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This was good fun, in spite of failing at nearly everything I tried, becoming obsessed with a hopeless task, and losing my pants.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #24: Pants Gone with the Wind

Wife has sent me to a restaurant to find out whether they recycle "#19 plastic". I'm just about to ask the cashier this inane recycling question when I see that a nearby table has our diaper bag and Wife's wallet sitting unguarded on top of it. I hurry over to pick all this stuff up and see Wife herself standing a few feet away. I recognize all of this for the weird nonsense that it is and tell Wife that I'm having a lucid dream. "Okay," she says, and wanders off.

I turn back toward the cashier to find that she and the register are gone, replaced by a bunch of school lunch tables jammed together in a tight rectangle. I skirt around these and head to the back of the cafeteria. High up, a bit outside of my reach is a large window showing an overcast day outside. I float up in order to phase through it like I did last dream but this time my hands just bounce off of it. I float back down to the ground and look for a door, not wanting get hung up on this.

There's a pair of doors equipped with crash bars to my left. I shove my way through and emerge outside under a cloudy, gray sky. To the right, I see a huge gathering of runners and spectators for some sort of foot race. I'm intrigued and I jog toward it, deciding that I want to compete.

I become very aware of my clothing as I run and I notice that I'm wearing shorts without a belt. The shorts are too big for me and they keep trying to slide down off of my hips. I hike them up once and then do my best to ignore them. I'm surprised to find that I'm also wearing some kind of baseball cap. I remove it and see that it's black with a Papa John's style logo that instead reads "Papa Go's". (I know something's wrong with this name but can't figure out what.)

The race starts when I'm about 30 feet away, runners ranging from hardcore 30-year-olds to 4-year-old kids setting off on the race. They stream through a huge pizza-decorated starting banner that reads "The Papa Go's Race". Since I want to win and also wow the crowd I take to the air, flying about 20 feet up. But the moment that I catch up with the other runners, a sharp gust of wind kicks up against me, stopping me dead.

I'm determined to participate in this race so I stubbornly imagine a fresh wind blowing from the opposite direction. This gives me a huge, exhilarating kick forward. But before long, the current of wind that's against me shoves back even harder and I'm stuck again. I force my own wind to blow even harder but the opposing wind rises to a shrieking gale.

I feel stubborn and unbeatable, though, and I keep pouring on more power. But the howling wind rips my pants away and I suddenly feel much, much less "unstoppable" with no pants. Tears stream from the corners of my eyes and cold wind blasts down my throat. Trees are swaying crazily below me and DCs are running in panic. It dawns on me that I've started something I can't finish. Moments later, I'm awake.

I had a dream last night that I went to a restaurant and ate a bunch of food. I had three small plates of food, each with peas with gravy, rice, and one other thing (which was different on each plate). I also had a bowl of chicken vegetable soup. I woke up before I'd eaten much, but what I had eaten had tasted really good.

NOTES: 100, stay put upon awakening (Yuppie's DEILD technique)

1. M's birthday. I wasn't invited. R was there. M said something harsh to me, but I forgot what. I cried and I left. There were allies who accompanied me. Witches.

2. Train station. Hurry. Bike. But it has four wheels, and two are made of spirals lying flat on the floor. It's a bumpy road. Looked for a CR. I need to change. Clean. It was near a restaurant. Barely recognized because the sign on the door is soooo small. I tried to pee on the urinal, but some guy left his stuff there. I told him to take it. I can't see because of a blinding light. There are a lot of people in the comfort room. The color is sickly yellow. I went inside the toilet room. It's hard to lock. On the left room, I heard some noise, and saw two sets of legs underneath. Ignored them. I stod up and I can see people passing by outside. I saw Iv pass by and called his name. He asked "Which Iv?" I thought probably it's not him. I saw No on the right room. I was outside, walking. The church was hiding the MRT or the mall.

Woke up, DEILD, thought of running. I need to hurry. I'm in my hometown. Planning to take a bus to the crossing area. A feeling of "too late."

Forest. School. searching for something. Allies. Classmate. A building or office on an upper flow. An office. Music instruments. A stick fell off my hands and on the ground below off the ledge. I have to hurry. Walked out the corridor and down the floor below. Found another office/restaurant. Walked to the "edge" with a green plant. Found the stick. A seminar of sorts. PATAS? Am?

Projector. KenPi. He sat beside me, but then he transferred. A Thai woman gathering orders. She told me to read or do something. Can't understand. I'm holding a pen with names written on it. I don't get it. I gave it back. I thought of getting two orders, but I don't have money. Y was there, annoying me. Finally walked out with some stuff.

Library. La Salle school. Found LT and TM, high school classmates. TM was wearing red shirt. Seems like they changed their direction when they saw me. I pretended not to see, although I saw TM look back from the corner of my eyes. I continued walking to the library. I walked up the stairs, and continued walking up even if there are no more stairs, hoping I'll walk on air. No go. Went down. I noticed I'm only wearing my boxers. I wanted to change. I was in the AVR area. The closest CR is on the second floor of hall C. Went inside and changed clothing. Some guy taking a leak. My pants look weird.

Dream - Lucid

I was at some theme park, looking at a weird ride that just took you around in a big square formation over and over again. All the small, faded yellow seats/carts were separate from one another. There were lots of women on the ride, as if it was maybe a women's club or class of some sort. They were doing something as they sat in their seats, like maybe knitting? I wanted to get on, but it was already moving.

I came back to the ride later, and it was vacant and unmoving. Apparently, they had moved the class or whatever to another location.

I also remember riding a roller coaster in this dream. It was mostly just small hills, a few ups and downs, but nothing big, as if it was a child's roller coaster.

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I remember holding a big, beautiful, slightly chipped sand dollar. It had light blue swirled into the off-white base color of its body. I then dropped it or put it down on a table, and a bigger piece chipped off where it had been a little broken before. I was disappointed, but couldn't do anything about it now. I looked inside at the once-living organism, and saw many small pores.

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I was in my house, in between the stairs and the front door, when I realized I was dreaming. I thought about what to do, and about how last time I was lucid, I ended up not doing anything because I thought too much about it. The only thing I could think to do was fly, so I said fuck it and decided to do that.

But first, I had to get out of the house. I looked at the front door, and saw that behind it were lots of beautiful autumn leaves from overgrown trees. I either could phase through both the door and the leaves, or I could open up the door and go through the leaves. I thought phasing through might wake me up, so I opted to open up the door and walk through the leaves.

As soon as I was outside, I took off flying. The sky was a faded blue, and below me was green grass dotted with lavender colored wild flowers. I was sinking closer and closer to the ground, so I decided to try to gain some more height. I thought about going higher, and I quickly gained quite a bit of height! I kept going up and up until I was above the layer of clouds covering the sky. Very briefly, I caught a glimpse of the other side of the clouds. There was light blue sky, and I caught a little glare off the sun. I also saw a part of a rainbow. It looked very realistic and beautiful. I then went back down to a little below the clouds, which, oddly enough, now didn't seem so high up, since I could plainly see the grass and flowers below me again. I caught a little glare below me on the ground that also looked like a very small rainbow.

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I was at a restaurant that I had apparently just started working at. It was kinda like a Chili's or an Applebee's. The inside was dim, and the colors were mostly red colors. It was my first shift. But for my first shift, I was sitting in a big booth in the corner with some friends and people who I was now working with by a stage where they had live music.

A waitress then came up to our table who looked like a girl I know IWL named Chelsea. No one really knew what they wanted, or at least I didn't. I was talking a lot to my friends, and trying to examine the drink menu at the same time. The waitress then came up to me and was very friendly as she told me that I should memorize a certain drink's ingredients, and that maybe I should go to the other restaurant they had in the area to do so. I said I would. She then asked me if "she" (referring to the manager) had taught me how to take orders yet. I said no. I thought about how they never trained anyone there (leaked over from my most recent job experience). Apparently, they were very busy and needed more people to wait tables. She then left.

I kept looking at the colorful, laminated drink menu at the drink that she wanted me to memorize, but I was having some trouble finding it. When I did find it, I was having trouble concentrating on what the ingredients were. There were only three parts to the drink, but you know how dream text goes; I couldn't hold my focus on it, and I'm sure the words were changing each time I did try to look at them. I then noticed a man with a very deformed jaw that jutted out quite a bit (he looked a bit like Jay Leno, but the jaw feature was very exaggerated) up on the stage playing the piano and singing. He was singing about how he wasn't so different despite his crazy jaw.

I then decided to go ahead over to the other restaurant and look at the menu there. I was then walking outside and alone; no one was around at all, despite how big the city was that I was in. There were no trees, just concrete and lots of slightly colorful buildings. The sun was also almost all the way set; the horizon was orange. I was thinking as I walked over to the restaurant that maybe I should have done this another time, and not while on my first shift. Oh well, it was too late now. Besides, they seemed busy enough to where they wouldn't even be able to make it to my table for awhile anyway, so maybe they wouldn't notice I was gone. Then I thought back to how I was asked to do this, which made me feel better.

Also, as I was walking, for part of the time, I was looking at photos of my friend Caitlin in a white wedding dress. There was another friend in one of the pictures, another girl. At first, I was thinking that Caitlin had been married, but I realized she hadn't been. I then thought about "that time when we dressed up in wedding dresses" for fun.

I then spotted the restaurant, which wasn't far at all from the original location. I walked in, and at first, was a little confused; it was set up more like an office than a restaurant. I walked around a bit, and then, to my left, I saw a glassed-in lobby area where people were standing, sitting in chairs, and, ultimately, waiting. There was a small, older blonde lady at a desk in the middle of the room who I suppose was the person to talk to about getting seated. I walked in and up to the desk. The lady was preoccupied with talking to a man at first, and then, she saw me and asked if she could help me. I asked her how long the wait was, and she said 5 hours O_O. I then explained the situation to her, that I worked at the other location pretty much across the street, and that they told me to come here to learn about a specific drink. She then got up to go get me a menu to study. I followed her to the door, but as soon as she went out into the restaurant area, I couldn't figure out which direction she went in! Outside the door, it was only possible to go left or right. I looked both ways a few times, and had completely lost her. Crap. I figured that I should probably just wait for her in the lobby.

I was waiting around for the lady to return, when I noticed that underneath one of the two dark red leather chairs sitting in front of the desk, was a small box that had been partially squished underneath one of the chair legs. I got it out from underneath the chair and set it on the desk, feeling awkward, like I was being stared at by the people in there. But, I figured, I work at this restaurant chain now, so I'm just doing my job. I looked at the chair after fetching the box, and the cushions seemed to kind of sink in on the chair a little for some reason.

The lady then came back with a menu. I took it, and wrote down the list of ingredients for memorization purposes on a small white piece of what looked like receipt paper. The first ingredient was "Ribeye" something, some kind of liquor. It was the only one I could easily memorize for some reason.

Right after that, I remember being outside again, on the road in one of those red chairs, which, apparently, had wheels on the bottom, because I was being wheeled around by the small desk lady. I was directing her to the restaurant, pointing at streets and buildings and such. I then saw the restaurant and pointed it out to her. She then wheeled me on over.

We were then walking into the restaurant. A few friends were waiting to meet me. They had apparently moved tables to behind the stage area. I followed them over. It was still a large booth like before, just in a different location. The small lady that was with me was so excited to be there for some reason! We scooted into the booth at opposite ends of the table. She said something, and it was in a high-pitched British, almost Cockney, accent. I scooted by some purses that were sitting in the booth, presumably my friends', and thought about how my friends were going to know she was Cockney. Why that mattered is beyond me.

10.10.2012

Taylor Swift in Black Latex Catsuit (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Another blonde in a black latex catsuit...well at least she's just posing instead of doing disgusting things.

I'm on a website, and it has a white background to it. One picture that stood out the most is Taylor Swift in a black latex catgirl suit. I can barely see the outfit, but she is wearing one for sure.

In that same picture of her, there's a dark brown background with darker hues of brown mixed in with it, and they existed as small dots that seemed to be diluted in some way.

Taylor Swift has her chin sticking out, and she doesn't look too bad at all. She's also wearing red lipstick, and has her mouth slightly opened where she's showing mostly her top teeth in the picture.

It's hard to tell if she was posing in an enticing position.

And why would I be looking at Taylor Swift photos? I mean....why would I look at someone who makes a song after they break up with someone?

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10.10.2012

The Blonde in Room 174 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this dream is that I'm inside a room that looks like it could be a Middle School, or mostly likely a High School classroom. I remember having to switch to another class, so I end up trying to look for it. I have trouble reading numbers in the dream, but I'm not performing a reality check at all.

The whole hallway that I'm on has several shades and highlights of brown, and after a while, I finally found where I needed to go to get to room 174. The area I'm in is also confined, like at most just 30 feet in length and probably 20 feet wide in terms of what I can see well. The rest of the environment was a blur, so I'm assuming that this area that I can see well is what I needed to focus on.

The teacher I have is a tall blonde female. She kind of reminds me of another art teacher who was just next to the art teacher I had for High School, except, it looked like she was the younger version of her. The one in waking life, I think she's in her 40s-50s, this version looked like she's in her early to mid 20s.

I couldn't keep my eyes off of her, there's something about her that's enticing that makes me want to get closer to her on purpose, even if it would have to be confined to just solely seeing her as a teacher, and me as a student.

It's hard to keep up that mentality, because she's REALLY attractive. She's not the most stunning person in the world, but she is very enticing indeed. She looked like she was a bit shy or something, she was a little quiet, but judging from her eyes and body structure, her clothing, she looked like she could exhibit positive energy to anyone near her.

Her outfit consisted of a semi-transparent faded white scarf, dark Khaki women's jeans, and a white dress shirt that was buttoned up half-way or all the way, not sure. If it was half-way, my best bet from recalling that is that she work a gray shirt underneath.

I think she was in the process of telling me something, but I kind of zoned out looking at how she's luring me in somehow. I feel so good around this woman, and I can't help but not care what happens next in the dream as long as I'm around her.

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10.10.2012

Wait...WHAT WEDDING?!?!? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a house, though I can't remember too many details of what happened there. I get out of the house to go somewhere, and I have a feeling it's the Postal Office building somewhere near this randomly generated neighborhood.

I see some vanilla or light brown concrete to my right eventually as I walked down the faded gray tar road, and had a feeling that I'm getting closer to the Postal Office. I walk up a fairly steep slope that's maybe 10 feet diagonally. I'm now on the parking lot, and before I go into the building, I look back, and see that there's someone getting their keys out 20-30 feet away from me to get their mail in the gray metal boxes you have to pay I think for mail you want kept safe.

The dream shifts as soon as I enter the building, and I'm inside of a Hispanic Restaurant, and a waitress comes up who has her hair tied up in a ponytail ball, wearing a turquoise/blue shirt, has a muffin-top (yes, she's a bit pudgy on the sides), and is wearing the usual dark blue jeans that look like they would lift her butt or something.

She looks at me, and I assume she's just waiting for me to declare my order. She then realizes that I must be a new customer here, and asked me if I know about Blueberry pie.

I respond like an idiot, and all of a sudden, I don't even know what a Blueberry pie is....LOL. I start saying random stuff, and describing what a Blueberry Pie would look like completely wrong, and the waitress ends up laughing at me, along with another one who was behind her as well. Then I tried to correct myself by actually stating what a blueberry was, but it was too late, already made myself look like an idiot.


The waitress has that face that says, "I'll get you something you'll like," so she goes back to the kitchen to tell the chefs the order I'm presuming. After a while, I get my food in a white To-Go Box, and I opened it to make sure what's inside of it.

It ends up being some kind of white cream sauce, maybe ranch sauce, and sliced tomatoes......

The waitress tells me this is a gift since I'm going to be married....that it's a wedding gift.


I passively accepted that, and didn't take into consideration that she said MARRIAGE and WEDDING in the same or near the same sentence. I get out of the building, and it seems I'm back at the parking lot for the Postal Office. I go up to some old blue truck, like it was made in 1950s or something, and there's a blonde guy inside on the driver's seat.

I tell him,

"Sorry to have kept you waiting...."

He responds,

"Nah, it's no big deal" (paraphrasing here).

After that, I guess he takes me back "home."

10.10.2012

Alyzarin Becomes Admin of DV (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I see Alyzarin has the Admin rank, though it's probably just On-Topic Admin or something like that.

- It was that Eva chick in the Black latex catsuit
-Now it's Taylor Swift in the Black latex catsuit
-Then I remember Taylor Swift doing weird things with her body in a violet dress in a dream a few months ago
-Then I remember a blonde in a fancy silver glittering dress months before that
-Then I remember a blonde who came through a small black vortex while wearing black clothes
-Then I remember Catherine from the video came "Catherine" with purple wings and wore her white costume.
-And a bunch more blonde females that I cba to recall.

Maybe I should just create a Lesbian Dream Guide, so I don't have to be so insecure contemplating about having sex with them......-____-

We are in a mall. We are looking for a resto. There are a lot. Saw an ince cream resto. We are in la salle bacolod. Hurry. Car. I am home. Playing Super Mario. Checking some Magick files in a PC. A sorcerer owns that PC. I need to hide the fact that I checked it. There's another person, protecting me. The woman is his apprentice?

NOTE: Lotus + M

1. A small town. A city. Bacolod. A tower. I went there with some people. A certain level. Photography studio and a bar. I am talking with some people. A bluish violet color of drapes or veil. I am talking with a guy named Dennis. I told them I am from Manapla. He said he's also from there but that he is moving to Los Banos. Watch people talk and go behind the veil. I see them doing some things behind the veil. A maze.

2. I'm in a fast food restaurant. There are a lot of people. It's almost none. They cut up the chicken to make it smaller, since there are less people. There is a mother and son who arrived looking to buy food. The boy went into the counter and pointed at an Ajinomoto container. I'm in a small town. Manapla? Looking at the streets. A group of STRAP girls. Ms. Kaye is here. A village. A "stage" with laundry hung on the lines. A house. It's hot outside. I'm with another person. Unknown. I see it's Rev Ceejay's house. I see him cleaning. Caught his attention.

3. I'm in a different place.It's night. We are having fun. Then JJ appeared. I'm surprised. The place is theirs. He invited us over. I told him I missed him and hugged him. Seems he's very busy. Woke up next day. I need to be somewhere. Can't find JJ. I am on the streets of Manila. I need to take a ride back to the city proper.

I woke up several times, and even woke up to the alarm twice (no snooze), so I didn't really do a WBTB technically.

10.07.2012

A in Organic Chemistry Lab?!??!?! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a laboratory, but it's completely different than the one I go into in waking life. The area has orange-yellow lighting, a faded khaki or light muddy colored flooring, and it was smaller as well.

The one in waking life is gray overall, obviously a bit bigger, and has white lights instead.

I remember reading a textbook, though I don't know what subject it contained, and it didn't seem to be anything related to Organic Chemistry at all....not even a single notion of reactions or anything of that sort. The place felt dark at the time when I'm glancing over pages in this textbook, though I'm pretty sure I was in the same laboratory room....I just had a weird vibe that it was true.

I felt a presence of a Lab TA, most noticeably, the one I have now for Organic Chemistry, Dr. K.

Dr. K is around the same height as me in the dream, she still has the petite structure, has her blonde hair tied up into a ponytail. She's wearing clothes that range from dark to neutral colors. There seemed to be a lot of ancient creature lineage in the textbook that I'm reading, there's all sorts of random information that is way too much for me to recall.

Maybe it could've been the lighting in the room at the time darkening a bit that's skewing my recall of this, but it seemed some information in the book involved creatures that lurk in the deep sea. Everything feels so calm in this dream, there isn't too much for me to worry about, it's weird....that's really abnormal.

Maybe this dream itself is probably just my mind attempting to make a lab simulation for what might happen to lab the next few days or so.

Anyway, after a while, I gave up reading the textbook, and I think the dream shifts where I'm at the south-west side of the room (just pretend I was north-east reading the textbook when you're looking at this screen), and I'm waiting for some set of papers to come out. It was weird, my alarm clock in waking life was there inside the lab, and it seemed there was a timer set on it.

I tried pressing a button, and as I'm waiting for whatever information on the paper that's coming out, I look up at Dr. K anxiously, and declared to her with a slight frightened chuckle,

"Almost done!!!"

I tried not to pay attention to her too much, I still am afraid of her a bit in waking life, but honestly, she's a kind soul, but just puts up the tough facade, considering she has to keep track of everyone's safety and such.

Then again...she can be condescending at times, even to me.....okay, let's not get distracted Link, she's like....in her late 20s man....

I look down on my alarm clock that's still serving as a timer for the laboratory, and it had the digits "38"' on it, so I assumed there was 38 seconds left for whatever information to get on the paper. I click on the button on my alarm clock, and the time is extended to 42 seconds.

Hmmm....that's 4 seconds apart....I wonder why just 4 second interval increases?

What?!?!?!? I start to panic, and decided it's not best to trouble with alarm clock serving to be a weird timer for something I have yet to know why I'm spending my time waiting for. I glance at my TA and back to the alarm clock, and the paper coming out for a bit.

I finally get the papers out, and I'm assuming these were results I needed to turn in the lab report and for her to sign her initials on it. I quickly run to her, gave her the papers, and then there's a dream shift where my grade is shown on a bulletin board.

Apparently, I made an "A" in the lab overall...I couldn't believe it, I would be crying tears of joy if that happened in waking life, and I was really caught in the moment that I thought this was actual reality.

I was confused on how on the board that "50 > A" was there, a fifty is greater than an A? Whaa???

I didn't care though, I was just happy knowing I got an A, and I don't even know how I verified me getting an A, I'm just enjoying the thought of the moment of presuming I had an A....weird huh?

After enjoying my triumph for a bit, I started to calm down a bit, and started to become doubtful about the whole celebration I gave myself just now. I stood there for a bit, and then looked up to Ms. K. (I should just call her Ms. K since she doesn't have a PhD...I think?)

I asked Ms. K if the A I received constitutes for the whole course load, and she responds (paraphrasing here),

"It's not for the whole grade, you still have to do the exam." (I'm assuming she meant the final exam for the Organic Chemistry Lab....and now I think about it....I probably should make a study guide, because these labs are pretty much a breeze with the right help....and the days are passing by quickly too)

I felt a bit disappointed that I wasted my energy celebrating over an "A" grade that was just temporary unless I did just as well on the exam to sustain that.

After that anticlimactic turn of events, I can't recall what happened next in the dream.

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10.07.2012

Asian Restaurant and Scone Dog??? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I don't know how to title this dream....you'll understand...I think...in a bit.

It night time in the dream, and this place seems to be very familiar because I remember being somewhere like this before in a dream, I just didn't have the awareness in this dream at the time.

I'm at the back section of the abnormally formatted restaurant, and this area doesn't seem to be one for people to eat at. I didn't even order anything at the time, at least to my recall of this dream, so I guess I was trying to get out of the restaurant the other way so I could get to the shortcut.

I had to move a large stool that was probably 7 feet tall by lifting it up, and then placing it somewhere vacant. Then I did some random maneuvering, and finally got out of the area. The whole restaurant interior was a really dark shade of maroon, and it some of the material looked like it was made out of wood. I also noticed the restaurant really was formatted to have the Ancient Temple type of vibe to it as well.

After I get out, I'm at the huge empty yard, and I noticed there's a gray wired fence to the right of me. Yeah...this area is familiar, it's like a derived section that would lead to my apartment in waking life if the parking garage and fancy dorm section didn't exist.

I slowly walk towards the wired fence, and noticed a section of it had been snipped off that had enough room for me to go into it. But I didn't want to just go through the whole like that, I felt that something could've been to the right of me if I entered too quickly. It's because the right side of the area was blocked off by this small metal shed that I didn't want to go in the grassy area just like that.

I presumed a dog would be there, so I walked a few steps, stopped, and then said,

"Woof!" "Woof!"

No response....no dog I guess, then when I started to have more confidence that nothing would be there, I noticed a gold-ish brown tail wagging a little on the grass, along with a body attached to it.

Crap...but it seems whatever it is, it was sleeping, and it didn't have its face in my direction, probably because it wouldn't expect anything to come through this shortcut. I decided that I should go back to the area near the restaurant, and come in to the section the other way.

Eventually I do, and I noticed the dog has one eye opened, and I started to tense up, but after getting closer, I noticed that this "dog" is really just a really big bun (or Scone) shaped like a dog's face, with a cherry ball in the middle of it.

Wow....REALLY? I was worried over an inanimate object that looked like a dog? Wow...that's just...REALLY random for a SCONE to look like a dog.

Like really? REALLLLY? I swear, my mind must be full of crap....

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10.07.2012

Chatting with Alyzarin On MSN (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm logged on Windows Live Messenger, and I'm talking to Alyzarin. She's typing why she hates Sundays, but before I could see her reasons, I started to feel as if I'm going to wake up.

And I end up doing so, and I think I checked my alarm clock before I went back to sleep.

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10.07.2012

Asian Huts (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm not even sure if this was a dream, or one beginning to become one...if that makes any sense?

I'm walking in the middle of a path where there are some shacks lined up both on the left and right side. Most looked like huts, and for some reason, it felt like I was in an Asian-oriented environment. There's a random group of people that charges past me, and I'm wondering what they're in the rush for.

I think one of them tells me why, though I can't recall exactly. After they leave, instead of trying to catch up with the group of Asian people, I just stand there....

[Monday, September 24th, 2012]
I'm wandering around a lightless void... I remember what day it was! "February 10th!" It was almost Valentine's Day... and I wouldn't be paid from
this new job for awhile. Maybe I should ask someone for money? I start going through a list of people. "I can't ask Grandma or Mum... Hmm..."
Suddenly, I'm in a restaurant trying to find a spot to eat in the booth... I only find one spot that looks clean. I sit in it and people return from the
bathroom to sit at the table next to me. They shove their chairs back right up against me. I scoot over quietly to another dirty table. I get up to go
back outside, when another table starts in about something to that other table. They call them assholes and laugh. I return quickly and thank them,
and tell them my name is Austin *****. They smile politely and both shake my hand. I leave quickly again before they really take a look at my
dirty hair.

Outside, the world is a desert wash area, with soft sand from box, but it's a V shaped like canyon. This restaurant is built into the side of the V
close to the top. I see Brent walking around, and then I see his ATV. I decide to get in and try to drive it. I starts automatically and I have no
trouble steering, but I turn around and coast it back to Brent. Brent sees me and I ask him if he can drive me home. He obliges.
We make it back home, it's the same kind of scenery of Soft Sand V-shape Canyon with odd trees growing out the side. We go inside and I see
Casey too. Everything is the usual. Casey fights. Brent bickers. I stay quiet (or try to.) Mom even comes over eventually... which is odd, since this
is DAD's house.

Right on cue, Dad arrives and comes in to see Mum, me, Casey, and Brent- all standing around the kitchen's center counter-top. It's instantly and
easily the most awkward thing that ever happened. Dad's starts asking, "How could you just invade my home like this? Especially after how
you've been to ME?" Mom looks totally taken back, she's not nearly as confident as usual, as she knows she's in the wrong. She has the look of a
child being scolded- but says nothing. The dream fades away to me outside.

I have to go somewhere, so I ask Brent for a ride in his truck. Dad tells Brent to go help me, and we both get in and leave.

<my recollection escapes me here>

09-01-2012 -- I decide to have dinner at the Melting Pot (fondue restaurant). I don't have a mystery shop scheduled, but I hope I can find a way to turn it in to one, as I would be able to get my money back after the fact. I'm sat at a table and start looking through the menu and figuring which courses I may want. But I eventually realize I may be hampering myself as to mystery shopping by not waiting to let the server suggest something.

Anyway, she comes up and asks what I would like, and I indicate I want the four course meal (supposed to be cheese fondue, salad, surf and turf, and then a chocolate fondue for dessert) and she agrees, and asks if I want deviled eggs or fried zucchini. What? There aren't supposed to be either of these on what I ordered. But I figure maybe they're being offered as an appetizer. So I ask for the deviled eggs.

There's a manager sitting at a table perhaps 10 feet away, and he seems to be keeping an eye on me, so I think he may suspect I am a mystery shopper. I still continue to occasionally take brief notes on timing. It takes forever, but they finally bring me a big platter of deviled eggs. Then the owner (female) comes up to me and asks how long I waited. I say about a half hour, and she seems satisfied. When I actually calculate it out, it is about 32 minutes, which I think is too long.

The eggs are tasty, but I don't eat too much of them because I am leaving room for everything else. I set most of them aside, planning to take them home. The wait for the next course is incredibly slow, and I find myself getting more and more sleepy. I almost trip on a small table next to mine, and end up pulling it under my table and pushing it to the back so it is out of the way. I'm getting more and more annoyed, and more and more tired. It's been more than an hour, and they still haven't brought the second course.

Eventually I fall asleep, and I guess they just leave me there, because I wake up in the restaurant, nobody is there, and it is something like 8 in the morning. I look around, and not only did they never bring any more courses, but they came and took away the rest of my deviled eggs, and I'm really rather annoyed. I stumble out of the restaurant and climb into the Jimmy (my new car, only had it a couple of weeks) and start to drive toward the parking lot exit.

But I realize I never paid the bill in any way, so I decide to go back inside and see if I can find anybody. Unfortunately, some idiot has a truck with which he is pulling two trailers, and he has parked so that he not only takes up two parking spaces, but the driving spot in between them, so I have to turn around and go another way. Idiot.

CAR | CAR CAR | CAR
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VERY STINKING SILLY LONG TRUCK
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CAR | CAR CAR | CAR

I go back in the restaurant, and though they aren't open yet, I can get in, and I approach my table, where I manage to hunt down the bill. They are charging me $31.66 for a drink and an appetizer, when they never brought me the rest of my food. I call a manager over to try and complain about things, but he never slows down and shuts up enough for me to tell him most of what went wrong. He just makes change for me, and gives me a side order of fried zucchini, which I have no interest in at all.

I'm eating at a restaurant with my dad. I don't recall what I was eating but remember that it only cost $12 and that I was drinking water.

We then to to some kind of festival. I think it is a music festival.

Now I am at a toy store with dad and G. I am a little girl again. Toys are scattered all over the floor.

Walking along the street with Lico or Ranulf. Evening. Rain. Contact with PATAS. They're eating breakfast at 7-11. It's 3:15 a.m. I told them I can make it. Road. Street. They went ahead. Ranulf went another way. He signalled to "us" to go ahead. Where. I saw a resto. Street buildings. Early dawn. Pre dawn. Didn't find the rest.

A dormitory. A field. A lot of fried chicken left on the ground. An ice box. Beer. Back gate is open. Restaurant. order at restaurant. A ball. An academy. A murder. Demon. Infestation. An old woman. 24-hour store. Empty. House. She's inside but not answering the phone. A play. A dark character. Marriage in play but it's actually a coverup magic. It gained power through repeated use in plays. He was defeated and banished. A house elf showing potential futures. A hellish Catholic ritual (for a pagan at least), millionaire. Condo. Dormitory. New borders. Towel.

Walking. A mall. 2nd floor. Going down the stairs to the 1st floor. Restaurant. Few people. I seem to be talking to someone but I don't see anyone accompanying me. Talking to myself.