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The first thing I remember was that I was/ i was watching V. He was in this strange city setting, but there were only like four buildings, and it was dark and a little rainy. He was trying to get away from Some white guy, who I guess was the prime minister or something. Him and V had these umbrellas (V gave the minister an umbrella). V's was red striped, with a black main color, and the minister's was normal i think. It was like they had to open the umbrellas before they start chasing each other. V opened his first, then he waited a while for the minister to open his. by the time he opened it, V's umbrella was closing, and he had to open it again, giving him a disadvantage in the chase. in the end, V ran up a ramp onto one building, then hopped to another.

Next, It was Anthony's birthday, I was stuck at this strange party at my house (current house). It wasn't a birthday party, but there were some people I knew, and it was dark and there was a lot of music playing. There was also a bed in the living room. I remember Coldplay and Radiohead playing, and Tom Lam was sitting at table near the computer. For a while I was trying to leave so i could go to Anthony's. I was also doing something at the bed, like organising something, but I don't remember what. Eventually, when I left, i went to anthony's and he was like "what took you so long?". His house was set up differently, almost opposite what it is now, but there was only a small room when you walk in, no carpet, and it banked to the right. everything was wooden colored. His mom was coming down the stairs, and she asked the same question. I told them i got caught up in some stuff. I didn't explain the whole predicament because it would have taken too long. it was DE that i had done this too many times in the past, and they were mad at me. The present I got anthony was this trivia game for the ps3. He was really good at it or something. I'm pretty sure there were spliced "clips" of him playing it while i was at the party, but I don't remember.

next, me, mom, brian, andrea, and john were hanging out doing I don't remember. but next thing i remember, we were in this trailer, and there was a storm coming. the winds were very violent, and it shook the whole trailer, until it tipped over. apparently this was pretty normal because everyone in the trailer didn't think it was very dangerous. we just kind of walked along the trailer, walls as it flipped. it rolled over 3 times i think. the last time it rolled over, we all crawled out this too-tiny door way and into the street. it was a very comfortable temperature outside, and it wasn't that windy, but it was dark as if it was about to rain. we were a little down the street (irving), and when i looked down the street towards cove, all i could see was irving just continuing forever.

next, i was at my birthday. anthony wasn't there (this dream may have happened before anthony's birthday). i remember holding the trivia game in my hand. Anthony wasn't there. i think it was supposed to be john and andrea's house but it was SUD. there were a lot of people around the table, but the only people i recognised were me, mom, brian, john, and andrea. eventually, people started bringing my presents out. most were in these giant tin cans, and the wrapping was chef boyardee style, and everyone was carrying them in from the other room. i asked mom if i could open them up when people leave, because its weird opening them up in front of everyone because i don't seem enthusiastic. she said no.

i wrote down something about a crying baby, but i don't know i that was a dream, or seth.

the last thing that happened was something about The Mars Volta, but i think the alarm went off as the dream was developing.

WOKE UP 8 AM.

BACK TO SLEEP 8 30 AM?

sadly, no LD. This first thing that happened was that sean/patrick was this hit man and they were after some kid named greg. I don't remember much of what happened, but eventually the hit man shot greg and killed him. some black chick said something and i was like "no, they used to be best friends (could have been subconsciously the greg from down the street, but it may have been just a coincidence.) they lived down the street from each other, and went to school together. he would never shoot him." she believed me, and was shocked, but just then we heard gun shots. then she said she would shoot sean/patrick. i said she was bluffing. but then she aimed the gun down (he was downstairs) and pulled the trigger, looking at me the whole time. the bullet went straight through the top of this head. For some reason, this wasn't serious, as the whole thing seemed frivolous. the setting of this part of the dream was like this wooden, run down, building near a dock. but at the same time, it was on a bus or truck or something.

next, in the same part of the dream, sean and i were at the front of the bus/truck (it had no top or windshield) and we were telling the driver, who looked like an in real life version of the fat construction worker from futurama, where we lived so we could get home. I was giving bad directions but somehow he knew where i was talking about, and as we started to drive there, i was like "o hey i know where we are now." also sean was like 12-14 in this part of the dream. eventually, we got home (old house), and we started unpacking the truck (which was now a regular moving truck) as if we were back form a long vacation. and I don't remember where sean went, but i remember talking to him on our wifi network. anthony was helping me unpack, and so was the driver. i remember saying "just put it on the front porch, well take it from there." our cat (white one) ran inside the house, and anthony thought it was a stray cat but i had to explain to him that it was ours. everyone else was next door at john and andreas. when we were done moving things, the truck driver said "hey were having (some food I don't remember) want to come?" i said yes, and we headed towards john and andreas.

I don't remember if this part happened before or after the the previous part, but the next thing that happened was that me and patrick, and other fictional dream characters were fighting these aliens in a kind of virtual video game thing. they were purple bug things the created a wave up green smoke as they landed, and you had to jump over it. there was a lot to this part that I don't remember. except there was this alien, that may have been someone that turned into an alien...but he was turquoise, and scaly, and had many...finger-penises and they made kool-aide.

Then, there was an interview with radiohead about their newest album (doesn't exist in real life). in the interview thom yorke mentioned that they don't make their own music. but instead, there is this genie/apparition/spirit thing that comes to them and gives them the music. and that was why this record was so good. it was world renowned and no one hated it. the cover was black or something. anyway, i was in this hall made of gold(?) and the was a red carpet in the middle, and i was thom yorke. or rather, i took the place of thom yorke, because it wasn't DE that way. i was holding the album in one hand while making out with this black chick (might have been chick from truck). she looked like the ninja chick from no more heroes. anyway, everything turned into chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, and i ate it.

First thing I remember was running around the coffee table (old house) with some foot ball dude. He was practicing tackling and I was trying to prove him wrong. After a while, he was laying down on the floor and he was like "No, pass me. It's alright." I tried to pass him, but as soon as I passed over him, he kicked me up into the air and I landed on my face. It was hilarious for some reason. Then I went on i-am-bored.com and 4chan on Mom's laptop. Then I tried to convince her that anything besides the music board would give her viruses. It worked.

Next, I believe I was at high school, but it was the middle school set up differently. It was the middle of the year, and and I just started to do stuff. I remember Kevin Shaw and a backpack, and the gymnasium, but I can't remember what happened. I think he and others were bullying me? I don't know. I think I said something funny and got popular.

Then, I was walking around somewhere with Alec. I had this plastic bowl of unpopped popcorn, but the kernels were really small and tasty, and I think it was illegal to eat them where we were, which was a kind of mall, where we were looking for something. Since we couldn't find it, he had to eat some in the place and we both got arrested (me too because I was an accomplice). Frankie from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends led us outside. Next thing I know, we were wandering around this very modern/clean/philly-esque neighborhood, but it was DE that is was ours. I was like "That thing we were looking for? I have like two at my house. I could go grab em." Naturally, he was pretty pissed.

Then, I was at this strange Halloween world and I think there was this demon out to get me. I tried escaping in this...thing (it looked like a whale). Everytime we tried, we would reach the bottom of this acid lake and the back of the whale under the tail would split open, and this evil black gunk would ooze out. Then I would sew it up or something and try again and again until eventually, I was either an underling or a leader or a beggar (I don't remember if I was one of them or all three) at some weird palace place. There was a cup of gold that I don't remember where it came from, but it may have been related to the popcorn kernels. I (?) was giving out the gold, which did look like corn, to people who were in line. When I was down to the last of it, I was the beggar.

Then, someone in the palace mentioned a girlfriend being crazy. So then I was at Lindsay's friend's house (DE) and we went into the next room. It was established that we already broke up. She was just trying to get me back. In the next room, I was lying down with her and her friend talking. Then the door we were by swung open as some old lady kept letting her dogs in.

The last part had something to do with music and the piano. It was like some kid was embarrassed to play, and I said that I play, and I'm and old man (I'm 18 in real life), so there is nothing to be ashamed of. Somehow, this was more interesting in the dream. I also remember some sort of bars, and the top lit up, but I don't remember their purpose.
_____
/_____\ this one was bright red and it lit up.
/_____\ yellow
/_____\ bright green
/ \ bright blue. like flourescent colors.

LUCID DREAM NUMBER 2!!!!!(?)

I don't remember the exact order of things, but first, two Japanese girls and 1 boy came to America to learn about the culture. We were in school set up differently. Then, I forgot something, went to go get it, and for some reason started skipping all of my classes, even though I didn't want to. I thought to myself "man, I gotta be dreaming". I was...but in my dream. I had a false awakening (no lucidity) at the old house. My bed was on the other side of the room. Then I was at school again, and I was in a cave that people go to who skip classes. Not as punishment, but rather, people go there to skip class. Sean was there, someone else, and an orange robot with a screen for a head and two legs like the Gekkos from Metal Gear Solid 4. There was a rainbow colored potato sack and I needed to be in it and hop around outside the cave to class. The school was also a mall. I hopped out and saw Kristen Comose and she had a hot friend with her. I put my arm around her friend, and we walked and talked through the mall and back to the cave. I said again "I have to be dreaming." I did a RC, and I realised that I had 5 fingers on my right hand, but 8 on my left. My fingers looked weird. At first, I tried to close my eyes and make my hands disappear, but then I tried something harder and woke up. I forgot to fly. I count this as half a lucid dream, because the lucidity felt like it went as quickly as it came. It also felt like I had little control, and I woke up before I could get a whole thought through my head.

My fingers had these slits in each. On the tip, vertically, like towards my palm.

DE=dream-established

I remember I was outside at this dimly-lit street near a building (DE Maria's house) with a mattress outside of it. Maria saying that it's hot and she took her clothes off and her parents saw and Maria thought that they thought something was "going on".

Next, Sean and I were at some old lady's house, which was actually our old house. I tore up a 100 dollar bill (it was for a good cause, but I don't remember what). But the old lady changed her mind, and I went to put it back. I left, almost panicking because I ripped the bill. I left saying "Sean, we gotta go NOW." I ran out and I thought she was coming after us. I ran 3 blocks down to the right, Mirror's Edge style, and took another right. The street was supposed to be Rogers Avenue, but it was dark like night, trees were hanging over the street and dead animals were hanging from ropes off the branches (chickens, pigs, squirrels, etc.) I walked down the street, and at the end, there were chicken houses, pig pens, and hay scattered everywhere. But there weren't any animals except one chicken. The dead animals were supposed to be a warning of some sort. Running past the farm stuff, I took a left. I was in what looked like a junk yard for giant colored blocks. On top of each block was a TV show embedded into the block (specifically the top ten anime of all time, but non were anime). The only show I remember was Mighty Max, but he had sword.

I just remembered that everyone at school thought I boinked Maria, which was weird since I didn't, although this was a dream. Our school was the middle school (set up differently) in the lunch room. Me and Stuger were in the lunch line. Maria was in front of us. Maria was pissed off because everyone though we boinked. Me and Stuger were talking.

Me: it was awesome

Stuger: haha I bet it was

I noticed Maria in front of us. Stuger did too.

Me: And that's why Maria is a such a sweet, beautiful girl.

Stuger: Awww

A pause

Me: I-wonder-what-is-for-lunch-today...

We start cracking up.

Had this one a while ago but didn't bother to record it.

So my friends (Britt and Laura) and I were at Laura's house in her basement. Actually it wasn't her basement, because it looked completely different and had windows, but for whatever reason I felt like that's where we were. Anyways, we were partying it up and dancing around. There was music and a bunch of balloons and some food. After a while we all got bored. I suggested we go to my house so I could pick up this board game. My friends hate board games, but I convinced them this one was super fun, so we hopped in Laura's Tahoe and drove to my house. Instead of going where I actually lived at the time of the dream, we headed towards my old house on a dead end street. Laura was driving and Britt and I were in the back; she was on the right and I was on the left. A couple of times Laura teleported to the middle back, and the car drove itself. When we got near the intersection of 76th and Morgan, I pointed out to Laura there was construction ahead. She climbed back to the front of the car and slowed down, because the construction zone hadn't been taped off or anything, it was just a bunch of potholes and equipment and stuff lying around the road. There was one guy standing there directing traffic (we were the only ones though), and he had us drive on the other side until we got to the lights. (Side note: in my dream it's evening now, so it's sort of dark but the street lights aren't on yet.) When we got to the traffic lights (still on the wrong side of the road) Laura stopped and said she'd just drop me off here. I didn't understand why because I still had to go like 14 blocks West and a few more blocks North, but I didn't complain since it wasn't a big deal. I said I'd be right back with the game, got out of the car, and crossed the street. I saw Laura drive into the used car lot on the corner and park before I started running to my house. I ran a few blocks up Morgan when I looked down at my feet and noticed I suddenly had some funky chicken-looking boots on. They were neon-pink and went up to my knees, and the ends looked like chicken feet (which means in order for anyone to really fit in these, half of their feet would be chopped off). I wondered why I was wearing them, but then realized I was running faster than I normally would be able to without them, so I just kept them on. After a while longer I heard footsteps behind me. I looked back (still running) and saw a girl jogging behind me. She was blonde with a pony tail, and had a sports bra and shorts on. She was also wearing tennis shoes that were the same color as my chicken boot things. And she had a creepy ass smile on her face. I wasn't sure whether I should be scared or not, but it didn't seem like she was following me at all. Still, I decided to pick up the pace. When I got to 84th and Morgan I turned right, and when I looked back the jogging girl was gone. I continued on into the little suburb area where my old house was, and I started to get really nervous. For whatever reason I felt like I shouldn't be going back to my house, because my parents might still be there and I'd wake them up (but in real life they've been out of that house for like a year). (Another side note: it felt like I was 'hiding' from them or something.) When I got to my house it was night time. The whole thing was dark and empty looking (as it should be). I opened the door without any keys and went into my old bedroom in a hurry. Oddly enough, my bedroom was untouched. Everything was as it was before I moved out. On my bed was the board game I was supposed to get. I sat down on my bed and opened up the lid of the game, and got sucked into it.

When I 'woke up' in the board game, I was in this really big castle-ish room. (I say castle-ish because it had stone walls and floors, churchy windows, and candle lamps.) It was dark except for the light coming from the candles. Around me were ceiling high mounds of crap, like a hoarder lived in the room. I wandered around through the maze of junk until I ran into an old man. He was holding something, but I don't remember what. Also he said something to me that I don't remember. I followed the old man until we came to a clearing in the junk. There were like five random kids my age gathered around a campfire. They looked like they were from an 80's tv show. When we got there, the kids started gathering around us. The old guy pulled out some weird bracelet thingy and put it on me. He told me something was going to happen, and if I lived I would get my board game. (At this point I started to wonder why I would go through all this effort to get the game... and why I was getting the game from IN the game... but I didn't feel panicky or anything because I knew I had done this before.) This really loud windy-noise came from somewhere, and things around me started to get blue and blurry as the noise got louder. All the people around me sort of fell down; I think they died. I looked down at the bracelet on my arm, and saw that it was now IN my arm, under my skin. As the noise continued to get louder, and the background turned completely blue/purpley and whooshy, the bracelet started to grow. It really hurt, but the old man's voice came from somewhere and told me if I made it through without my arm exploding I would get the board game. Unfortunately I woke up before I found out if I made it.

- I was bringing home a kitten I'd adopted from somewhere. Her name was 'Franny Fran' or something and she was tiny, fluffy and light grey. I had to carry her home in my hands because we were walking and had no carrier. At one part of the journey it was really loud with lots of cars around and I had to hold onto her tightly so she wouldn't run away. I got "home" to my old house and put her down outside, and she ran into the backyard for a minute. When she came back she was bigger, like a large adult cat, and was acting like a hyperactive dog.

- I was talking to G and he invited me to go to lunch with everyone like we used to. I then realized the only one who didn't want me there was K, so I went. I sat down and started eating when I heard someone to my left whisper very quietly to me, "the weed!". I turned and saw this girl JT was there. I was like "what?" and she whispered, "the weeeed!" again. This happened a couple more times before she just whispered, "never mind".

- Also something really weird about talking on MSN on my phone. The text was really big. ('Aoi'?)

I am in the house with the girls ((J & S)) Agirl they know called Amber comes and calls for them..after a few minutes S comes in and says "Ambers hurting J, you've got to come quickly!" I rush outside and get to the park where they have been playing. I walk over to J, she is by the swings, I ask "whats Amber been doing to you?" she says "it's ok, I hurt myself", it seems like she is covering it all up, S then says "Amber grabbed her and smashed her into the wall" I see that everything is ok and leave. ((Dream Skip)) I'm back in the house and again S runs in and tells me about Amber being nasty, I've now had enough and go back to the park. I see Amber, I go over to her and speak to her. As I am speaking to J and Amber..Ambers mom and nan comes over, Ambers nan was on a push bike and pulled up beside us. Ambers nan looks at Ambers mom and says "I've only just got here and she's talking to her" ((lol)), I decide to bring my kids in because they aren't safe with kids like that!!

Dream 2

I wake up in real life, I feel my head bang and hear the "swooshing" noise of SP, I decide to move my arm because I'm not atall comfortable, the noise goes for a few seconds but then comes back, Unfortunatley it only lasted for about a minute this time, it just slowly went again, ahh well, it'll be back lol!!

I go back to sleep, I am in bed in my old street ((i am actually on the street in bed)) My Dad is sitting next to me in a chair. A girl called Leah is walking down the street, I see her and say to my Dad "That girls vulgar, you should hear the language from her, she's disgusting", she walks past my bed and I pretend to be asleep, I move my arm to my face so she can't see that i'm awake, I don't want her to speak to me. All of a sudden she walks past and quite loudly she is saying "Angie bastard, horrible cow, fuck her" , I look to my Dad and say "see what I mean" She then comes back up the street ((I used to live on this street when I was a kid)) She passes me as I'm talking about her and she keeps looking at me, I say something and Dad says "say that again, you sounded just like someone famous" I do and he says "you didn't sound much like him then"

Dream 3

I am living with my Mom and Dad in my old house. I get a phone call from ASDA, they want me to go in and work on the self scans ((I dont work at ASDA)) lol....I say to my Mom "can you please call them for me and tell them I can't go in?" she says "yes ok" and she gets straight on the phone, she says "they still want you to go in", I say "I can't go in like this", I then pull down my trousers and show my Mom my ass ((LMAO)) I have stiches in both ass cheeks, I have a cross of stiches on each cheek, I also have stiches going from 1 cheek to another, they are very tight and bleeding and weeping quite alot, the pain I can feel is immense!!!!!!!. My Mom says "those stiches are far too tight, they are bleeding really bad". As I have my ass out showing my Mom my stiches my Dad happens to walk past and I'm really, really embarrassed ((lol))

I was walking to my old house on a hot evening and I then noticed i was behind and old, crippled man who use two walking sticks, he reminded me of the character 'candy' from the book 'of mice and men'... anyhow I usually find it awkward walking behind someone and them not knowing.. so i coughed to make my presence clear and I noticed I had a wheezy cough.
He then turned around and turned into to only what i can describe as a 'magic man' he wore a top hat.. long flary sleaves to a long black jacket and had a cockney accent when he said 'Lavely Day'

8:17 AM
This dream was vivid, strange and at one point very disorienting. It is also a dream location I remember visiting once as a child.

I was walking uphill on a street that was located behind the apartments where I used to live. At the top the scenery changed from mimicking real life to a path I'd traveled before. It was a dirt road that disappeared into the forest no more than 100 yards from where I was. On either side were old fences and buildings that could have bin from a movie set in the late 1800s. There were also a few DC that fit in with the scenery. They glanced up from time to time but seamed to be preoccupied with their activities(racking, moving dirt with wheelbarrows, etc.) At this point I realized that my girlfriend was with me and knew that I had bin here before with my brother.

We continued down the road a little ways until I held up in front of an old almost invisible(because of bushes) house. I wanted to show my g.f. the house because I remembered being there before. Between us and the house was a fence burred by overgrown bushes. Even the small wooden gate was overgrown. We found our way through and across the years of leaves and pine-needle build up to the house. The house was made of old red bricks, it was rectangular and had two stories. At one point or another the house had caught fire,,, you could tell from the char marks around the broken glass and brick of the large evenly spaced windows. there were small some holes in the roof. We went in through the front door.

Inside the house was filled with dust and, furniture and boxes. The Entry room took up most the of the floor-plan but somehow the rooms that lined the backside of the house were almost as big. The rooms were empty and a less dusty.
Above the main room was walk way that went across one short side and then across the backside of the house. More doors opened from the the walkway into rooms that were almost identical to the ones downstairs. We went to the second floor to look around though I don't remember there being any stairs.

It was really hard navigate on the second floor.. the dust was like a foot of thick almost snow-like ash. I began to feel vertigo and heaviness as I walked toward the back room. It felt like I was falling through the floor and like I was on both floors at the same time. (g.f. left dream) I made it to the room which was had a swept wooden floor. looking in to the left side of the room was my old duffel bag... I naturally investigated.

Inside the bag was an old ticket stub from some church function I had gone to when I was young and still a believer. There may have bin an old bible too(not sure, there were a few other things in there like rolled up socks). But the most weirdest thing I found was a bag of Kentucky Fried Chicken. I think at this point there were other people in the building and someone had brought KFC in a zip lock bag as well... In total I wound up with 3 bags of chicken 1 being 20 years old(and still hot), 2 were new(1 cold one hot). I was a bit confused about which one was which, But I was hungry so I ate anyway.. I'm pretty sure I got the old one but it was absolutely delicious.

Dream 1 ((fragment))

I had a dream about me & some men, there were about 2 or 3 of them. I also remember something about body guards, i'm not sure if the men were body guards or if someone was talking about body guards.

Dream 2

I was in my old bedroom from when i was 16 in my old house. I was there with my hubby. My hubby found an explosive that was attached to the strap of my shoe, the time was ticking down, it went from 16 mins to 3 mins then to 61 mins then down to 1 min, i panicked big time then thought "what the hell" ((I missed that sign grrrr!)) My hubby pulled the explosive off and quickly threw it out the window. I went downstairs and said to my eldest daughter "where's Cookie?" ((thats my dog)) she said "i put him outside" I went ballistic and screamed "GET HIM IN NOW!!" I went and got him and steered him away from the bomb as i guided him inside. I then thought about where my youngest daughter was ((her bedroom was above where the explosive was)) I screamed to her "GET OUT OF YOUR ROOM NOW!!" I ran upstairs and grabbed hold of her and quickly dragged her out of the front door

I am in the kitchen at my old house. Grandpa and Grandma are sitting across from me (at the wall side), and my brother is on my right (towards the dining room). Grandpa wants me to finish my dinner, although I am strangely full and am having difficulty doing so. I eat slowly, but I mostly push around my peas and wild rice (beef-flavoured). Grandpa says that he could have taken us to a biking fundraiser instead, but my brother and I quickly agree that he made the right decision not to go.

Either before this, or after, I am am in a forest. Part of it is on fire, because an angry nymph has sought revenge against humans. A witch is also chasing me, and eventually I end up at a cliff by a waterfall. She grabs me and jumps off it, saying something about ending a curse for her and starting one for me. I manage to survive (she disappears), although I hadn't expected to. I swim around in the pool before appearing at the top of a rocky river with my brother. We're both in bare feet, and as we attempt to climb down to the water of the river, I remark that we should have worn our sandals for traction and protection (the rocks are slippery). There are huge scallop shells in the river. I want to take them, but I am afraid there might be a crustacean inhabiting it already. Some of the shells have odd designs, like leopard spots and zebra stripes. At one point, I tell my brother that I am now [other name] (because of what the witch did to me) and prefer to be called that.

Then, I am at my cottage, walking up and down the lawn. It is a beautiful day, and the grass is a healthy green; however, there is an unusual number of insects. I watch as a quintet of dragonflies zoom past me. I walk under one of the oak trees, which is by the ferns across from the door (although no such tree exists). I accidentally angry a hornet's nest, and a large bumblebee starts chasing me! I swat it repeatedly with the back of my hand even though I am terrified of being stung. At one point, in the middle of the lawn (by the cabin), I pin it between the backs of my hand and shake, hoping again that it doesn't find a way to sting me. I fling it away and run for the cottage door, hearing an angry buzz behind me. I open the door and close it again just in time. My mother is at the stove, preparing lunch. I tell her about the bee.

I am in a building, and I can hear my dad making a phone call on my brother's behalf, advertising in an almost sing-song manner that they should hire him. I walk into a room and hear the door behind it shaking. Then, it swings open and out bursts a two-year old girl in nothing but a shirt. For some reason, she reminds me of Trisha. Jack, one of my students at the learning centre I work at, is with me and is equally as shocked to see all these young children invading the room.

I am in my old house's garage. Instead of it being concrete, it is made of hardwood, and there is a 1-inch diameter, perfectly circular hole in the ground. Below that, I can see the basement of the garage. (Apparently, this garage has two stories). I drop a red ball down it. Once on the bottom story (somehow), my parents are throwing footballs at the wall, and my brother and I must stick with plasticized ones so we don't break anything.

This dream has three "segments." The first part is very fragmented, and I don't recall very much of it. The middle and end are the most detailed. I suppose that's not surprising, considering the nature of dream recall. Last night's dream also had a strong impression of the colour "dark chestnut," so I will underline it here and keep track of it. Oh, I won't include pictures every time. Just enough for flavour.


Sleep. Many of my dreams take place in places I know, like school or my "old" house. This particular dream has both. All I can remember from the beginning is that I was sitting at my desk in my English or Sociology class, I'm not sure which (it is even more difficult to tell because they happen to take place in the same classroom right after one another, and I sit in the same desk for each one).

Then I'm... somewhere. A field or park, maybe? The colouring is bright and very strange. I know that I am either in or watching a Yu-gi-oh tournament with the animated characters. Sometime during this section, I reflect on how the television show was repetitive and how the same people always made it to the final rounds of the tournament, particularly Yugi and/or his friends. Some other things happen to me, but I cannot explain them in words because they are mere flashes. I have an impression of a war or conflict.

Flash. I am in the room of my early childhood (birth-grade five), at my old desk. The desk is metal with a dark chestnut wood top, and I run my hand over its smooth surface. For some reason, I am clutching a blanket in my hand and am shaking Yu-gi-oh cards out from it.

Without any reason, I am at the bus stop I get off at after school, which is a few houses away from my "old" house. There is a pokemon battle after school, and I am the trainer controlling the Kangaskhan, which is standing in the middle of the intersection. Opposite me, on the sidewalk, is a Sandshrew, although there is no trainer in sight. I have Kangaskhan use a move, but it isn't very effective. Then, Sandshrew uses double kick, sending Kangaskhan reeling - the fighting-type move is super effective against my normal-type pokemon. In retaliation, Kangaskhan uses dig (which I don't think it can actually learn) and becomes Monty Mole from Mario Strikers: Charged. However, Sandshrew has become either a Spheal or a Jigglypuff and tries to puff away. I get in a few hits before it's gone over a fence and into someone's backyard by the park. Wake.

I'm living in a guest bedroom at Mrs. E's house. She has taken up with a new boyfriend. This is a hyper, anxious black guy with a mullet and all he wears is black spandex biking shorts. I'm lying on a bed still made quietly when he comes in the room to clean, he's talking to him self and running all over the place with a feather duster, less as if he's dusting and more as if he's searching for something. Later that day I tell R that I think his mom's new BF is probably a drug addict and I think he was looking for his meth in my room. (dream me is a little racist this morning.)

R laughs and says "that's crazy". We are hanging out in the kitchen. 70's style with round table in the middle of the room with a plastic floral print green tablecloth.

Suddenly there's a fire. People aren't noticing it a first because it's happening between the walls and I can only see it as if behind a sheet of white paper. I can however smell the smoke and hear the crackling embers. "guys look, THE HOUSE IS BURNING DOWN!"

Now everybody is standing on the front lawn and we are watching the house burn down. The crazy BF is nowhere to be seen anymore. Mrs E says "but, he was here just a second ago." I can feel the cool grass beneath my feet and between my toes. It is a very bright green.

Then a fireman comes out of the house holding a glass stem burnt black. "It looks like this started the fire" Mrs E wants to know what it is; the fireman replies "it looks like a crack pipe, not that I've ever smoked crack." we all look at him funny.

DJ Log: April 23, 2011 – 7:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am walking around in a large old house, looking into all of the rooms as I walk by. In every room, there are people in the process of taking some kind of drug-like substances. I walk up the stairs and in every room upstairs, there are groups of two or more people having sex.

Wish I could recall more, but I found my journal after being awake for 3 hours and this is all it said, old house/(illegible text)/doing drugs in rooms/lots of sex upstairs/(illegible text)