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I'm lying on my front and wake up in SP, I think to myself "I'm having sex" , it's still dark but I can feel the sensation of having sex, my dream comes and I can now see. I'm standing up next to my bed facing the window, someone is behind me and having sex with me and I have to say as usual it feels really, really good lol . I look at my bed and think "I hope this is a dream or my hubby will see this" but I know it's a dream. I turn round to see who is having sex with me and it's a woman I think "omg.....what the fuck!!!" I really can't believe what I'm looking at, she has got scraggly black long hair and crooked teeth and is taller than me, she is also wearing bright red lipstick or her lips are naturally blood red in colour.
I walk downstairs and she follows me, she is still boning me from behind lmao I now manage to shrug her off and I say "I'm going to fly now" and she says quite sharply "no, your coming with me!" I say "no I'm not!!". I look down at myself and have no trousers on and think "I'd better put some trousers on first" lol I look at a pair on the side but they are kids jeans so I find another pair and put them on. I get my coat while the weird woman gets hers and I put it on, I now fly up into the sky. Things now go fuzzy so I stop in mid-air for a minute and say "I'm dreaming" I stabilise myself and everything comes clear again, I have a good fly about and then I wake up in SP again.
I stay still and feel the vibrations going through me and it again takes me into a lucid dream. I'm saying to myself "I'm dreaming" and my dream starts to appear around me. I'm in a doctors surgery on an operating table ((omfg)) the Doc is checking me and says something is wrong from when I had my hysterectomy ((yeah having it atall was wrong!!!)) then the Nurse says it's something to do with my heart! I think to myself "I don't want this dream!!!" so I quickly think to myself "I'm flying" and I am now flying in the sky.
I fly to this place where my lucid dream friends are. I see some small fluffy animals on the floor they are very cute, they are mixed between a mouse and a kitten, I think "awwwww..I wish we had these in real life" I pick one up and stroke it and it then bites my chin and it bloody hurt enall lol. There are lots of flowers about and there is a desk where a couple of my dream friends work, there are 2 of them behind it. I touch the flowers and they move like butterflies, my friend shows me how to do this, I get the feeling that I've been here before.
A friend now flies me to where he goes, he has made himself a dream house, it's purple in colour and very tall, it has like triangular shapes coming out of it which are about 4 or 5 inches in length. It's see through and has the pipes that hamsters go through attached to it but obviously bigger for humans lol. I go inside but then want to go back out, he says "you can't" I say "it's my dream so I can" I fly so far up and then get stuck, I say "it's my dream" and then I'm able to go further up. I reach the top and realise I'm trapped inside. I now again wake up in SP and think "what can I do now"
I remember my list on DV and its my signature and I get excited and say "see my nan and grandad Futrill" I hear my Nans voice say "it's been so long" but it's still all black so I say again "see my nan and grandad Futrill" unfortunately I say this out loud and wake myself up from SP grrrrrr!!! I now get SP again and I'm upstairs in my room putting washing on my radiator ((I'm not lucid this time)) I hear my eldest and her Dad arguing L says "I'm not stupid your stupid, can't you see what your doing" I shit myself and think "ohhh god...the shits gonna hit the fan now!!!" L now storms upstairs and goes into her room, I go in after her and she's in bed, I shake her and say "L,L are you ok" she doesn't answer, I then wake up properly and write this.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was watching TV. The Jacksons had all gotten together for a concert. Michael Jackson was being driven across the stage with one of his brothers, I think, in something like a parade float that had the shape of a high-heel shoe. The stage was empty otherwise. The shoe and the background of the stage were empty.

It took me a moment to realize that Michael actually looked a little strange. He was wearing a suit, like in Moonwalker, except that he wasn't wearing a jacket or hat. The slacks were khaki, and the shirt was white with red pinstripes. Michael also looked like an old man -- with kind of sunken, worn-out flesh.



Then I finally noticed that Michael was bald, except for on the sides and the back of his head. But the hair he had was dyed blonde and done in a ragged, almost standing-up kind of style.

I knew that rumors had been going around about Michael Jackson being bald. But he'd always denied the rumors. Now in this show he was coming out as being bald.

I was apparently in some basement watching the TV. I ran up the stairs. My friend H was upstairs, possibly watching TV in the ground-floor living room. I told H that Michael Jackson had finally come out as being bald. But H wasn't surprised at all. I went back downstairs, somewhat disappointed. I thought I was going to give H some new information. But I didn't.

I may have been watching the TV again. I could see old pictures of Michael with long hair. The top views of his head showed obviously thinning hair. Eventually, I knew, these images had become too obvious, and Michael just had to admit he was going bald.

But, I thought, this whole thing could be just another one of Michael's characteristic, weird disguises. He could just have done himself up as an aging, balding man for this show. I knew that Michael had disguised himself in weirder ways in the past. So I wouldn't put it past him to disguise himself in this way.

I now got the feeling that I'd actually met Michael Jackson. I thought that this was possible. When he was disguised, Michael Jackson could walk around anywhere and introduce himself to anyone without them knowing who he was.

I got the feeling that when I'd met him, he'd been disguise as a really old person or a person in really bad shape. He'd looked frightening and gross. But you could see that his eyes were really his eyes, and something about that had made things even worse.

But I may then have thought that I actually hadn't ever met him. I thought that if had really met someone like that I would have been so frightened that I wouldn't even have been able to control myself. I even hoped that I would never have to meet someone like that in my life.

Dream #2

I was in a bedroom with my second oldest nephew. There were two women in the room with us. Both women were really attractive brunettes.

The room was dim, with walls, or at least the edges of the walls, in heavy, dark wood. The walls themselves may actually have been Asian-style, paper-thin. I could feel a narrow, dim hallway outside.

The two women were apparently our teachers. One teacher was going to take me to do some task. The other was going to take my nephew.

But for some reason, when my teacher walked out of the room, I didn't follow her. My nephew's teacher was talking to my nephew. She may then have said something to me, like she was here to teach my nephew, not me.

I may have said something like, "Oh, yeah, I see." I may then have decided I needed to find my own teacher.

I think my nephew's teacher then walked out of the room. My nephew and I were standing in the room, talking with each other for a bit. My nephew must have been telling me a joke. I remember him laughing as he spoke.

Last Nights Dreams
Dream 1

A woman has brought me an adult Pigeon to look after and I am taking really good care of it. I take it out of the cage to give it a fuss, I stroke it and put it under my chin to snuggle, the Pigeon loved it!. I sit in bed with it (( the bedroom is different to my real life one )) I have the Pigeon on my finger by my left shoulder, after a few minutes it grips onto my finger really hard but something was wrong...my hand was slightly twisted so I knew it wasn't right, it got really heavy and was weighing me down, I try to get the Pigeon off my finger but I can't. I eventually manage to lift myself upright and I realise that the Pigeon is now under the duvet (( I found this odd because a moment ago she was on my finger )). After a struggle I manage to get the duvet off the Pigeon. The Pigeon suddenly goes all stiff and I say " ohh god, she's dying!" ((I also find this odd because she was fine a minute ago)) I now manage to get the Pigeon off my finger and hold her, I say "come on, please come on" but she died. I am now holding a Pigeon with a baby girls head on it the head was bigger than the body and slightly swollen, the face was also a little deformed and twisted. I now put her on the floor because she's stopped moving but then I see her twitch and she yells at me "Angela!...how can you leave me like this!!!" I quickly pick her up and hold her cheeks, I then say "please baby come on, come on!" I'm trying so hard to keep her alive but her eyes begin to roll and she pulls a face, suddenly she has a Pigeons head again and she let's out a painfully squeal with her beak...she is now still and dead.
Her beak is now all twisted, I go over to my Hubby who is lying in bed and I say "she's gone!" my hubby then says "shhhhh" and I see my Uncle A behind me. I giver her to my Uncle A and she is now a tiny baby girl. My Uncle A holds it in his hands and my Hubby says "just chuck it up the garden!" I am shocked by this and then wake up.

Dream 2

Myself, my Hubby and some other people are in a room, some bloke is having a go at my Hubby. This bloke comes over and hits my Hubby...my Hubby doubles over clutching his nose in his hands. My hubby now lifts himself up and says something to the bloke that hit him and my Hubby gets really angry, he really scared me aswell. My hubby suddenly launches at this bloke and lands a right good punch into his face...the bloke goes flying across the room and lands on his back on the floor. After a while the bloke gets up and all the left side of his head is smashed in from where my hubby punched him. The bloke now hurries off and I'm really proud of my Hubby then I wake up.

Last nights dream
Last night I had a false awakening...I knew it was a false awakening but I didn't have any controll.

I'm in bed and my Hubby pulls the duvet off me, I want it back but he won't let me so I pull a sad face and say " I'm cold" in a really sweet voice lol my Hubby then says " just this bit" then gives me some duvet but only a little!
I say to my Hubby " I need a fag" so I sit at the end of my side of the bed to make 1, my Hubby suddenly pushes me off the bed and I land on the floor with a bang. I feel something touch my arse from under my bed, I shit myself but have to look under the bed to see if anything is there but it's just the usual stuff. I almost think bad thoughts to myself like what might appear if I look again but I stop myself and nothing bad appears. I run into my daughters bedroom and grab their hands. My daughter S says " what you doing?" me and all the girls run into all the rooms upstairs shouting " Wahhhhh!!!!" because I knew this would scare anything bad away. We all finish up back in my room and we all collapse onto my bed and laugh our socks off.
I now wake up for real but in sleep paralysis...as I go into another dream I say to myself " I'm dreaming" but don't remember much after that.

There is something wrong with the Pigeon and I have to help her. People are trying to get me to help but I don't want to because I'm scared (( I wouldn't have been scared in real life)) no one else will help her though, they have to do something to me to get me to help the Pigeon but I can't remember what. I'm lying in bed and get up, I still have my pyjamas on and now decide to help

For the first time I was speaking with my girlfriend on the telephone (though I do it constantly IRL it never happened in dreams before), and the whole time I slowly walk through my room. Looking out of the window I see an really beautiful landscape with grassy hills right in front of my house, an awesome deep blue and clear sky and huge snowy mountains just barely to be seen on the horizon, all the colors far more vivid than in reality. I said that I wanted to take a picture so I kept exploring through my room in search of my camera (I don't have one but I was searching for a specific camera I once had) and find that there is some shelf under my bed where I see an old mp3-player (one that's unfortunately broken). My girlfriend told me about a new friend of hers called Lisa (not actually true) and I noticed I have a fridge in my room (very similar to the actual one in the kitchen) and it felt like there was a second one as well. I opened it and brought some things into order, like some chocolate bars of which I tried one, and talked about one of these things to my girlfriend as well who said she did put it in there for when she's here next time (it was some strange strawberry stuff).

NON-LUCID LUCID

Identification: (No. 78) Summoning attempt
Time Recorded: 9:00, 31-01-2012
Genre: Ordinary
Character(s): Gavin D.
Method(s): Mantra
Lucid: Yes (DILD)

I am sitting in my bedroom, at my desk, looking at a series of written messages on a single sheet of paper. For each paragraph there is an illustration on the right, of a lady dressed in 3-century-old clothing, from various angles. I somehow realise that I am dreaming and become lucid. I stand up from my desk chair and walk towards my door, thinking about what I should do. I get the impulse to summon someone. I look away, thinking to myself that someone will be there when I look back. I fall on my clothes drawer and lie there. I can hear Gavin's quiet feint voice, calling my name. I believe that Gavin is going to come here and wake me up. I start to loose the dream, so I try concentrating on the dream again, but it is too late.

I was dreaming about driving for my driver’s license, at first with a car, than an omnibus and then (oddly) with a bicycle, the street became smaller then as well. Then there were some annoying wasps around, due to a mass of trees on the street I couldn’t keep going and then I found a dead blue hornet under my trousers on my right knee, which was connected with a green strand of stuff to me.
I woke up in my room, but everything seemed to be realistic and I still heard the music (which I usually don’t in my dreams, and didn’t do later on again), so I thought I wasn’t dreaming at first. Never the less I did a reality check and though it was a bit hard I could breathe through my pinched nose, and after becoming slightly lucid I started to notice all those things that were off in my room (primarily all written things had single letters replaced by similar ones [Greek ones primarily]). I did my world severing seal again and tried to raise my awareness, both things with moderate but acceptable success for now. I got up and went to my desktop, first of all starting to think of what to do now, so I decided to make a list with the things to do in order. Yet I woke up in the process, so I’m going to finish that list now.

Though the dream was this time not directly caused by the lucid remix, it might have incubated the dream in some way. The track was playing from 5:38 to 6:10, while I woke up at about 7:00.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a big room, kind of like a meeting room in a church building. It had a lot of school desks in it. But the desks were all scattered about the room. There were a few standing closets or cabinets againts the walls. The room was lit with a kind of drab, greenish, fluorescent light.

A few people were in the room, kind of shuffling about. It was like something had just ended, possibly the rehearsal for some kind of sketch comedy team. At least a couple of people were famous. One of them looked like Pam from The Office. The other one may have looked like Jim.

The woman was standing at one of the closets, maybe rifling through a bunch of coats, looking for her own coat. The man was sitting at a desk, possibly writing on a sheet of paper.

The man and the woman were still in character, and they were improvising some lines back and forth with each other. They were kind of insulting each other in a flirting way.

At some point the man said something to defend himself or build himself up instead of insulting the woman. He somehow compared something he was doing to something a famous person (maybe Napoleon?) had done.

The woman answered with some kind of rhyme that was almost a song, and used history in a very precise way to shoot down what the man had just tried to make sound like a good thing. Everybody in the room started laughing, including the man.

(To bad I can't remember the joke! Ugh...)

There was another man standing at a closet that stood against the wall to the left of the woman, as she was facing her closet.

This other man was talking to somebody -- possibly me, but I'm not sure. He was saying how good the woman was at taking really slight cues at just a moment's notice and turning them into something really clever and hilarious.

Dream #2

I was probably in a bedroom. I was laying, or sitting in some really slouched position, on the floor. My back may have been against a wall. My legs felt crowded, as if I were right up against a bed or a TV stand that had a quilt over it. The light in the room was a nice, warm incandescent. The carpet may have been brown and kind of thick.

I looked down at my body. I was skinnier than usual -- probably too skinny. I was wearing a diaper, probably a Pull-Ups diaper with Dora the Explorer on it. The diaper was completely broken. So I wasn't really wearing it. It was mostly just laying on my crotch. I wore underwear over the diaper -- I'm not sure if they were boxer briefs, like I wear, or some kind of panties.

I had an erection, and I needed to pee. I may have thought at first that I should just pee in the diaper. But I knew that would be a dumb idea. The diaper was totally broken. My pee would probably just go all over the place.

I was in what seemed to be my childhood bedroom, but it was amazing: stone-carved fountains, a spacious garden, and several aquariums with pets. I walked to the aquariums and saw that my snakes and lizards were alive, but that my cat was sleeping on the mesh screen above their cages. This caused the mesh to seep downwards, crowding the lizards and snakes. I thought to myself how careless I had been in maintaining and feeding my reptiles, and how lucky I was that they were still alive.

My mother and I then got into some sort of argument during a social event. My mother, myself, my husband, and several neighbors were all seated and having a conversation, but the tension between my mother and I was obvious. I tried to diffuse the tension and create peace (if not for the sake of my mother and I than for the others present) but to no avail: my mom was thirsty for blood.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

Germany had tested some kind of nuclear weapon. I saw a shoreline. The shoreline had received the nuclear blast. This shoreline was in some country other than Germany.

The United States was angry that Germany had tested this new nuclear weapon. They may have been planning to do something against Germany, like employ sanctions.

But suddenly the US was sending out a nuclear bomb to attack Germany. I saw the nuclear bomb blasting off. The missile was kind of short, either dark green or black, with fins at its back end and around its midsection, closer to the nose. The fire of the rocket was bright and papery.

The area from which the missile blasted off was kind of small, like a small construction area or movie set, although it was supposed to be an entire coast or country.

The missile may have blasted off from the west coast of the United States. I knew it was going to Germany. But I also knew that Germany was retaliating, sending a missile to attack the US.

But I thought that since I was in New York, I wouldn't get hit. New York was on the other end of the country closest to Germany, I thought. (This would, of course, be the reverse of the truth IWL.)

Dream #2

There were two pretty girls, maybe nineteen or twenty years old, in bed with each other. They may have been in a college dorm. But the room seemed more like a bedroom in a suburban house than a college dorm.

Both girls were kind of tall, skinny, and pale, with long, straight, light brown hair. The girls both wore colorful, long-sleeved sweaters and white, cotton, french-cut panties.

One of the girls lay on her back. The other girl climbed up and straddled the first girl's chest. She almost seemed to want to begin rubbing her crotch into the other girl's face.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This dream drove me up the wall. I classified it as a fragment because I'm unsure whether it was a bunch of small dreams back-to-back, or just a single long one.

I woke up in my bedroom, in the middle of the night in a false awakening. The room was dark, with a slight pale blue glow coming from underneath the bedroom door. I couldn't see anything but I was definitely in the right bed, with the covers almost completely over my head. I groggily put my head up a bit and looked at the red numbers of my digital clock on the lower side table (positioned to the left of my bed). They read properly, saying 1:47. I didn't think much of it and went back to sleep.

I woke up again and groaned, thinking I would have to get up for school soon. I was in the same bed with the same light coming from the door, darkness, and I looked at my clock. This time, it said 2:47. I exclaimed, "only one hour?" and put my head down again. This same pattern continued two more times, with the next times reading 3:48 and4:48. By the end of this string, I felt very pissed off and annoyed because I was only sleeping in hour-long increments. It was a little hard to tell if this was a dream at first, but the nature of this whole situation confirmed to me that it was a dream. I never wake up like this, and usually only wake up once (or not at all) during the night.

Dream 1

I am in a room and in the room are 2 of my husbands, i didnt realise there shouldn't be 2 of him. The one lying on the settee to my right asked me to get him a beer, then the one to my left asked me aswell ((dream skip)) I am holding the beers, i give 1 to the kev on my right then sort of glide over to the kev on my left and give him his beer, i could hear the beer fizzing, it was really loud!!

Dream 2

I am lying in my bed, i'm in that half asleep half awake stage, i decide to keep still and WILD, i hear the noise of SP coming and feel the vibrations really strongly, i think "ok go with it" I feel myself falling and say to myself "i'm dreaming" I land on my bed with a bang. I can feel something behind me, and i know it's that nasty "presence" pretending to be my hubby ((i always get this in any WILD)) I know that if i try to get up it will grab me and i dont like that, anyway being sure that i'm dreaming I do the nose pinch test and i cant breathe through my nose, i try again as i know i'm dreaming and this time it works ((stupid WILD's lol)) I now decide i have to get out of bed but i have to stop my hubby from grabbing me like he always does so i think "i know i'll trick him and make him think i'm coming back" I say "i'm just going to get a drink" i then gently get out of bed and stand up, i'm now facing the window and i'm thinking "haha, i bloody tricked him and it worked" lol I decide to do another check which i have never tried before just out of curiosity so i try to push my finger through my hand and nothing..it doesnt work for me and im wondering why, o look out of the window and my sight is still a little fuzzy, i decide i musnt have a stable enough dream. I rub my hands together and say "clarity now" it clears a little but not much and i decide its not going to get much better than this. I decide to try and fly out of rhe window but as i jump a little i just slowly come back down to the floor. I realise that this is going to be one of those dreams which i cant do bugger all but am fully lucid haha, doesnt happen often they are really good usually but at times when this happens i decide to just have a ponder around the house. I walk out of my bedroom and im on the landing, i can hear the boiler on ((but not on in real life)) i flick the light to turn it on and it flashes but then goes off again and i hear the boiler die, now i decide to walk into the bathroom and i instinctivley pill the cord and am shocked when the light comes on and stays on..lights never work in my dreams..never ever!! I sit on the loo and start giggling at how the things that usually work wont work but the things that never work are working, my lucid is all back to front lmao!!! I decide that theres not much point staying lucid if i cant do anything so I shut my eyes and think of myself lying on my bed and i wake up in bed after a hard landing, still chuchkling about it all being back to front lol

I was in my room, on the bed, one evening. Cat was there as well, lying closer to the wall. He was wearing a white shirt. He (or I) was reading something, then he lied down on his back, his eyes closed. I lied next him coz I wanted to look at his sleepy face. When I got closer, I saw his eyes are still open slightly. When he saw me, he suddenly looked funny at me. I told him I just want to watch him as he sleeps. He turned around, facing the wall.

I went somewhere and went back. Cat was talking on the phone, facing the wall (or maybe pretending that someone called him). Then he said he has to go. I got sad. When he was about to go out the door, I reached for his hand and asked him where he's going. He said he's just going to the bathroom. I slowly let go of his hand as he slowly walked away into the bathroom, while both of us still looking at each other. I finally lost sight of him when I closed the door.

I went somewhere far. Bacolod? Morning. I was looking at eye/sunglasses in a store. I went out. I was in downtown Bacolod. I ran, sad and depressed, because he left me. Then I wondered, what if he just went somewhere, and he was going to return, but then he didn't find me at home, so we just went away? I got more depressed.

It was near the pier in Toledo. I ran. I was near the pier. The beach, with clean, white sand. There were some plants. I jumped over into lower ground on the beach, which was more than six feet high (I'd normally feel very uncomfortable jumping from that height). I felt sad, but at the same time, I didn't mind getting hurt physically, because the pain in my heart hurt more.

Then I reached a place on the beach where there are more people. There is a family of two male parents; they're married and they have three kids, having a blast at the beach. I checked the next "jump," and it was a lot higher. Too high. I saw a bamboo ladder going down. I told myself I'll go down and once I'm lower, I'll jump backwards onto the sand. I then hid my mobile phones in my short pants in a way that they won't get damaged.

I crossed stepped into the bamboo ladder and started going down. Then, at a height I thought I'd still be uncomfortable, I let myself fall backwards. I landed. It was closer than I thought.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in the living room of a really nice apartment, sitting on the couch with a really pretty Indian woman. The couch and floor may have been white. There was an entertainment center just across the floor from the couch.

The woman was showing me something on the screen. The screen was black, but divided into sections by white lines. There may have been six sections. In each section were a few letters and numbers. The screen would occasionally pull down.

The woman was showing me this, but I was actually controlling it, using either a keyboard or a joystick. I realized this was some sort of data processing system that was connected to a company's database. People could work from home, from their TVs, by entering data for this database.

As the woman stood up and walked toward the dining room, off to our left, I told the woman, "I always thought this would be a good idea."

The dining room was gone. A window was in its place. And it was like I was in a house rather than an apartment. The woman was just outside the window. I stood up and walked to the window.

I continued, "In fact, I've always thought working from home would be the way a lot of people worked, eventually. I was thinking of writing a science fiction story about it, where everybody works from home, on their computers."

The woman stood out in an area full of trees. She may have kept moving farther and farther back -- without walking, until she had disappeared in the trees altogether. But I was still talking to her.

I continued, "Everything -- the world, gets greener again. The population rate goes down. But people are happier. So many things are controlled by robots. And a lot of people work from home."

Now I was looking out the window to a normal suburban front yard. Two of my old friends, M (a man) and P (a woman) walked up to the window, which was maybe a meter or so higher than their heads.

M told me he and P were going somewhere. When they were done they'd come back and pick me up to take me to the airport so I could go back home. I was a little panicked. I said that my flight was probably leaving pretty soon. I needed to get to the airport.

M told me not to worry. Besides, M told me, I had some task to take care of, possibly involving a car, and that I wouldn't be able to leave until I took care of that, anyway. M asked me for the car keys so he and P could leave. I gave them to him.

M and P were gone. I walked out of this house through a door opposite the window. I walked through another yard that looked like a front yard and up into the front door of another house. This was my mom's house.

My mom was just inside, sitting at a table in front of the front window. When she saw me she stood up and started walking through the living room. There was a couch set right in the center of the living room. My mom started telling me something. But I can't remember what it was.

Dream #2

I was in a bedroom. The room was dim and blue. I had been listening to some conference call and taking handwritten notes on notebook paper. I may have been at a desk. But now the call was over.

I heared a kind of squeaky-raspy voice from another room. I had been looking off to my left. But now I looked over to my right, to the door of the bedroom. A beige-orange light came from under the crack of the door.

The voice said a few things. Then the person got up, apparently from a room behind me, and left, walking away down the hallway that was just outside the door. I now realized I was sitting on the floor, using a bed as a desk.

I understood that I had left my job. This was the office for my job. For some reason I was back -- maybe just to help out on a short-term project, maybe just for one day.

The guy the squeaky voice had been the guy who'd replaced me. It was 5 PM, and the guy was leaving. This, I thought, was kind of lazy, since there was still a ton of work to do. I thought that maybe I'd impress my boss by staying for a long time tonight.

But, right while I was lost in this thought, my boss burst in the door. I must have looked like I was just doing nothing. My boss rushed up to my bed-desk and began flipping through my notebooks.

I knew I had just taken notes on some conference call. I wanted my boss to see the notes. But now he wasn't finding them. Instead he flipped to a page I'd made of sketches of the famous cartoon character Strongbad.

My boss pointed to one of the drawings and said, "I want to see less of this," as if he thought all I did all day was draw sketches of strongbad. He actually even flipped to another page that was also full of Strongbad sketches!

I was trying to figure out how I could explain this to my boss. I did a lot of work. But sometimes, while I was listening to calls or trying to think through a problem, I'd start sketching.

Dream #3

I was pulling a car I had (when I was in high school!) out of a long driveway for a house set up at the end of a long, gated yard. When I got to the end of the driveway, I had to close the gate. I pulled off to the side of the road and got out of the car. I was also thinking something about the difficulty of driving backward.

When I got out of the car, my sister was there. She told me, "Don't forget, while you're taking care of the car, to wash the back windows. That's really important, and C (one of my old friends) did it all the time."

I told my sister, "I was just planning on doing that once I got home." Apparently I was planning on taking my car back home after visiting my family -- although I was also planning on taking a plane home.

I was now in the living room of a house with my mom, grandpa, and probably some of the other members of my immediate family. My grandpa and mom were standing. My grandpa was getting ready to leave.

I was going back to my car as well. My grandpa was going to drive me. So we left the house together.

It was dark outside. My mom stood in the doorway. We were in a long block full of houses, possibly with some kind of median in the center of the wide road. My grandpa's car was parked halfway up on and off of this median.

My grandpa and I got in the car. My door was still open, and I was holding on to some kind of hard door-strap, as if I were going to pull the door shut.

My grandpa said, "I didn't invite you guys to my house because I didn't know what schemes your mom might have. She could sue me because on of the kids suffocated themselves on the floor or one of the kids suffocated themselves on the ceiling."