. His mustache was giant. It was like a handlebar mustache but at least 3x longer and really wide too. He was combing it, and part of it was wrapped up in a tube or something. As I watched him I started doing something with this fur that was coming out of my shoe, combing it and cutting it. When he said something to me I told him that he had a badass mustache. We talked about it for a minute, but that's all I remember.

I was playing Age of Empires. I was building houses in a big square, then I started putting down starbursts instead of houses. Bernie was there and we had to go do something so I stopped. We were in the laundry room and I was doing laundry. I washed the clothes I had been wearing the day before. My old cell phone was in them when I took them out of the wash. At first I was mad, but then I realized it was my old one so I didn't need it. Surprisingly it still worked perfectly fine. Bernie had to get his jeans out of the dryer. They weren't done drying but he took them anyway because he had to leave. Then Geoff was down there and so were some people I didn't know, but this didn't seem strange at all. He was saying something about going to see kid kuddi with some other group. I said I dunno, kid kuddi is fucking wack, that stuff's not really my style. There was this black guy in the corner with a crazy mustache who agreed with me. I forget what he said. His mustache was giant. It was like a handlebar mustache but at least 3x longer and really wide too. He was combing it, and part of it was wrapped up in a tube or something. As I watched him I started doing something with this fur that was coming out of my shoe, combing it and cutting it. When he said something to me I told him that he had a badass mustache. We talked about it for a minute, but that's all I remember.

I lay in bed for a long time trying to fall back to sleep. I heard my little brother playing out in the hall and figured school must have been canceled since he left right before I went back to bed. He kept getting louder and louder until he was right next to my bed being really loud. I jumped out of bed and yelled why are you in my room, I'm trying to sleep! Then I noticed that I wasn't in my room, I was downstairs and had been sleeping on the couch. I knew I went back to bed in my room so I thought this must be a dream. I put my finger through my hand to check. Then I went upstairs to my room to look for Madison, who I thought would be there for some reason. It was dark and I tried to flick the lights on but it didn't work(duh). I said her name to see if she was there but she wasn't. I started to clamber down the stairs but I realized that I was getting too excited and tried to calm myself down. I felt the walls as I walked downstairs and used the sensation to keep me in the dream.

I walked out the front door and there were two huge wide apple trees, one on both sides of the walk. There were giant green apples on the tree, the size of small cantaloupes, and I grabbed a few. I walked out into the street. There were two guys in weird outfits on bikes. They were riding in circles and doing stunts. One guy tried to do a backflip and landed on his face. I threw an apple and hit him in the head when he got back on his bike.

Then I tried to fly, but couldn't. So I decided to climb the walls instead. I was next to a fence so I jumped most of the way up and climb on top. I remember it being hard to get on top. Then I climbed onto the roof of a house. I decided to go to Ben;s for some reason but I think I just went inside of the house I was on. I said something to Ben's brothers and his mom. Then I went upstairs to this hallway with no doors that led to another staircase going back down. I turned around and Madison was there. She said so you've been looking for me and kissed me. Then we walked downstairs and went outside holding hands. When we got outside she turned into a different person, she had a different hairstyle and face. I tried to turn her back, she changed and looked more like her but it didn't really work. I said, your not Madison. She said, so? I said something else and walked down the street and started looking for her again. The street turned into a busy downtown street all lit up with neon signs, like in NYC. There were shops and vendors everywhere and I went around looking for her.

*CONCERT GOAL*

Then there was some kind of power outage and almost all the lights went out. It was late, dark out. I saw some lights up ahead and walked toward them. There was a crowd of people and I saw a stage. I remembered the concert goal and earnestly walked closer. When I got to the front it was a rap concert and I was thoroughly disappointed. I got up on stage and said something like pshaw this is wack(AHAHAH, pshaw is a word in the spellchecker but wack is not). I looked at a spot on the stage and said Marshall stack. It didn't work exactly but I made this foam mat appear. The I said twin reverb a couple times. I managed to make some speakers appear but they were small ones, like stage monitors. Then I made a bass amp that was a little bigger, but still really small. I saw the other guitarist carry an amp out from backstage. I went back to find another and saw this tweed amp that looked like my friend derricks. When I picked it up it looked completely different. It had a bunch of nobs, switches and lights of different shapes and colors and the front was angular. I carried it out on stage where everything was set up now. I plugged in and started playing a few notes to check the sound. Then I started playing this light jam that built up into this trem picking melody. I couldn't keep up with it because I was sleeping on my arm and it wasn't working right(I noticed this when I went to pick up the amp too). I couldn't get a good look at the audience but there were less people now, maybe 50 tops.

I had a dream where I was driving around the neighborhood, maybe on my way home. I stopped at a stop sign and got out of the car, but I was still in the car, hard to explain. The car was still there, running, but I was still driving down the street. I turned right to swing around back to get it but the roads were different than in reality and I ended up on a main road. I tried to turn right again and ended up on the highway. I was almost out of gas and felt nauseated or maybe really drunk and I really didn't want to be on the highway. I tried to turn off but just kept getting further out.
There was an earlier part of the dream where I was standing on the sidewalk outside of my car arguing with a police officer(I have a speeding ticket to pay in real life that I'm not too happy about).

In another I was at this party with some friends and a bunch of people I didn't know. I somehow ended up with 2 bags of weed even though I came with none. This made me start to think it was a dream, but I never became lucid, instead I took a nap on the couch. Then I got up and went down to the basement where some bands were playing. It was huge, bigger than any indoor venue I've been to. I remember flirting with some girls and but everything is kinda fuzzy.

I was on the beach doing some kind of competition involving a mud pit. There was a part afterwords where I was dancing with this girl. There was a fire and some kind of party. She kept transforming, at one point into a girl I used to have a crush on and we made out.

I walked out of my house and got into a tan Saturn. I decided to take it instead of my car because it had better gas mileage. From the moment I started it I had thoughts like whose car is this, are they gonna need it. I was suspiscious of my surroundings but didn't come to the conclusion it was a dream. I put all my money(8$) in the gas tank. It nearly filled it which at first made me happy but then I realized I had no money to do whatever I left the house to do. I tried to call David but he didn;t answer. I drove around aimlessly. I stopped at an intersection for this all natural restaurant with all these signs about eating healthy.

I pulled in somewhere nearby. I was in this building that looked like an airport riding this plane of glass like it was a snowboard. It moved on it's own even on flat ground. There was an old guy next to me on a skimpy matress fashioned into a scooter in the same way. It moved without wheels. Most people were walking but I saw some other scooters. I remember feeling bad because there was something I needed to do but couldn't remember what. THis feeling distracted me from how fun riding on a piece of glass was. I focused on it for a second. I rode down some long stairs and thought this is unreal, like something in a dream or a video game, but I still didn't become lucid.

Then I was in this place that looked like a bathroom, and part of it turned into one later as I walked around. It said Toledo Museum of Space in big metal letters. Around this time I somehow bit into a piece of glass. I freaked out a little and started looking for a drinking fountain so I could rinse my mouth out. I saw a button next to this strange contraption and assumed it was one, but when I got close I noticed it was some kind of audio for the display. However there was a drinking fountain right next to it. There was I woman standing near it on her cell phone talking to the management about how it was broken and her son desperately needed some water, even some hot water would do. When she moved I used it like there was nothing wrong with it at all.

I spit out bits of glass, then a quarter, then half of my tooth. It was my back molar on the bottom left. I walked around feeling bad about losing it wondering if it was because of the new toothpaste I've been using. A little girl had a bottle of purple windex and was spraying it just for fun. I covered the nozzle with my hand as I walked passed to keep from being sprayed in the face. The parents of the girl finally noticed and tried to stop her. I felt very depressed about my tooth and all my actions were limp and lifeless walking around aimlessly.

It was thanksgiving. I was at my aunts house, but not the one where we usually go for thanksgiving. I had this huge cup of tea, it was like a bowl. My aunt asked me for some. I tried to pour it but I spilled it all over the table(this is very reminiscent of when I was making spaghetti sauce yesterday and was pouring things from big containers into small ones and making a mess). At first she seemed mad. Then she spilled her own cup jokingly and on purpose and helped me clean it up. Then I was in the kitchen talking to a girl I'd never seen before. She wasn't part of the family and explained how she was a recovering drug addict who knew my aunt. We talked a lot and really connected. Then we were in a train station about to go somewhere together, the conversation never really ended, it was continuous through the scene change.

I was in my room eating candy with my little brother. I was eating these fancy jellybeans of odd sizes. One was jallapeno flavored from Tony Pacos, and the other was strawberries and cream. My little brother had pixie stix and was trying to open them by slamming them on something. I told him not to because he would lose all the sugar out here, and all the sudden we were outside in the snow, like there was nothing strange about it.