Recent DJ Posts

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Mom was singing with a boy and man. I liked one of the songs a lot and asked her for it, but she got annoyed. I said ‘never mind’ and went to my room, closing the door.

2.
A man (Man 1) walking into a central room on a spaceship. Another man (Man 2) that seems familiar to me (I remember his looks but can’t describe them ._.) is standing facing away, hands clasped behind his back. Memory’s real fuzzy here. The man who walked in asks the other what his preferences are – he wants them to get involved with this third man (Man 3) to help him or something.

Jump.

Man 1 is flirting/roughhousing with Spider-man and laughing. From a distance to the left, Man 2 and Spider-man are watching the scene thoughtfully. It had the feel of Man 2 showing him something to make a point.

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I’m playing a game. It’s like Mario in that you control little characters, directing them on a map to the place you want to go. I choose a little creature that reminds me of a fiery red Pac-Man and direct him to a nearby place.

It looks a lot like a Mario area but more surreal. I end up making my character fling to the far left and have to make my way back to where I started, ignoring loot and things I see, which is hard. I wonder what skills he has besides the basic attack, and manage to find where to look. I’m surprised to see it has two Frost skills, because I had assumed it was a Fire creature.

NOTE: Afternoon, 100

A party or gathering. LGBT. Escape. A small town. Manapla? A hidden path. We were trying to escape some people who were riding a jeep which will go around the plaza/QC circle and find us there. We hurried into a path that seemed safe. We criss-crossed the paths to make sure they won't find us. It looked like a small barrio. Rested in a house. Then, from afar, we saw the people chasing us. They saw us.

I am in a place the vaguely resembles Manapla Elementary. We are supposed to watch an LGBT-related video. We contact Pol.

I am in a mall of sorts. I am becoming lucid. I am on the second floor. I am checking out a display, or an item. It's a weighing scale toy. A huge weighing scale toy. It is hanging by a thread to the ceiling. It reaches to the first floor. Or not. It is just hanging. I am trying to put it back on the tower on the first floor that is holding it up. The thread is not enough. There are two employees on the first floor just looking up while I try to adjust to make sure the thing doesn't fall. Finally, I let go and hear a crash. I am in the office of the mall where I pay for the thing. I was thinking of paying with card, but decided on cash. I pay 500 pesos. The price costs 300. I buy softdrinks. Look for straw. I find myself listening to what's going on in the "store." There is a least one sailor who is asking about allowance for their ship.

I see RV in the bathroom. He doesn't have a t-shirt, but he wears pants. He suggested we buy something together, but we have no place to put the money.

Completely forgot to mention this, but I had a dream earlier today where I told my Mom I was a lesbian and she said she was one too. A lot of other things happened after that but I can't remember them, just reminded myself of that part.

I was with a group of people, in a resort or something. There are huts (or something), and I saw people playing cards. There's a main one-floor building nearby, and other huts near the shore. I went inside one, and found a bandaged demi-human, playing the stereo. Then he got annoyed because the stereo in the other hut is playing too loud. He increased the volume of his own stereo. I left, thinking he would hear his own stereo better if he put it facing the inside of the hut instead of outside.

There was some sort of a meeting. I saw LGBT books lined on the sea wall. One has a yellow cover, with a drawing of a chick, as if it's inside the egg.

Then I was with another group of people, and they were holding someone hostage. Flora? They were talking about something, when someone who looked like me, wearing stylish army clothing (?). He said he was fascinated by them (demi-humans).

They attacked him with swords, and they moved very fast. He (I?) also moved fast, avoiding them, while talking to them at the same time. He asked what more they are asking for. He didn't specify what, but I got the idea that he was talking about how great they are in speed and other talents.

Eventually, he (I?) was caught.

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Dreamsigns:

demi-human
hostage
physical attack

Changed my colors. Also, only one page left in my dream journal! Then I move onto a new one. This one is starting to look beat up anyway, from being in my bed. Plus the cats trampling all over it. I've had it since June 2008. I hope that the next one will go faster - because it has longer entries in it, not just a bunch of fragments!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

10.25.2010

Darkness (Non-lucid)

I think it was completely dark. A creature made of dark substance was attacking me over and over again, and it couldn't be killed.

Bugs? (Non-lucid)

Star Trek like world. A guy wearing a Trek uniform took out something from it that was covered with black dots. He looked to the doorway were a woman was standing, giving her a questioning look as he held it up.

A Book Lover's Habit (Non-lucid)

We either went to a bookshop or walked through one. As we were leaving, I got distracted by looking at book titles and then the two people in the room. I said something to them and started to leave, and again, and the last time I started to leave I really got distracted. I think we talked about a previous transaction I had with them, and then we talked about these two forms, green and red, and something about one or both of them being my consultant.

I started to fill out the green form hurriedly, and my writing was messy. I accidentally signed my name (looking really bold, like I'd embellished it) in Japanese, as ケイトリン, and the woman pointed it out to me. I said it was an accident and wrote my real first name under it.

She said it was okay, and then started talking in Spanish about how someone she knew said some phrase sometimes. She repeated the phrase twice, and it was short. Might have had 'que' in it.

I knew mom was going to be mad, because she was outside in the car waiting. I took the red form with me to fill out later.

I got in the car and yep, mom was mad. I'm pretty sure there was someone else in there too. I was apologizing, and as I gestured, a half-eaten green sucker I had in my hand flew off the stick and landed somewhere in her direction. That actually eased the tension and we laughed a bit.

- Earlier: 'Bike', paint, my sister

- Might have taken place in this dream: masturbation in my mom's bathroom.

Fragments (Non-lucid)

~ My sister told me that she liked 'BL/yaoi'. She explained that gay relationships were more complex and interesting than the relationships you normally see in shows (which is actually my reason). I believe this took place in her living room, and her boyfriend was in the room.

- Mom, mad, my friend, pix?

~ I believe I(?) was in this room full of people. There was this game where you have to kiss someone or you're killed. Me and a boy shared a (bad) kiss. Then we had sex. Most explicit sex dream I've had in a while, and I think most detailed.

Bladder Desperation (Non-lucid)

Deja vu dream, as if I'd gone through the ordeals in it before.

Takes place in a school-like place.

I have to use the bathroom, but every one I come to has too many people around, and it's mixed. At one point I start to go in one but a guy comes in!

I pass a food court and a girl calls out to me, saying something like 'you're sitting with us, right?'. I look and the people at the table don't particularly seem familiar. I get the feeling she doesn't want someone else to take the seat. I pass on.

I see a girl, possibly with short dirty-blonde hair (I think she works there) and ask her if she knows of a private bathroom I could use. She takes me with her and we go to the staff area, where the counter is. We squeeze past them (I think the manager guy is there) as the girl explains that I really have to go. The guy and a few others tease me, saying something about bladder desperation and how it can be hot.

- Somewhere around here, I look at my finger and it has salt on it. I lick it off, and the guy says I should eat it with ice cream (I think this was inspired by me wanting to try french fries with ice cream in real life).

He (and a few others?) end up coming along with us, leading me through some very weird obstacles, one being having to wait for just the right moment for these yellow bed foam pads to swing away before you dived onto this other slippery, squeezing material and dug your way through. It was extremely hard and I didn't think I was ever going to claw my way out.

When we finally get there, it's a small space with netted areas off to the side. People are sitting at a table on one side, and on the other there's a guy playing with a kid on some more foam I believe.

I'm pretty worried, because the whole reason I couldn't go before is because I have a shy bladder, but there's people here too, and in a closed space.

I think they realize I can't go there when they see the people. One guy suggests that there's a place outside I could go - think he had before. I think I considered that I'd need toilet paper then.

- Earlier?: I'm singing on a show (with Lizzie McGuire?). We're sitting in a classroom.
- There was a girl sitting beside me and I mistook her for someone I knew who looked just like her, only she had one eye (I watched a Futurama episode night about Leela). I believe it's the two-eyed girl who tells me I sing well, even though I thought I wasn't singing my best because we weren't actual recording. We sung more than once.

Note: The whole reason for this dream was because I went to bed having to go, and every time I woke up after that I ignored it. Just before this dream my bladder was definitely started to get annoyed with me, but once more I ignored it. It was actually really interesting to see the dream that resulted from it.

My sleep schedule has done a complete turn in the last few days - I've been going to bed at the same time as my friend, and my recall is already improving. But man, being tired a lot is no fun. *yawn* Hopefully that'll improve soon.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

07.09.2010

School Life (Non-lucid)

Axis Powers Hetalia dream. School AU, Spain x Romano. The two were talking, especially Romano about his life, and he brought up Rome. Spain got a little sad, because Rome had been his teacher and he was dead now. Italy was also mentioned.

~Spain unbuttoned Romano's shirt to see his chest, which had writing on it.

~Romano took a shower?

~Fragments: Class, kids - 1, doesn't know answer

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APH Fragment (Non-lucid)

All I know was that it was Axis Powers Hetalia again and that it was about a couple. :/ I fell asleep before I could write it down.

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Crash Landing (Non-lucid)

Horrible vehicle accident dream. Took place at Renee Lane. I was driving in a truck(?) all over the yard, and apparently I flipped a switch that made me go really fast and I couldn't stop. I go flying over a hill but when I crash, I am no longer in the truck, but watching from the yard. I run over the hill panicking because mom and dad are in it, and how could anybody survive a crash like that?

When I get there, both of them are getting out looking banged up. I think I ask how dad is.

~Something about an injection in the neck. The tip was green.

~Something about me breaking a couple of fingers or maybe toes.

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Musical (Non-lucid)

There was a musical with four girls on stage. In the beginning I am one of the girls, and we're doing this part where we're sitting down and crossing our legs back and forth. It didn't really matter how we did it as long as we did it fast, but you had to start over again if you flubbed one a certain way.

Then I'm in the audience with my old school friend L. She tells me a story about how her 4 year old brother was killed by her other brother so that L, who was 2-3, could have his marrow to save her life. I think he got off because he was 'trying to save his sister'.

Someone in the audience asks the girls on stage what the 'funniest line' was. The middle girl thinks about it, says the line and explains why it's funny.

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H2 (Non-lucid)

Masturbation dream in the bathroom (not the one in RL). At one point Riley was in there, and jumped out. I thought to myself that that must be how she got on the something or other in the hall.

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Signing In (Non-lucid)

Mom needed help figuring out how to sign into a wallpaper site because she accidentally logged out. We couldn't find it anywhere though. She decided to call the site's tech support.

- On the left-hand side of the page in big letters was the word FUCK. I think I figured it was her username.
- When I woke up I got that deja vu feeling that the site was familiar.

FIRST DREAM:

Come across news article about 'Roy Spencer', older gay gentleman, now dead, victim of a hate crime. I write an angry article about how if only anyone gave a fuck, maybe this sort of thing wouldn't happen. (The gays can't even get a leg up, this is a huge fking problem, how's a tranny even supposed to deal when a gay man can't even live without being beaten into a casket.) 'We can all sit around and whine and bitch to other gays within our closed social circles about this, but that doesn't solve the real problem- the fucking problem is Out There, in the REAL WORLD, not in the stagnant, 'safe' homosexual microcosms we create for ourselves in big cities! The only reason these exist is to keep us from remembering the truth- that out there, we're fucking sideshow oddities and second class citizens! Did you know his name? Did you? Yeah, if you did, maybe this never would've happened, right? Because no one fucks with the gays in YOUR social circle. So what, we have to know a shit ton of other gays, be part of a buttfking gang in order to be safe, be respected? What about all of the other gays you don't know, the ones you can't protect because you *aren't* sleeping with each other? No matter how big the homo microcosm in San Fran gets, guess what! Roy Spencer is still in bumfk Egypt, Georgia, getting pillaged to death! THINK about that!' I talk to Justin about this within the dream, as we go for a walk through China town on the way to my old home on Kukui Street. He thinks this is all hilarious, and feigns anger to 'get me all riled up', but the only thing that comes of it is I mouth off to him, too, for being white, male, 'straight', cisgendered and middle class, and to top it off, indignant. END.

SECOND DREAM:

Had a birthday celebration marathon that included many of the students from my middle school, years and years back. Part of the fun was driving racecars around on the ice, which was incredibly dangerous, but we didn't care. This was a race we held every year, but this time it was setup so that it would take place on my birthday. Ambi often won, so she was talking smack about how she was the best, 'because my mom's a racecar driver! And quite frankly, I know how to drive!' But one of the blonde girls from my intermediate school, who played the part of 'the new student' showed up on a Kawasaki Ninja and when it came to the race, left Ambi in the dust. She whined incessantly about this. At the end of the race, her and a Bruiser(from Borderlands) had ended up in a draw, so they had a rematch with just the two of them on a track. We had to ride a trailer to a new track since the cars had turned the road on the previous one to slush.

While we were in the motorhome on the way to the new track I was admiring 'the new girl's skin, which was flawless, and I was thinking about telling her to take good care of it, since she looked like she had the potential to age beautifully, but I didn't have the nerve to even talk to her. She seemed to think I was creepy. I was afraid she'd make fun of me. We decided to stop by the side of the frozen desert at a little roadside restaurant, where it was now Scott's(another kid back from middle school) birthday instead of mine. When I turned a dial, all of the seats rotated so that everyone was sitting in a new formation. I arranged everything so that it would be 'perfect'.

Someone had tacked a note above the table I was sitting at, that had UV reactive ink on it that you could only read with a special flashlight. I found the flashlight in my pocket and me, the new girl, and two other guys, one who wasn't me, but looked like I do in WL, read it: 'The people assigned to sit here, Scott actually has huge crushes on. If any of you would be so kind as to strip or at least get topless once he has his seat next to you, well- that would be quite a present now, wouldn't it?' I remember being surprised that this implied Scott was at least bisexual, possibly more into dudes than girls (wtf?) seeing as to how the fraction was 3:1. I was embarrassed, because I'd stripped my wifebeater off before I'd even read the note, since for some reason it was ungodly humid within the diner.

One of the girls across the restaurant whistled and yelled something like, 'Well, he sure is quick to fulfill wishes, isn't he!?' I heard another girl yell, 'God, he's so skinny! You could eat from the depression under his ribs!' I started to turn red and, stuttering, insisted that it wasn't my intent to 'make a show' out of taking my shirt off. I started trying to scramble back into it before anyone else catcalled me, but Scott was already having a seat. The boy who had my face said, 'Aww c'mon dude, don't fuck it up right when he shows up. At least let him get a look at'cha, Skeletor.' Scott overheard this and was mortified, and said, 'Did... did someone tell you something about me that you AREN'T SUPPOSED TO KNOW?' He started to panic.

I didn't want to lie, but I didn't want to give him the impression I was 'undressed for him', either, but I was also afraid my full explanation would seem like a rejection, not to mention being paired with revealing that people had been gossiping about him. I hated the drama and wished I never knew, and that I wasn't here. END.

I found myself getting frustrated this morning when I couldn't remember some stuff. I need to calm down, because I definitely will improve. It's weird that I got like that...guess I'm just excited and impatient. I think I'm already improving surprisingly rapidly for the really bad sleeping schedule I've just started fixing.

Seems I have the most recall trouble the very first time I wake up. I look at the clock and see that I usually wake up every other REM cycle, and sometimes one after the other. It's cool!

I'm super excited about dreaming tonight~ I woke up 4 times the day before yesterday, and 3 times this morning. I hate when I wake up and feel like my bed is the most uncomfortable thing ever...

Still, excited!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

11.06.2010

Two fragments (Non-lucid)

Two fragments.

1: Yaoi, Japanese, two people wanted to do shared dreaming.

2: Blind

Black and White Inu (Non-lucid)

This is only the second dream ever that takes place in my current house.

We have two little curly-haired dogs. One is white, the other brown. At one point the brown one's face reminds me of a GSD because when I look at it, it's looks changed.

Mom gave it a weird two-word name - the first name is something to do with cars. I call it by the second word, which it responds to. It reminds me of how Finland from Axis Powers Hetalia has a terrible naming sense and names their dog 'Bloody Hanatamago' (Bloody Flower Egg).

The cats were in mom's room, where she and I were talking. She asks if it was I who said something to someone else earlier (something about sexuality) and I replied with an affirmative. Then someone comes in wanting something.

- At some point I called the brown dog's name. It came out from under the bed? and scared the cats, who ran for it.

Gap.

I go into my (old) room. My music on the computer is stuck on a loop. I turn the monitor on, and the screen is messed up. I press the restart button just as the music starts again.

That's when I see the presents on the desks wrapped in red Christmas wrapping. I feel like this scene happened twice. I've had that happen before, where a scene will replay, but it's usually different in some way. I go to find mom. Dad is in the kitchen, and I see another flat package in white wrapping with decorations on top of the trash can which is in front of the (current house) sink.

I tell mom that I almost didn't notice the presents.

- Worried what song mom heard when she was in my room to put the presents on the desk.

Sweet Water (Non-lucid)

*France and I were standing in a room full of people from Axis Powers Hetalia.

*I think it might have been a girl at first, maybe RJ? For that matter France may have been someone else.

There's a table beside us with makeup stuff on it. He dips a finger in lip gloss and holds it up and indicating that I do the same, smirking. Then we apply it to each others lips, laughing. There are two people with a video camera behind us to the left, and when they raise it towards us, France says, 'you're too late'.

Then somehow there are two Frances. The second one is offering us this container (looks like the pill box my mom has) that has clear liquid in the slots.

He asks if we want to try it. The first France tries it. Then I try to figure out how to drink it. If I raise it to my lips to swallow, it will spill. In the end I end up darting out my tongue and tasting it. It's sweet, like sugar water. The second France has a gleam in his eye and a part of me wonders if it's an aphrodisiac.

- There were these booths. I think I imagined what each was for, including a a couple making out it one.

Handicapped (Non-lucid)

In school(?) a band of Japanese (and a few American) kids (and midgets?) come out and sing a song in English and Japanese. There's a walkway and stage. The room is filled by students. I'm in a line to the left of the walkway.

We all clap a lot in response. A couple of people go up onto the stage and say thank you. Shika (from my old school and looking just as young) is one. As she talks, she also does sign language for those with handicaps.

Someone asks her if someone is considered handicapped (he had like three things wrong with him) - she says 'of course'.

I think this part of the same dream:

Apparently we were doing this project. I was the '_ River' (_ = a Japanese word I can't remember). A Japanese boy (who may have looked like my old classmate Cobb) turned and asked me in Japanese something about the River. I responded yes even though I didn't fully understand him.

D/s (Non-lucid)

Caution: BDSM contents below. No sex.

Note: This could take place in the school setting dream. I do recall that we were facing something - that could have been the stage.

I was one of a group of people sitting in some chairs. I say to my neighbor that I'm not going to the *my last name* reunion - that most of the *last name*'s that I know are in the other state anyways. She agrees.

Gap.

Somehow I end up in a tentative Dom/sub relationship with her*. It just kind of developed into it.

More gaps.

We're in a pretty bare room. The bed has light green-ish sheets. I ask her a question about what she expects from me. She says something in response, and how she's new at this so doesn't know what to do. I think to myself 'whatever turns you on' but don't say it aloud. She says something about how one thing did turn her on.

Before, I had been uncertain about what exactly she wanted from me, so I was clumsy in my responses. But now I knew what she wanted from me - she wanted me to take it, not be reactive. I'd been struggling between those two or being humiliated.

- I'm wearing shoes similar to my high-top brown ones in RL. One is messed up, it makes my walking uneven. I have to stop to fix it in the room. Think this was before the questioning.

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We're called out of the room by a man, perhaps a police officer for questioning. He says that someone called him in saying that they saw slavery going on.

- After some talking... He says, "You didn't even tell your brother (or sister? sibling?)."

- I thought it was no wonder, because Gilbert (from Axis Powers Hetalia) would never let her** live it down.

*'Her' might have actually been my friend Pillywiggin. Yesterday I was thinking of how awesome it'd be to have a shared dream with her. Instead she (maybe) just appeared in this dream... Oops.

**Gilbert has a brother, Ludwig, who is teased for being into BDSM because Germany in general supposedly has a lot of BDSM porn. So I associate these characters with it, probably why Gil ended up in the dream. 'Her' might have became him, 'Ludwig'; I can't remember the pronoun used.

Note 2: First time my last name was said aloud in a dream. Not sure if my first has been... I don't remember if so.