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I am at my old house, while walking up the street towards my house I see a new roll of paper towels on the side walk. I look to the house nearest and see no one but here scuffing in their garage. I turned back to the paper towels and realize there are colorful things printed on them, so I pick it up and unroll some of it to see what is on it. Each single paper towel has the face of one of the teen age mutant ninja turtles on it with the eye part cut out so kids could use it as a shitty mask. I want to wear one so bad, so I keep unrolling it until I find the one with the blue mask, and after like ten paper towels length I find the blue one, but then I realized I was wearing a shitty cotton ninja turtle top that look like their body and it has red bracelets, and I got irritated because now I can't wear the blue mask because I have the red masked ones body so I found the red mask and ripped it off the roll and put it to my face and it stayed there somehow. Then I ran up into my yard and into my house where the bathroom has been re-arranged for some reason and has all new stuff like the toilet. For some reason the toilet can twist in place like as if a computer chair had no wheels but the seat part could still go in circles. After messing around with all the new bathroom stuff I went into the garage were some man kept rushing me to get ready faster because I have to get back to school before the bell rings, but my paper towel got messed up so I told him to wait which annoyed him, then I ran back into the street where the paper towels were but they weren't there anymore so I came back and had to repair my mask and somehow I did and it looked brand new. Then I wore it to school and I was boss as shit.

I'm in a school bus, and I think I'm back in middle school now. The bus is taking me home, only somehow we are driving around in a relatively rural area (i.e. country roads, crooked power lines, people driving pickup trucks if there were other trucks, etc.). I missed my stop a long time ago, but I'm not particularly concerned. A lot of the jerk kids I remember back in school were on the same bus, and as we get further and further into the rural areas, I kept thinking, "oh, you live in the middle of nowhere? No wonder you are such an ass." All apologies to people who live in rural areas.

At one point, I begin having a conversation with my old friend K. We were talking about careers, and he was telling me about a nice internship that works outside, gets in touch with the environment, and works with animals (all things I actually do love), but I catch on and say "wait, you want me to be a farmer?" K had a you-caught-me grin. So, to recap, my subconscious is insulting both rural and farming areas now.

We come across the side of a road, and there appears to be this Reality TV/Small Claims Court Election going on between a family. I don't know what the argument is, but it's a family of five, and the mother is suing the father over something while the host explains. The verdict is passed down in a really convoluted manner, like "we find the defendant being accused by the prosecution of the case to be correct in the blah blah blah," so everyone takes a brief second before registering that the father won. The rest of the family politely claps their hands, but the mother is visibly distraught. She approaches the host, but the host seems to reject her, telling her "I'm sorry, but you are only 15-inches tall," "and a soon to be divorced woman," she responds sadly. And yes, it's only about this time I realize the family are all tiny, and they are lined up each in their own tiny kennels.

Dream two gets bad. I'm in a mall plaza, near a large cell-phone kiosk like AT&T or some other large brand. A tall man and I have an intricate plan to rob someone that somehow involves me pretending to also be robbed at the same time. I look in my wallet, and I have a $1000 bill (Um... what?), so of course the plan goes awry and my partner decides to keep the money for himself. I got really angry, but before I could do anything, your stereotypical mall cop appears. I explain the situation (basically admitting our plan). The mall cop thinks for a second and says "I know what to do," then shoots my partner in the head with a gun. And of course the mall cop looks like Pepper Spray cop.

The scene shifts a little, and now I'm aware of being in an ad where they are shooting a commercial for a tea product or something, but it's blended into real ("Dream" real, I mean) life where the premise is the grandpa (who is also the "real" owner of the tea company) had to leave, and his adorable tells the rest of her family they can't start dinner yet, and she runs around the mall distraught, yelling for her grandpa to come to dinner. Dream me got a lot of dust in his eyes. The mom seems to know grandpa is okay, and says something along the lines of "if grandpa is gone, I get his car," while the rest of the family laughs, and the scene shifts to a parking lot you'd find in an apartment complex. For some reason, the mom turns into Rosalyn the babysitter from Calvin and Hobbes, and I realize I'm wandering around the lot having just finished watching a Calvin and Hobbes movie. I wake up at whatever ridiculous time it was, short hand my dream, and go back to sleep.

Dream three starts with watching Michaelangelo from the Ninja Turtles trying to flirt with a ninja girl he meets, but it also feels like I'm reading a book about this. The narrator explains that Michaelangelo thinks she is better handling Sais than Raphael (BLASPHEMY!), and they are scaling walls in the city while he keeps trying to impress her.

The scene switches to my brother's wedding, but he tells me to fill in for him. So now, I'm sitting at the groom's table like a panelist in a convention, and the bride and I are both dressed really low key -- I remember the bride is wearing flannel and jeans, and I have my legs kicked up on the table. At one point in the wedding there was the whole "this bread is the body of Christ" thing, and we have to dip our respective bread into a cup of water. I think my brother eventually made it in time, because the scene shifts to their house (which resembles a 60's style home) during Christmas morning, and I walk down stairs and say hi to my brother and his wife. It's at this time that I realize that my brother's new wife is now a weird version of what I feel should be an ex or someone I knew, although I have no idea who this person is.

I either wake up laughing, or laughed myself awake.

Supplement Dose: 3.6 mg Hypericin (1200 mg St. John's Wort extract), 3 York Peppermint Patties

Blahhhh.... So, the beginning of this night was rather unpleasant. Perhaps hastily, I ingested four St. John's wort capsules which were standardized to contain 0.9 mg of hypericin per 300 mg of extracted plant matter, as I've experimented with St. John's wort before and had very trippy dreams from it (though the active I'm more interested in is hyperforin, got some of that on it's way too ). However, four is a rather large dose, and though I was mainly aiming for the NMDA antagonist effects of the hypericin, I suppose I could've taken into account the other possible actives in the extract.... I had a good bit of insomnia and stomach pains (which the peppermint patties may have contributed to), and after a few hours of sleep with no solid dreams I had to get up and use the bathroom, which was... not fun at all. I was certainly feeling the effects of the hypericin as well, as when I woke up I was slightly dissociated. All of my senses were more euphoric than normal, but also more dulled or distant (this may be hard to comprehend correctly if you don't have experience with dissociatives). It felt nice at first, but didn't do much for me overall. It also stood in the way of my progress to help force myself to fall asleep again, with a little (perhaps menthol-assisted) help from my body's natural processes. I got started but the sensations weren't strong enough to keep me going, and I was slightly anesthetized so I wasn't able to get anywhere with it. *sigh*

Eventually, I did fall asleep, and I started the night out with a strange fragment, followed by a fairly surreal dream with a slight hint of mint, so that's nice at least. I wanted to stay asleep for longer and try to suck more out of the dose, but my physiology wasn't putting up with it after I woke up from the last one, so I just decided to get up.

Man, I would love to be able to get some hypericin by itself and not have to go through that again! But, what're you going to do? Oh well, here's my dreams for the night.

Dream Fragment - I was doing cocaine in the back of a high school class that had a substitute teacher with my old friend SN with help from PR, this guy I knew since elementary school. ("With help from"...? Not exactly sure what that implies now, but it's in the notes.) Afterwards I was disposing of the evidence (notes: "favorite tin") and dropped my phone in the trash by mistake, and then people kept throwing more trash in on top of it before I could get it out. D:

An Unfocused Night [Non-Lucid]

There was a lot going on in this dream, and I'm pretty sure I was with O for a lot of it at the beginning, but my first clear memory comes in at the top of a tall building in Las Vegas in some kind of suite with some of my family members and my dad's friend Px (I think?). Mainly what I remember is that we were smoking weed, and I had brought my own but they wanted to smoke theirs first, and I was telling them about how O and I had just come here to Vegas twice in the last three days just to relax and to take some extensive English course that was over in literally two days to get those college credits out of the way. I believe my cousin P then came up to me and started showing me some new Mario game that I had thought was just a port of Super Mario 64, but it turned out to be a legitimate remake with new graphics and features and all of this stuff, and it was on the Nintendo DS. The game zoomed in to take up my entire perception, and I could see now that it actually took place at a modified version of my old middle school. Of course, that didn't strike me as too odd at the time.

Mario was basically just running around and doing wall jumps all over the place, and somewhere down the line (I saw a lot of the game but don't remember much of it now) the narrating voice changed from my cousin P to my other cousin (P's younger sister) K. I told her that she should go wall jump way up to the top of some tower which I was apparently aware of from the original game, even though there was no such structure in it. She gets up there and... it's kind of a weird area where you can see windows and a church bell or something outside and it was sunny outside, and where we were was waaaay high up above the ground on a floating platform, and around the rim of the room (with just a little space extending outward from the walls) there were lots of newborn babies in the kinds of cribs they get right when they're first born, at the hospital. Suddenly K and I were actually here in the room with them, and as the panel was small and she was the one who knew what she was doing, I was standing behind her and holding on to her waist as not to fall off. This is where the mentholy libido feeling kicked in, not because of my cousin (thankfully ) but because I was suddenly aware that I was wearing a sexy nurse outfit, and I was struck with that sort of "pure" feeling that's been discussed in the experiment thread and I just wanted to mother all of the babies in the room and make sure they were all happy. >w<

I'm wondering if the feeling may have caused the dream to become less stable (since in all of my other menthol dreams it actually woke me up), because things unfocused for a minute and then kind of refocused at my house, in my parents' bedroom. I was apparently playing the game on the DS alone now, and some guy who I don't recognize came into the room. I told him briefly about the game and then asked him if there was anyone else (who?) left in the house, and he said no. We also had these sugary colored dough ball things that I perceived as being Japanese candies at the time, and they were delicious! We were eating them to just kind of pass the time and break the tension since we didn't really know each other, and he was watching something on my parents' TV (a sports game maybe?), and I asked him if he wanted to go out somewhere and get some real food, my treat. He said yes but in a way that made it seem like he thought I was joking, which I recognized at the time but I still went to change into a bit more formal-casual clothes. I went back into the room and said something like "Alright, let's go!" and he looked at me a bit surprised, trying to back out of it then but I told him he already said yes. He just seemed embarrased because he didn't expect me to actually pay for him, or something like that. I asked him where he wanted to go, and after much debating I believe he settled on "anywhere with cucumbers". We walked out into the kitchen briefly so he could grab his stuff, and while we were out there I saw a teenage mutant ninja turtle walking around. I don't know which one is who, but it was the one with the blue headband. We headed out the front door and I noticed that it was nighttime and the neighborhood was fairly covered in snow, which looked really nice. I ended up trying to lock the door with the wrong key first, but then I switched the right one. The guy started walking out towards my car, but then I woke up.