Strinky's Lucid Adventures

PREP

• Nose plug reality checks throughout the day.
• Visualization of what I would do if I realized I was dreaming.
• Mantras during the day and before bed - "I remember my dreams," "I wake up after my dreams," "I check my reality often," "I know when I'm dreaming."
• Awareness, as often as possible, of sensory input.
• Mantras repeated at each awakening during the night.

Dreams not marked this time, as all dreams were written down after my last awakening in the morning.


DREAMS

(1) I was Jim from The Office, and Dwight and I inherited an enormous sum of money. I decided to use it to fund two women in need, the younger of whom was named Hayley. I became Hayley, and Jim and I prepared to have sex. Before we did, I used an ovulation prediction kit which showed that I would be ovulating this coming Monday. Jim said, "Oh, then perhaps we shouldn't..." I just smiled and said, "Jim, I can't get more pregnant than I already am."

(2) I was at a party of some sort, and my middle school English teacher, Mr. Crete, was there. I wanted to catch up with him, so I took him to the side and told him he looked tired. We had a fairly long conversation which ended with him reminiscing about how many buffalo wings I used to be able to eat in one sitting [lol?]. I took this to mean that he considered me disgusting and no longer wished to continue our conversation.

I left Mr. Crete in a hallway and went outside onto the patio, where I found my middle school best friend's father, Mr. Bartoli. I asked him how Brittany was doing, and he shook his head. "She's a lost cause now. She's become a complete liberal nutjob, getting tattoos and doing God knows what else..."

Intrigued, I decided to seek Brittany out. I thought this change in her might be an opportunity for us to become friends again. I went over to her house, and we reconnected and decided to play video games. The game we chose was some sort of porn game wherein the controller was a dildo, and you had to give the controller a blow job (which caused your game character to fellate another character) to completion in order to advance to the next level.

My mother called and told me I was needed back at the party, as my grandmother had just shown up. I went back. While there, I saw an old lady repeatedly place her used paper plates on top of the trash can instead of in it. This infuriated me. I confronted her, saying, "Look lady, there's a reason they call it a 'trash can' and not a 'trash shelf.'" She threw her garbage away with a stunned look.

(3) My friend from high school, Jenna, was also pregnant at the same gestational age as I was. She believed she was pregnant with twins or triplets. I flew away from her, dropping down into a church through an opening in the ceiling. Inside, several dozen Jesus impersonators stood together on a balance beam, holding their arms out as if they were on the cross. I dove down from the ceiling and flew into the back "Jesus," knocking down all of the impersonators like dominoes.

(4) I attended a pool party, this time with three attractive women who I understood to be the fairies from Disney's Sleeping Beauty. I looked down to see that I was wearing a frumpy blue striped bikini. The fairies looked me over and exclaimed that I simply couldn't be seen at the party in such an unattractive outfit. They transformed my bikini into a much sexier, skimpier black one. However, as the party wore on, I noticed that the spell's power was weakening and my old bikini was beginning to show through.


THOUGHTS
I know for a fact that there was MUCH more to these dreams. I was unbelievably exhausted every time I woke up last night - I blame the pregnancy. I would wake up feeling like I hadn't slept in days, and I couldn't muster up any energy to write down my dreams as they came. So, unfortunately, even though my brain dutifully woke me up after each dream, I wasn't able to record them until I got out of bed this morning. Recall naturally suffered, though it's still much better than two nights ago.

Looking forward to getting my first lucid of the year. I know it's just a matter of continuing what I'm doing.