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05-15-2013 -- Three dreams from last night, all kind of inter-related or tied in with other dreams. Kind of.

First was a weird Harry Potter dream that I can't remember in all that great of details, but it was a lot of fun. Somehow I was Harry, and was fighting against some kind of very attractive female vampire, except that very quickly we weren't fighting, but instead having sex. This was followed by minor conflicts with several other female vampires and other attractive females, which always seemed to also turn to sex. At more than one point, I would end up with multiple identical vampires from different worlds all at the same time, which was a whole lot of fun. It was lots of great sex while at the same time, fighting evil and making the world a better place.

At the same time, I was kind of 'responsible' for babysitting the Malfoy from my world, who was nothing more than a petulant, whiny brat. But at one point during the various misadventures, one of the vampires from one of the other dimensions has brought along the Malfoy from her own world, who was pleasant, mature, and her lover, and when at one point myself and several of my vampires and the second Malfoy and his lover all end up in the same bed as the whiny Malfoy who wakes up to see the other version of himself with a vampire, he looses it and starts screaming bloody murder.

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An odd Doctor Who dream where I seem to be traveling with the 7th Doctor in the TARDIS. We've landed somewhere that very much has a feeling of past dreams that include a bathroom or locker room in a sort of construction site, which I may or may not be able to point to another specific dream here. Anyway, at this construction site or hotel or whatever, the TARDIS is sort of acting as an elevator, moving between floors, and I wander into the locker room on maybe the second or third floor, and am just wandering through.

Though it is the men's locker room, there are many places where you can look right across into the ladies' locker room, and see the women changing, and I kind of enjoy watching and looking a bit, as I slowly walk back out of the locker room. Somehow I've gotten so close to the womens' locker room that it is the one I end up exiting from. I am soon heading back toward the TARDIS.

Except now it is turning from living Doctor Who into filming an episode of the show. The TARDIS elevator is only a flimsy set which seems to be falling apart, and Sylvester McCoy is wandering around muttering about his lines and rehearsing them. I am trying to get back to the locker rooms using the 'elevator' which is now more of a platform with a rope and pulley painted blue, but it is kind of separating from the side of the building, and when I manage to force myself back to where I think the locker room should be, not even the door is there, much less the room, itself. And though I keep changing floors, I still can't find it.

Then things somehow switch, and I have gone back in time. The TARDIS elevator is back and sturdy again, and the locker rooms are back, but we are still filming an episode of Doctor Who, and somehow I have gone back too far in time. We aren't ready to film, yet, and while the women are in place in the locker room, they are all frozen in suspended animation, until we're ready to film. I wander around and find a couple of attractive blondes enclosed in ice, and start kissing and cuddling with them to thaw them out. While none of them mind being thawed out like this, some of them are (understandably) quite ticked off about being frozen in the first place, and start stomping around angrily, complaining about it. Very weird stuff.

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Somehow I am in a house where I have a bedroom to live in, and I am recalling the first vampire dream up above, and trying to write it down as a story. It's not going very smoothly. My writing is horrible and stilted, I can't think of how to say what I want to convey, and though I am trying to compare it to something black and white along the lines of film noir, I remember it with colors like red, green and yellow, but all of them mixed with black to give them a more dingy, dirty appearance, but not anything that could really properly be called film noir.

Meanwhile, I am trying to write it as a big fantasy story taking place on another world, when I suddenly start to realize that it was actually much more along the lines of a police procedural (yeah, a police procedural about having sex with lots of vampires ... right), and wondering just how much that is going to conflict with the garbage I have been writing, or whether I am going to have to scrap the whole thing. It isn't that I can't remember the dream, it's just that I can't seem to put it in words.

Meanwhile, I am being asked to wash dishes in the kitchen for a meal I didn't have any part in eating, and soon decide I'd rather leave. As I find myself walking around the house, it suddenly changes to walking around the Moran house on the beach that I first dreamed about being chased by Voldemort around it here, and have since dreamed about at least a second time.

I find myself creating a new (really lousy) song parody to the tune of 'Secret Agent Man' about the dream, humming 'Secret Vampire Man' to myself as I am suddenly riding a bike around the front yard, wondering if Bonnie has the dogs or not, this time, since she has given them away, and then brought them back a couple of times now in my dreams.

12-27-2012 -- [This goes back to some old dreams from growing up. Had hundreds of dreams like this, but almost never anymore. But I did this morning!]

First bit I can remember (might not even be same dream) I am at a repair shop where they have been looking at my scooter. I have already paid $170 in advance, and am worried about how much more I might need, because I'm out of work and really don't have any money. Thankfully, the guy has finished all repairs, and was easier than he though, and he gives me $70 of my money back! Yeah!

Soon I am a teen or even a little kid, downstairs at Sears in the Buena Park Mall. This is in the old days, before construction and things, back when the candy counter was downstairs. I am in the portion of the store where both the escalators and a stairway came down, near the pay phones and perhaps restrooms (can't remember the layout as well after so much time). There was more to this early part than I can remember, but I think I was here playing video games with Nick. (Full size machines, not the Atari games.)

At some point, I went up to the ground floor (the other floor at Sears was a lower level), and then was thinking of going back downstairs to meet my friend again. Problem is, I am standing at the escalators, ready to head down, but they've blocked off the down escalator. There are a couple of people running down the up escalator, but with my bad leg, I don't think I'd have much luck doing that, anymore. But I really want to get down there again.

Suddenly I remember the staircase also going down that is just around the corner, so I walk over to it and use it. I get halfway down, and I reach a section of the stairway that is damaged, and much more difficult to cross, but I manage without too much trouble. As I get down to the lower level, I find myself looking at a low planter of sorts (only about two bricks tall) with very light brush / landscaping in it, and among the landscaping, balloons, balloon hats, and perhaps my shows and socks (which for a moment may also be made of balloons.) I start gathering my stuff together, and I have got one shoe and put it on.

I find a basic helmet hat I had made, and somehow Nick had either made or found a cool shark balloon that he had somehow merged with the helmet hat to make a cool, more advanced version of Mark Byrne's shark hat. I am still trying to find my other shoe, and deciding I don't really have any need for any of the other balloons right now. I hear voices coming down the escalator, and find there was nothing wrong with the down escalator, they had just blocked it off because it was near closing, and they didn't want anymore people going downstairs.

It turns out it is store security on the escalator, and they are griping and complaining about having to clear out the store, and troublesome customers and the like. Very soon they are pressuring me to leave. I explain I am gathering my stuff (my current gray towel as well as shoes and socks), and I am still waiting for a friend, but it is changing from Nick to Rosemary [my current real life landlord] and some of her family. But they are pressuring me, so I take the escalator upstairs again. When I get upstairs, half the lights are off, so its kind of dim, and obviously the store has already closed.

I approach the northeast corner of the store (my northeast, since my sense of direction was off, due to a bad compass, the entire time I lived in Buena Park) and though I am not being pushed out the door right this second (the store security is still clearing the lower level) I exit a set of doors right by the corner, but facing Stanton, and find it is twilight outside, and it is snowing. I am pretty sure it is about 9 pm, and Sunday, and most of the mall closed hours ago, and Sears at least an hour ago. [In the summer it would be possible it could still be twilight at 9 pm, but in the winter it would have been pitch black.]

I thought Rosemary was right behind me, but she doesn't come out for a while. I look around for a bit, and eventually go looking for her car in the parking lot, a green Dodge Dart-type vehicle (think Chris V.) but a convertible with the roof down. I manage to find the car, and Rosemary's cell phone in it. I grab the cell phone, and with still no sign of Rosemary, start walking back to the doors I exited from.

Oddly I find the same set of doors unlocked, so I pull one open and walk back in, planning to head back to the escalators, but I hear people coming, and find I'm being yelled at by both security and store management, so I head out the doors again hoping that I didn't get myself in big trouble, didn't trigger an alarm, and thinking to myself that if they don't lock the doors they can't really blame me for coming back in.

The store just has too many doors, and I have no way of knowing for sure where Rosemary will come out [the building had three sides facing the parking lot, as well as one side leading into the mall, and I think each side had three sets of four doors, so that's a lot of exits], so as I worry of missing her, I think of calling her on the cell phone I took out of her car. The problem is, it is a fancy advertising model, oddly shaped, and styled with the Mountain Dew logo on it. Both the talk and the off buttons are hidden within the logo and hard to find. Further, I realize I don't know her phone number, and I can't find it in the phone's contact list, because she doesn't call herself much. [My mind never thinks of the fact that she can't answer if I am calling her on her phone, anyway.]

I give up on the phone, but about that time I spot her, walking through the parking lot, almost at the car. I think she has two kids with her, and I am guessing one of them is Lexi, though she looks thinner than she is now. But I am realizing if I am a young kid, she probably hasn't been born yet, and it is probably Cheryl instead. I don't want to miss my ride, so I start hurrying out toward the car, but Rosemary has already got it started up. She is heading toward me, approaching one of the little traffic lanes in the parking lot, but before I can reach her, she starts to turn.

Because I am a kid, I haven't met her yet, and so she doesn't recognize me or pay any attention when I call out to her. I wave at her, and she just waves back. I try and call out I have something for her, and reach into my jacket pocket to bring out her cell phone, but the male kid in the car (probably Jeffrey) cries out "He's going for a gun," and Rosemary floors it and is gone. Guess I can't get her cell phone back to her. I call after her, but it does no good. Guess I have to walk home.

So I slowly start walking along the side of the mall, heading for the May Company end, when I find myself being forced by traffic out to La Palma on an odd curving exit that didn't exist in the real mall parking lot. I also find myself turning into Lennier from Babylon 5, but a quite young Lennier, probably a mid-teen. The traffic is too heavy for me to find a way to cross, and there is the slightest hint of the Circus, like when Circus Vargas would use the parking lot.

Suddenly I find myself confronted by Michael Garibaldi, and we are in the bowels of Babylon 5, which is being constructed in the Buena Park Mall, and Garibaldi wants to know what I am doing here! Me, I'm just a Minbari wandering the mall parking lot, walking home in a small Earth community in the 1980s. No wonder he didn't believe me! He's being kind of threatening, when suddenly big parts of the structure around us seem to almost be collapsing down on us, with razor-like metal claws slicing out of the metal inches from our heads.

We're dodging around, trying to keep both our heads while Garibaldi is screaming something like "They promised me this had been taken care of!" and as things finally seem to be settling, and I have survived intact, I glance at a couple of sets of claws, and kind of flip them further forward, where they lock in place, and secure the beams they are parts of. As I have done this, more and more of the claws are kind of clicking into place, and it begins to seem the entire problem with things collapsing is they never locked these things in place.

We soon find ourselves in a mall-style utility corridor, but in the station, not in the mall, and we're walking to Garibaldi's office, past a couple of Londo's Centauri dancers. Somehow I say something kind of flirty to them, and wildly out of character for a Minbari, and dead silence falls for a few seconds, giving the scene a chance to finish, and finally everybody (including me) breaks into hearty laughter. The others are thinking it is just odd enough that it might be left in the episode, and I am thinking to myself that this acting gig is kind of neat, even if I am a teen again, and I might want to do it as a career.

But moments later, it is back to a real space station being built in the parking lot, and Garibaldi is escorting me out a door back to said parking lot. As we step out, though, I hear the 'dut dut dut dut dut dut dut dut' sound of bionic power being shown, and Sasquatch from the Six Million Dollar Man goes running past. Lou Ferrigno's Incredible Hulk falls out of the sky like he is completing some 100 meter jump, and the two start fighting on the back of a flatbed truck. Garibaldi thumps the back of the truck as a signal to the driver, and he starts to drive off with the behemoths still fighting on the back.

18-07-11 I am playing some sort of baldur's gate. I am looking at a guie for the ending fight. I am getting there and although I could have explored bit more I decide to just go for it. I seem to be a wizard of some description and the final fight is me vs. a council of other wizards. I primarily use timestop and sommoning spelss and AoE to try and interrupt their spell casting as much as possible.
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I am in some weird scenario that incorporates three different tv shows at once. I know actors from all shootings and eventually the seperate shows merge into one because the various actors move from one set to the other. There is no script for this, so the director tells the actors to simply improvise.

I am also getting married to someone, it is somewhat arranged or being kept secret though I think I am happy enough with her. It could be that I have met her on the internet.

We are walking across a narrow bit of water, over to two girls. They want beer and Daryl tells them that he can provide that so we go back and get them. We start with giving them half a crate in a cardboard box and talk about the fact that we can get them more if needed. They would like that and I am supprised they haven't asked for the price yet.

There is a magician and he is sort of demonstrating an aldo cardtrick besides the point that he does not include someone from the audience or use a full deck. The instruction goes on how math is used to complete the trick. However he is always in dialouge with the audience and he seems to slip up a couple of times although I have the feeling that it is intentional. Towards the end he is setting his sofa oin fire and asks someone to come and blow the smoke. I volunteer, but unfortunately I wake up as I am making my way behind the couch.

Notes: Haven't slept well at all over the past couple of nights. This one is no different as I spent probably half of my nine hours worth of sleeping on being eaten by mosquitos (Which inevitably lead me to move sleeping spots and generally being awake trying to fend them off).

Non-Lucid Lucid

28-08-10 I was in my grandfathers house on the floor reading. There is a girl next to me, actually my mother is also there, but she quickly leaves and I put my head in the lab of the girl and start stroking her head, at first she finds it nice, but then say I should stop it, so I do. I am trying to go to sleep. At one point I see Djana (home town friend) and her sister standing outside the door I go to let them in, oh yes that is right it is New years eve, how could I forget, Don't be lame and spend it alone like last year! I go up to see what is making that noise in the kitchen it is my mum making coffee. We gather around the table for dinner I look out and I swear that I can see some sort of weird distorted daylight, I talk about this with my uncle who tells me it must have been lights from the car, “What, that somehow generate enough energy to illuminate the planet in daylight!?”

I am not sure if I wake up or there is just a shift in the dream..

Next dream I am watching Yes Man (haven't seen that film so pretty sure it is nothing like it). I see Jim Carrey come strolling in an office, he is stopped by his secretary who is completely naked, hang on is she actually really naked, I look again, closer yep she is naked small perky breasts and a neatly trimmed landing strip, nice! I follow Jim as he thinks nothing of this and continues in the office. He is talking to someone, he gets interrupted by his secretary, chess! Anyways I notice that people are somewhat out of phase and only Jim can see in both phases. There is a shift he is going somewhere to do some carpentry, now as Sam from True Blood, he is in the service of some lord, who likes having well built partially naked men around, Sam runs out and I follow.

same as before..

I was in a train, actually more like a subway train and was very suspicious that I was dreaming. I am escaping some terrorists led by John Travolta in the setting of that recent film I saw something about train 123. After the train is split in half and an explosion is tearing through the station I wonder why the windows of the train don't get damaged. I manage to get away and go through a door that leads upwards, but still look like the door that is connecting trains. I go up jump through a couple of windows. When I find that at the top of the stairs there is a last door that leads out through another moving train I decide that is RC enough, I am defo dreaming. I run upwards through more stairs and shoot some terrorists with the AK47 that I apparently have just received. I make sure I really use my vision and touch some bags on the way up to stabilise. I quickly grow bored of playing action movie, I have stuff to do! I fly upwards through the walls, ground everything, man I am so pleased I discovered how to do this! Oh oh.. now I have to think of a scenario where I want to reappear, I am bad at this (stupid idiot, you have just made sure you can't do it >.<). I come out in pretty much HH land loads of flickering lights and fragments. but I am still in a dream, the closest I come to an actual dream scenario is some grassy land in front of Taj Mahal, that seems drawn by a school girl. Can't handle this I wake up, hang on a minute.. wake up, this doesn't feel right. There is something on my sheet which is a picture of an old school no signal screen they used to put on at night time.. lets see if we can find one.. there..

Now in the dream there are loads of small coloured squares in the version I saw, and in fact there were loads of coloured squares all over the shop. So I quickly pay close attention and make sure I spot a red, blue and yellow. I jump out of bed, am I still dreaming? it is starting to feel very realistic! I look at my hand, oh that looks normal... wait.. is my index finger growing shorter? ARGH, that is some scary mumbo jumbo that is, stop looking at it and jump out the window, yes lets do the classic exit without breaking the glass stunt I have grown fond of. My friends are outside, quite impressed with the leaping through the window and me weakening gravity to land elegantly, what did I have to do again? BAH can't remember my personal goals, lets see if a noob like me can do a unicorn!

Hmm the last time I was on this street some crazy things happened if I looked to the left, Left it is! Oh would you look at that there are a couple of beige (can you describe a horse as beige?) horses. Unicorn I shout in a seductive shout (a tone that sounds a bit like if you were a large cat shouting for the mouse to come out from the hole in the wall). I fly around the corner and turn right, I see a gathering of horses and a lot of shops around. Damn it I don't want to make a unicorn, would be cheesy to copy Nomad's move, at least I think it was Nomad who slapped an Ice cone on the head of the horse. Bah, get practising Vester, I turn around and see two white horses coming out of the cinema, this will have to do. Right “Unicoooooorrnn!” Nothing is happening I shout again, Out comes a White glowy horse, with a purple mane and a horn on it head, chess! Damn though, you are going to look like an idiot on dreamviews for spawning something that looks like it came out of “my little pony” don't care, lets get to ride it, the unicorn goes behind a car and comes out in human form “DAMN YOU!” “actually you are one stunning red head!” I jump on her back, pretty sure that getting a piggy back ride from a unicorn in human form won't count(haven't even read up on if this is possible in mythology surrounding unicorns), screw it maybe I can trick her. “You are very beautiful, even in your horse form!”. She seems insulted being put in the same box as a petty mortal mammal used for transportation by humans and say “stop mocking me” “Oh sorry I meant Unicorn, you are a very beautiful Unicorn” She looks at me teasingly and I wake up.

non-dream non-lucid

21-08-10 I was in Merlot's (yes the bar from true blood, ) with my friend, colleague and soon to be neighbour (first time I dreamt of him, couldn't do anything about that ). He was getting a lot of attention from all attractive women in the bar (I hate him!!!) except one, a red haired girl that seemed to go blonde over the course of the dream. She on the other hand kept smiling at me and I smiled back, but didn't do anything else. She told Daniel she had to go back to Max, her presumed boyfriend. At one point I get a message from an unknown number and I know it is her, it is an animated film about a small blue man that lives in the wall like a mouse. The text after the film says “This is Max ”.

After almost being sucked into another dream about a small dog that lives in the same wall as Max, I get called back to the first by a scene where someone is stealing the tip money (very similar to the last episode I watched). Two friends of mine (random DCs) and I run through town to find Claire (An English friend of mine) and it is quite obvious that she has taken the money. We run through the city which has a cross between Barcelona and Copenhagen feel to it. We find Claire at a café with a stack of money on the table and a couple of notes she has quickly dropped in a half full pint. I pick up the notes and put them in the stack. One DC want to take some of the money and claims it to be finders keepers, another want to set up a recurrent business. I tell them it is all going back and the DC with the business plans asks me “Who put you in charge of our ethical considerations?” “I did!” I reply and start heading back to the bar.

When we get back Claire is at the bar serving a pint, she seems anxious and I know this is because of our return. Sam gets up and I give him the money. He calls me and another DC into his office, and this DC transforms into the aforementioned woman. We have a bit of a mouthing and the woman is acting like bitch. To wipe her smile of her face I go to slap her, although I have no intentions of carrying through Sam grabs my hand behind my head. “I had no intentions of doing it you know?” He explains how she has been through a lot with his brother and how she has now had to move out, so even if I had slapped her it wouldn't have been the worst that could happen to her (!?!?!?).

The woman starts to make serious moves on Sam and he can't resist it. I close my eyes as I don't want to see. Devious tramp I think to myself, before my idea about her turns into “Succubus!”. I keep standing there as they are blocking the entire office until the woman makes small room and says “scoot”. I grab the door and the wall and swing my lower body over Sam's legs in order to get out. The last thing I say is “Oh btw, she stays!”. “Who her?” Sam replies “Claire, you idiot!!” I reply, “She stays or I go” (somehow I now have a working affiliation with Merlot's). I feel like Claire deserves a second chance. I go out of the office and over to the bar and over to Claire. She is blushing as I approach and I can feel how uncomfortable she is becoming, I kiss her on the cheek grab my dream journal and start walking towards an empty part of the bar. Claire calls “thanks” in a questioning tone of voice and as I can hear she doesn't want to let it go right away, I turn around and send her a smile. She smiles back and resume her work.

As I am walking towards that empty place in the bar to write my dream journal, a woman calls me and smiles at me. She is quite large and she tells me she wouldn't mind kisses either. I send her a smile and carry on with my route. I wake up.

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid

I finally had a long detailed dream that I recalled last night. I also recalled my first dream of the night pretty clearly. Hopefully my recall dry spell is over! Fingers crossed!

True Blood

I was Eric from the TV show True Blood. I was being hunted by Russell Edgington, also from True Blood. It was dark and I was outside in some kind of hedge maze. Russell was floating in the air, laughing. He was taunting me and had sent a really big pig to kill me. For some reason I was afraid of the pig. I killed it. I was trying to lure him in to a position where I could kill him, but he was wise to it.

School Romance?

I was a teenager. I was in some kind of bar or diner. It must have been a school trip because I was with my old school friends and there were lots of other people from school there. There was a girl with some of her friends there too. Somehow nobody in school knew her name. She was seriously cute, blonde, and had a certain innocent look about her.

To make it clear at this point, the girl isn't a real person but a concoction of my imagination. I'm thinking it's a mix of two people from reality, although her appearance it totally unfamiliar to me.

I told my friends that I was going to chat her up and get her to tell me her name. I went over and spoke with her. I was asking her questions and go the impression that she wasn't shy but just didn't like to tell anyone anything about herself. The only people at school who knew her name were her friends apparently. I said that I'd try to guess her name and I'd bet her that if I could get it on the first guess I'd get a kiss. Surprisingly she agreed and said I could have 5 guesses.

Somehow I felt confident that I knew her name. So I listed off 5 guesses. The ones I recall were: Emma, Claire, and Sarah. It turned out my first guess was right, much to her surprise. A bet is a bet, and I won the kiss.

The scene changed and we were travelling back to school on a coach. I was still chatting with Emma as we pulled up outside school. I asked her where she lived, and she just happened to live in a house right across from school. Anyway, I said goodbye and departed to catch the bus home.

I think there is a piece missing here that I don't recall.

I was at school in a room that was a hybrid between a science lab and the food tech. classroom. I entered the room, and it was dark. It was hard to see. There was a bug flying around. The teacher, who I couldn't really see, said it was dangerous. Everyone was looking around. I felt something crawl in my ear! I started freaking out and tipped my head to the side trying to get it to come out. The lights came on. It fell out of my ear. It was a small piece of blue plasticine. Behind me, N, was laughing. He told me that he had thrown it inside my ear. I felt stupid but was impressed that he was able to to that from such a distance in the dark.

I was back at the entrance to the same room. It was light now and I was showing up for a lesson. I got the sense it was either a new room or it could have been the first lesson of term or something, because I was thinking about where to sit. I knew at this point that I was now dating Emma and wasn't sure if I should sit at the same table with her or not.

It was the kind of classroom where there are large tables that fit about 8 or 10 people around them. When I was at school it was pretty typical for any science, technology, or art subject.

Anyway, I was with some friends and we went and sat at a table. I was sitting next to T, who annoys me so much. Emma enters the room with a friend and sits at the table with us.

The lesson isn't so much a lesson but some kind of weird assignment is being handed out. Rather than simply printing it out though it was being dictated. I, as per usual, wasn't really paying any attention to anything much. I realised I didn't have a clue what was going on. I also felt like since, as per usual, I hadn't been in school for a while I had totally missed out on something that was happening. I was trying to copy off of the people next to me, but I couldn't really figure out their handwriting. I was also struggling to write myself. It was really weird, because the assignment was to fill in some complicated insurance forms. It seemed as dumb in the dream as it seems writing it now.

Things started to get more random. T, who was was sat next to me, was also sat at another table across the room. I raised my eyebrows in surprise and so did he. Then he started moving his eyebrows in to strange patterns. N started telling everyone that he had actually graduated from school at age 14 and that he was super intelligent. It was all a bit pointless and then I woke up.