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One of the first things that I remember is being in a clothing store. The guy behind the desk tells me that I can pick out a bikini for free for some kind of event that was going on tomorrow, like a concert or something. I had a bad feeling about him, that he was just being nice so that he could see my body. I looked around the store anyway, for a pretty long time because I felt uncomfortable with showing off so much skin. So, I found this blue tie-dye shirt with a black lace back to put over my bikini. After I decided on the shirt, I appeared all of a sudden in my mother's red van & I remember seeing one bag already full of bought clothes that my mother must have gotten & an empty bag. I stuck the shirt in the empty bag because I didn't want to pay for it (it was way too expensive). Then, I appeared back in the store & found a blue tie-dye bikini. Soon after, my mother came to tell me that they caught me on the security camera stealing the shirt, but I convinced my mother & the guy behind the desk that I didn't steal anything & that I was just setting the shirt down until I got everything together, & then I would have payed for it. The guy behind the desk either said that he'd forgive me or that he believed my explanation. He then gave me this globe thing that glows, spins, & changes colors. I thanked him. All of a sudden, I was in my bed with the globe thing set on my nightstand & my mom lying next to me telling me that I ruined it when she was the one messing with it the whole time. I then decided to twist it & it started to work again.

I woke up naturally at 3:45 am & went to the bathroom. When I fell back asleep, I was in a different dream entirely.

There was a sort of family gathering going on. I remember seeing nearly all of my close relatives on my mother's side of the family. For some reason, in the room that we were in, there was an old pinball machine & my Japanese teacher standing next to it. We decided that we would work on it together & get it working again. It was implied that he had worked on the same exact machine before. The next thing I remember is my mom handing off my aunt's half-black baby to me while on a balcony (she doesn't really have a half-black baby). At first she just set the baby on the arm of a plastic, dark green patio chair. I saw the baby's head flop & it nearly toppled over. I picked up the baby, who was particularly squirmy, & watched from what I thought was a safe distance at what was going on below the patio. Well, the baby ended up squirming out of my hands & over balcony. I immediately jumped after. As I was falling, I saw a gigantic air mattress, which I missed, but I thought maybe the baby might have landed on it. I remember lying there on the ground, pretty much perfectly fine just a little out of breath & lightheaded, but I acted like I was dead when I saw my mom, who came down & sat in a chair & cried. Then, I acted like I miraculously snapped out of it & went upstairs. I looked at everyone's faces, especially my aunt's. I asked if the baby was okay. She (I think it was a she) didn't survive & no one wanted to talk about it anymore. I remember getting my first look of my aunt's significant other at this point. I was surprised for some reason that he was black. Then, everybody left room, except for my aunt. I sat down next to her on the couch & I hugged her & apologized & let her cry on my shoulder. Then I remember writing, "I love you," on the spine of the book that she was reading. The next thing that comes to mind involves a pillow that I had just sewed. It was coming apart, so I went to put it in my aunt's car so that it wouldn't get damaged further & made a mental note to fix it later. When I got to the car, there was this mentally challenged teenager (male). He was trying to do something in the trunk of the car (or maybe I was) & a big machine of sorts fell & what I assumed to be my aunt's dog went completely nuts. The leash was somehow attached to the car & the dog set off, pulling the car along with ease, while the mentally challenged teenager was trying to steer. In the meantime, I tried to jump out of the car before it really picked up speed. I remember getting out but the dog chased after me. The next thing I know, I'm in Chicago or a city equal to it. I was there because I was trying to avoid my family because I had already killed the baby & now I fucked up my aunt's car, lost their dog, & probably left the mentally challenged teenager to die (I'm still not sure if he was also one of my aunt's kids). At one point, I was looking out from the second-story window of a shop & I could see my family walking around on the sidewalk looking for me. Then my cousins looked up & saw me but I tried to disguise myself by making funny faces & crawling away on all-fours. At this point, I was hiding behind a hat rack & I see two people from my Japanese class. I immediately put on a Gilly Hicks hat (as a sort of disguise) that was pastel-colored with hair-like yarn attached to it.

I was sitting at a conference for a new piece of technology. As I and several others sit and watch, a young girl takes a bit of metal with two pieces of cloth attached and inserts the cloth into some slots on the machine. She bites down on the bit of metal and presses a button on the machine, then slumps to the floor.
"No need to worry." an announcer reassures us. "She's fine. The machine causes temporary numbness in the face and legs." The girl stands, then her feet lift off the floor. Everone around me gasps. "As you can see, she is not only fine, but more than fine."
Afterward, everyone is shaking the girl's hand. As I reach the front of the line, I ask the girl curiously if it hurt.
She blushed. "Not at all. Just a tingle, a little numbness, then superpowers." She grabbed a nearby buffet table loaded with food and lifted it with one hand. "See?"
Later that day, I returned to the building and sneak in. As I inset the cloth bits into the machine, I note that there are tiny circles of metal on each one that clicked into place as I inserted it. As I bit down on the metal, the words of the girl left my mind and I braced myself for a painful shock of electricity. As I hit the button, I experienced exactly what the girl had said; a tingling sensation, followed by numbness in my face and legs. I grasped the table to keep myself upright as the security guard came in.
"Are you alright?" he asked, and since my face was numb I could not answer. Grasping the table strongly in one hand, I gave him the "ok" signal with the other. "Are you sure? You look a little weak." he returned.
At that moment I instantly regained feeling everywhere, which was surprising because I was expecting it to be more gradual. I straightened and turned. "I'm fine. Someone left this piece in the machine, I was just removing it."
As the security guard left, I went to the nearest window and opened it. I floated out, surprised at how easy my new powers were to control, and flew up over the roof of the building. A young man came up beside me, and I recognized him as someone I knew (I knew him in the dream, but not IRL). He was shockingly attractive with light brown hair just a shade too dark to be considered blond and deep, honey-colored eyes. He wiggled his eyebrows at me. "Wanna join the mile-high club? Don't need an airplane anymore."
I grinned, but before I could say anything, I heard a woman's voice. "Maybe you two should get a room." I looked around and there were a half dozen people up with us.
I looked at them, puzzled. "Security must suck here."
The girl who told us to get a room stared back at me. "I don't remember you. When did you come in?"
"I snuck in. Didn't you?"
Her eyebrow furrowed. "No, I volunteered. The government wanted a team of superheroes.. They had a bit left over, and added it to the last dose, but they hadn't administered it yet. You must have gotten it." She approached me. "That means you're stronger than us."

Plans: Right now my primary plan is to recall some dreams since it has been quite a while since I have done so. I also have plans to meet up with MoSh in a Hogwarts dream, and there are many more tasks on my list that I won't bother listing here. But my main goal is to remember some dreams.

Window Stealing
I am at a swap meet with Tigress, and we are just browsing the stalls looking for something interesting. I have it in the back of my mind that I should steal something before we leave the swap meet. It doesn't have to be much, but I have to steal something. So as Tigress and I browse the stalls I am on the lookout for something I can easily steal. I would also like it to be something I want, but I won't be picky.

We leave one of the stalls and it turns out Tigress has already stolen something. She stole a golden bracelet with green gems in it. Pretty. I wonder if the gems are real or if she just stole a cheap piece of costume jewelry. Either way it's pretty. I go back to the jewelry store and look around. I find a golden ring that is on a stand not visible from the checkout. I take it and try it on as if interested, then when I see no one is looking, I slip it into my pocket. I wonder if there are cameras. No matter as long as I leave quickly. Outside, Tigress hands me a drink. She says it's really good, but drink it slow. If I drink it too fast it is poison, but taken slow, the body can take care of it. It is really good, but I make myself sip it. I look at the bottle and see it is 98 proof alcohol! I know I have never had any alcohol that strong before… no wonder I am feeling tipsy. I know Tigress and I have to catch a plane. Well now that neither of us can drive, we'll have to catch a cab.

Aliens on an Alien World
I am viewing this dream as if I am not actually in it, more like I am watching a television show. I am looking at a living room, the room looks pretty normal, but the family in it are not human. They are clearly an alien race, their skin is a bright color orange, their eyes look different… the eyes look quite strange, rather reptilian.

Other than that it looks like a normal family. A mother and father, an older boy, a younger girl, and a baby. They are all arguing with the older boy, who looks to be in his teens if I can judge by human ages, they are accusing him of being a drug addict. He is drinking a glass of milk. That is the drug. He gets really angry whenever someone tries to take it away from him and hisses to announce his discontent. While they are arguing, more aliens come into the room. These look much like the first ones, but their skin is blue. The visitor tells the other aliens to back off of the boy, he has something better. He hands the boy a bottle, which the boy skeptically takes a drink of. He clearly likes the new drink and tosses away the milk. He seems to no longer crave the milk. The visitor says the new drink will cure the addiction. It works so well because the replacement has a small amount of milk in it to heap wean the boy off.

The Puppets of the Puppets
I am in what looks like a pretty normal looking city, or at least I don't notice anything strange about it right away. Everyone is wandering around and going about their normal business, though I am not sure what I am doing there. I curse my own memory for not remembering what I am doing, what's happening? Early Alzheimer's? That would suck giant mutant monkey balls! It seems people are pushing each other around and being especially rude about now. Some asshole pushes me out of the way and tells me to get back to work. Work on what? I see a paper on the ground and pick it up. The writing says, "OBEY" in big black letters. I throw it in a trash can. I find more papers that say similar things. "Obey." "Conform." "Assimilate." "Comply." Um… what the hell is going on? It is reminding me of an old 'B' movie about aliens controlling the human population, the movie was called "They Live" and the aliens and the truth could be seen with special sunglasses. The aliens looked like zombies.

Well, in the movie, the truth could be seen with sunglasses, so I snag a pair off of a shelf and put them on. Nothing changes. Well, I guess it wouldn't be just any pair. I find one in the trash and put it on. Now I see the aliens. They don't look like zombies, but like puppet masters. You can see them controlling people with strings. And they are also being controlled by strings by reptilian aliens. I use Liberate on everyone in the area, freeing both the people and the puppet masters at the same time. The reptilian aliens go on a killing spree. I multiply myself using the Divide song by disturbed and fight off the aliens using an acid that proves pretty harmless to humans (it might create a slight skin irritation) but is deadly to the aliens. After being sprayed with the acid they really do look like the aliens in "They Live" except they are also dead.

A Weight Loss Dream
I am in bed, but I don't have much room. I try to roll over but I just roll out of bed and onto the floor with a thud. I am glad I didn't hurt myself as much as I thought I would. I look back on the bed, and it turns out I was sharing the bed with my mother for some reason. She is sprawled out and taking the entire bed. Since she is quite overweight, this leaves absolutely no room for me. I go to the living room to watch television. My mom comes in and says she's sorry for hogging the bed, so she got me a present. She takes out this really nice shirt and says it's mine.

I can tell right away it's too small for me. I tell her that. She says to try it on first. I try it on and I look at myself in the mirror. It fits perfectly! Not because it's larger than I thought, but I am smaller than I thought! My stomach is almost flat! My weight loss has really paid off! I am so happy. I am in the bathroom looking at myself, so I sit on the toilet to take care of business. For some reason the thing won't stop flushing, and each time it does, cold water sprays my bottom.

Harry Potter and the Demon Parasite
I am at Hogwarts, and we are all preparing to start on the next challenge of the Tri-School tournament. There is only one problem going on… Harry Potter has gone stark raving mad. He is yelling and spitting curses at everyone in the vacinity, and it is clear that he also wants to claw someone's eyes out. His current target is Ron. I have seen Harry get mad at Ron before, but this is ridiculous! Hermione tries to get him to back off, and Harry attacks her, grabbing her hair and violently pulling at it. MoSh makes Harry let go of Hermione, then Harry goes for MoSh's eyes. MoSh uses astral tentacles to hold Harry at a safe distance from everyone. Professor Moody, who I know to be a fake, is there trying to use spells on Harry. I wonder if that is the cause. It is not. Moody is actually trying to calm Harry down, but his attempts are all epic fails. Harry is now trying to claw at Moody and succeeds in grabbing Moody's magical eye, and pulling it out. A couple of people watching that back off a couple paces with a collective, "Eeewww…" MoSh is saying that Harry has a parasite, and Moody is just pissing it off. Moody says that's absurd. I go over to them, and MoSh and I manage to hold Harry and take the parasite off. Harry passes out, and is taken to the hospital wing. I take the parasite and look at it.

What happened that Harry picked up this parasite? I focus on finding that out. I get images right away. Draco, I see Draco with the parasite, placing it on Harry's back as he walked by and made a stupid remark. This annoys me. I leave the scene and go to find Draco, taking the parasite with me. I find Draco and take him to a place where I can talk to him alone, where I pull out the parasite and ask what he know about it. He says nothing. I add that liars really piss me off, so try that one again. He says he knows nothing about it… it looks like a common worm. I say ok, that means it's harmless. I walk past Draco and put it on his neck. He freaks out and pulls it off, throwing it on the ground, and stomping on it. So it's not harmless, I say. I ask where he got it. He says he found it, I can tell he is lying. I tell him to try that one again. He says nothing, he appears afraid of whoever gave it to him. The image I get is of a creature hidden in the darkness of the forbidden forest. I tell him I will find that creature, and take care of that, but I am getting sick and fucking tired of all this cheating!

Portal to Doom
I am in a long hallway with dim lighting. I hear strange growling and snarling all around me, it seems I am in a video game. I look around the place to see what is going on, am I in a virtual reality setup? Nope. I'm dreaming! I do a RC and confirm that. I am in a game of Doom, but it is in my dream. I remember I had intended to do at least one of the tasks for the LPTC. I decide to go ahead with the Doom task I posted. I try to remember that… I need to find the portal and stop the flow of creatures from the other dimensions. So I start exploring the passages. I am being attacked almost constantly.

I defend myself using my Witchblade sword and energy blasts. I fight my way through the halls, I find a blue key card. But when I finally find a blue door it has been blasted down from the other side. I thought that wasn't supposed to be possible… I go through the door into a large room with a portal in the middle of the room. It looks a lot like a stargate. It is being kept open by an energy field coming from the surrounding equipment. So I blast the equipment, and that makes the portal also collapse. I am now blocked from the only exit. There are monsters there, all trying to get into the portal room. I fire a single energy blast into the group and chaos breaks out. It seems a zombie thought it had been attacked by an imp… so the zombie attacks back. It is so crowded that the zombie hits a large floating eyeball, which attacks the imp (who was the closest creature)… and soon chaos breaks out as the enemies all start fighting each other.

While the fighting is going on I fight my way through the group without anyone even realizing that I'm not one of them. There are a few more monsters in the halls, but no more huge groups. The keys are scattered, there are many doors of each color… It seems totally random as to where I find the keys and the doors. I finally find all the keys and unlock the doors so I can get out of the passages.

Ghost Hunters
I am in a house of some kind, I am there with Tigress and a couple of guides I don't recognize. We are looking through the place, I am looking to see if I can find evidence of real hauntings. I have a camera and I am taking pictures of everything, making sure to take pictures in sequences so I can compare the sequences later. I can sense that there is something out there, but I can't see anything. I am hoping I will be able to find something on the pictures I am taking. The house seems to be getting creepier as we go up to the higher levels, which seems odd to me, but I notice that the presences I sense seem more malevolent as we go farther up. Something up there is evil… or at least nasty… and it is downright cranky.

We reach the top floor and the feeling of hostility is downright palpable. There is something up there that is definitely not friendly. Tigress wants to get out of the place, and I can't say I blame her. But for some reason, even though I understand the desire to leave, I am not afraid… I am excited. With a presence this powerful I am sure to be able to see something on my pictures. As Tigress is wanting to leave the room I take a rapid series of photos all around the attic, which is where the presence feels strongest. I take photos until Tigress finally pulls me from the room, I hope I got enough to get the proof I want. I figure that with photo manipulation it might not serve as proof to anyone else, but it will be proof to me, which is what I really want. So now I go with Tigress and I am looking for an exit so we can both find our way out of this old haunted place.

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

I'm writing this a day late (sorry), so I don't really remember what happened with my alarm.

I'm in a room (or possibly outdoors at night) with all the other students from my school. We're each at individual desks. All the desks are transparent and have a blue glow to them. There is a short middle-aged teacher in the centre. She is telling us how things have changed since last year, and lucid dreaming is now okay. She encourages us to get into it. She tells us how to become lucid. To become lucid we had to take out our rulers from our pencil cases, and tap the pencil case over and over. I do this. I notice some people around me already have given up.
I can't believe this didn't make me lucid.

In the second dream, I'm at an orphan's house. Stephen Merchant is with me. I remember the orphan as a 7-10 year old African kid. I look into the cupboard and find depressingly bad toys -old second-hand board games.

In the third dream, I was at some big oval. There were buildings and people everywhere. I was at a vending machine.There was a kid, from my after school care program (many years ago), named Mitch there. I think he stole something. I buy something from the machine, but then I also steal something. I think that nobody's going to ever find out. The machine doesn't even have a glass screen on it

12.02.2011

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

A friend of my youngest brother had come to my home and he had magic the gathering cards. He had a lot of them but they were joke cards, like from unhinged. I started playing against it and realised that he had a deck with normal cards mixed with joke cards. I got some red Chuck Norris related card and told him I won the game but he didn't believe me so I started googling for Chuck Norris cards but couldn't find it.

Then I think I bought some cards and hid them.

The dream skipped and I was out with some friends and I ate a sandwich at a restaurant. I saw some magic cards on a vending machine. Behind the newer ones were one from another set and I somehow stole some. I then gave some back but not all of them.

4th dream within 2 weeks that I've had about stealing merchandise.

The other 3 dreams were situated in CTcon, the anime con I went to in July earlier.

This dream I was in Wal-Mart.

It was nighttime, and my friend Andre and his mom drove us to the store and I had to buy some things. When I went to the check out I let the other customers ring up my stuff while I looked around some aisles. I noticed a bag of RPG dice (they were 8mm dice too, so clearly something I would only come up with and more suited for CTcon..) and even though the price tag read 1.46 or 2.46 (strange numbers) I felt a huge urge to steal it.

I glanced half way at the dice again, feeling the urge creep up in me, something I started to struggle with. I was wearing a sweat shirt, so I thought okay I'll put it in my sweatshirt pocket, empty it out so it's easier to hide...and while planning this I grabbed it, and my fingers were clumsy this time, and I sort of fumbled with it. My past stealing dreams I was quick and nimble, (although I wonder if being dressed as Rikku from FFX-2 in those dreams has anything to do with it...she's a thief).

I also looked up at the ceiling and noticed about 30 surveillance cameras above my aisle, and there were more mapped out evenly around it, and a security man came toward me as I tried to leave the aisle- he shook his head at me. I said "What?" and he looked at my pocket and motioned for me to give it to him. I emptied my pocket (still managing to leave some dice in there) and handed it, feeling really guilty.

Oh man...

Night of 1/17/09

Stealing Tips

I'm walking around in a lunch line, but it's like in a strange mall food court. Like there were places to eat and they were all set up like this... instead of going up to the counter, you go into like a store and it's set up in a circle: you enter, go around and pick out what you want to eat and at each station there are cashiers. Each cashier had a tip jar on top of their register. I saw a kid in line ahead of me and he was taking tips and no one was noticing or saying anything to him... so I took a dollar from someone's tip jar and stuck it in my pocket. Then a security guard comes up to me and asked if I took anything!!! And I said no and got the dollar out of my pocket and dropped it on the ground. I told the security guard that the guy he's looking for is ahead of me in line and as I'm saying this, the guy runs out of the line and out the door to the "store." I run after him and tackle him. I don't know what my motivation was for doing this. ha!

Fishing

This is just a fragment, maybe it was a whole dream that really just wasn't that interesting. I'm in a shallow lake in a boat and I'm fishing... the top of the lake is covered in grass clippings.

Christine's Messy House

Somehow I end up at my friend Christine's house, who I haven't talked to since her little brother died in a car accident two years ago. This isn't her real house. But I know she's a pretty messy person, so it didn't surprise me that her house was a total wreck. The thing that stuck out the most was that there was a flat screen tv in the living room that took up the entire wall. I wish I would have written this down sooner because there was a lot more to it that I just can't remember.

The setting of this dream is medieval Europe, but many of the characters look like they are from the japanese cartoons Naruto and Bleach. There is a forest that stretches across the land from east to west, with an ocean and port town to the south and mountains (and another town) to the north. The main protagonist of this dream is a young man of the peasant class who looks like Gaara from Naruto, but besides appaerence, has no other similarities with that character. The young man had a weird name, like Spicy or something, and he lived in a run down shack, with his grandfather, in the forest.

The dream starts off with the grandfather on his death bed, warning his grandson to stay away from the wealthy neighbours who lived not far away, because they were bad people and were rich and powerful only because they convened with demons. After the old man dies Spicy stays away for a while, but increasing poverty makes resisting breaking into the rich neighbour's storehouse too much of a temptation.

Spicy recruits two friends (who look similar to Ichigo and Uryū from Bleach) and they raid the storehouse and make off with many valuable items, including three longswords found locked in a chest. After divying up the spoils and each taking a sword for themselves, the three young peasant boys go their seperate ways to hide their stash and agree to not use or sell their stolen items until after the robbery has been discovered and they are assured that they will get away with it.

Spicy is able to hide all of his loot, except for the longsword, which he finds himself oddly attracted too. He had held a weapon before, but nothing as big or elaborate at the sword he stole. It felt warm to the touch and fit surprisingly well into his grip. That night as he try to sleep he had dreams about the sword and woke up several times believing he had heard someone with a deep, raspy voice calling his name.



The next day the break-in is discovered and the wealthy and powerful neighbours have all of the peasants in the area rounded up and arrested, regardles if they have proof of their innocence or not. Spicy is able to escape from the guards and returns to his home to retrieve the stolen longsword, still obsessed with it's image in his mind and wanting to free his poor neighbours.

Spicy feels strangly overconfident and combative, but lets the feelings flow through him and attacks the prisoner barracks where his friends are being held. In his mind he only wanted to disarm the guards but instead he ends up slaughtering them, to the shock of the prisioners. Logically Spicy is aware that he is now in deep shit, but emotionally he is thrilled at the bloodshed and desires more. A vague thought to be rid of the sword crosses his mind but the ever growing obsession with the blade and what it can do crushes any such thoughts quickly.

Moving on to the next prison, Spicy means to only disable the guards but again ends up slaughtering them. This time his two friends show up to stop him, each carrying the swords that they stole, but when they look upon the bloody aftermath of Spicy's prisonbreak, they too are filled with a mysterious urge to fight and kill.

The three truculent young men head to the last prison and kill the guards. This time though, Spicy is not satisfied and wants to fight some more, battle and bloodshed having completely taken over his mind. So strong is his desire to continue using the sword that he turns on his friends and picks a fight with them. They too are being overwhelmed with the desire to fight and soon the three peasant boys are in a forest glade having a Mexican standoff of sorts with their stolen longswords.

Before they can kill each other a small army of a hundred or so guards arrives and surrounds them completely, imploring the boys to give themselves up or be killed. Spicy jumps headlong into fighting but his companions are more reluctant to face so many opponents and run away. Spicy fends off most of the guards but is injured and forced to flee after his friends.

Near a lake in the mountains to the north, the three friends reunite. The obsessive need to fight has not left them and they start to fight each other again. For the first time Spicy becomes aware of a demonic presence living in his sword, urging him to slaughter his friends. Even though the awareness that he has been possessed dawns on him, Spicy continues to fight his friends, half enjoying it and half unable to stop.

The friend that looks like Ichigo kills the friend who looks like Uryū - and when that boy's body falls into the lake and floats away surrounded by blood - the image is enough to startle Spicy and his friend into awareness for a moment and pause their fighting. The overwheming urge to fight and shed blood returns quickly to Spicy and he is unable to stop it, but the Ichigo looking friend is able to put down his sword and be free of the demon possessing him. He urges Spicy to do the same but is cut down by his friend for his efforts.

Completely possessed and beyond all rationality, Spicy runs off into the mountains and I cannot remember any more of this dream.

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Note: Here are a couple of non-lucid fragments I remember from the rest of the night… they really don't make a lot of sense at all and sound rather retarded, but I have been posting everything, so here they are:

*Archery Competition*
I was in my house. I was practicing archery right there in the house. There were targets hung on the wall and there were several other people there with me, also practicing their archery skills. I was doing pretty well, hitting the target on most of my shots. I fired a few more and then realized I was out of arrows… crap. I asked someone to get me more arrows, and he came back with crap. He said he couldn't find any arrows, so he had found a bunch of junk. He handed me several pencils, a couple of knitting hooks, and an awkwardly shaped stick… um… I wasn't sure how I was supposed to practice archery with that. I put a knitting needle in my bow and fired. Of course it wasn't easily aimed. The knitting needle embedded itself in the head of another archer. He reached back and pulled it out. He looked irritatedly at me and said I should watch what I was doing before I hurt someone. A thick pus was oozing from his head wound, but he didn't notice or didn't care… Somehow I found some arrows to shoot and went back to practicing with arrows. Maybe shooting knitting needles had thrown me off, because my first arrow missed the mark majorly and stuck into our flat screen TV! I went over and pulled it out, needless to say there was a hole. I found the missing pieces and was trying to put it back together like a puzzle… would the cracks be noticed? Probably… then I would have to pay to have it replaced. Damn… I don't have that kind of money!

*Parking Maze*
I was in a data center like in the hospitals where I used to work. In the dream, I still held a job there. I was getting off work now. I left the office and met James, my ex boyfriend, outside the office. In the dream I guess he wasn't my ex… we headed down the hall and to the elevator. This was the beginning of the weirdness… the elevator didn't go down, only up. We went up about five floors, then we had to find another elevator that would take us to the parking level. What a pain. We got to the parking garage. That, too, was confusing. I knew I had parked on the 3rd level of the parking garage, but I couldn't find stairs that led there. James and I looked endlessly. We were getting mad at each other for being lost. He said I can never find the right path… I told him we had been following his directions. He didn't have a response, and we finally found my car. Now to get out… which proved to be even harder. The parking structure was a maze of up and down ramps, dead ends, and loops that were easy to get stuck in. James said it would be quicker for him to walk. I told him to get out and do so, then. He didn't want to get out. I finally found the exit from the parking garage, but there was a giant sinkhole blocking the road. I knew there was another exit, but we would have to find that one… which promised to be a huge pain in the ass…

*Grand Theft Yu-Gi-Oh*
I was in my car driving down the road. It was a bright sunny day, and there was not much traffic. I had time to kill before I could go home. I didn't want to get home before my mother expected me. If I did, she would have me doing chores or cleaning or doing some kind of manual labor. I didn't want to do that. I saw a collector's card shop and decided to go in. I parked and went inside. There were so many different kinds of collectable cards. Many of them were from CCG (collectable card games) such as Yu-Gi-Oh, Magic the Gathering, etc. There were cards from sets I had never heard of. I saw a few sample cards… and it looked like a deck with those would be unstoppable. All cards were guaranteed to be tournament legal (at least until they became more widely known and might be banned), extremely rare, and neigh impossible to lose with. They were also extremely expensive. I wanted them. I thought I could go to the next Yu-Gi-Oh tournament and wipe the floor with my ex boyfriend, who sometimes plays in those tournaments. I thought I could at least kick ass in the tournaments. I started slipping packs of the cards into my purse. I took quite a few, though I don't know how many. I walked out of the store. The owner of the store was trying to stop me. I was sure he had seen me steal the cards. I reached for my keys to leave… I couldn't find them. Damn! Of all the luck. They were probably buried under stolen Yu-Gi-Oh cards. The shop owner caught up with me. I was definitely busted. He handed me my keys and said I had left those inside. I thanked him, and made a note to myself that after I won a couple of tournaments I would be sure and bring money back here for that shop since the owner had been so nice.

I dreamed I was at Westmount Mall in the Music World store. They have been having a liquidation sale because the store is closing. I am browsing the few shelves that have anything on them, but most of the stuff is crap. There were three cds that were sold individually, but were made by the same band and consisted of the themes body, mind and soul. All of the cd's had white backgrounds, neon pink writing and flowing spiral designs on the cover. The first cd was called "Physical" and was made up about songs dealing with the body. The second cd was called "Mental" and dealt with songs about the mind and perception. The last cd was called "Spirit" and were songs about the soul or something. I cannot remember the name of the band, but since the cds were on sale, and all three were still available, I picked them up with the intention of buying them.

In the dvd section there were many blue boxs with pink and white writing on them. I cannot remember what movie or television series it was, but I figured that it must suck since no one was buting them, even at 80% off. I saw a dvd for a few episodes of Neo (Genesis?) Evangelion and though I have never seen the series and know nothing about it, I decided I wanted to buy it because it was less than ten dollars. When I picked up the dvd someone across the store yelled that the store was closing and we had to get out. I cannot remember the very end of the dream, but I think I ended up leaving without paying for anything and it was cool because no one cared.