dream fragment

To preface this dream it's helpful to know that about a month ago, my good friend and roommate moved out and disappeared without telling anyone where he's going. That comes into play.

I'm at some sort of campus and I'm determined to find my roommate. I first go find his brother and ask him. I ask him what the status of my roommate is, and he replies "deceased". I sit there shocked for a moment and then ask him to elaborate. He tells me that he knows because he hasn't contacted him for a while. I tell him that my roommate hasn't contacted me since he left a month ago.

Eventually I decide to confront his teachers, hoping they might know something. I know that my roommate contacted them just before he left (something to the effect of "I'm not coming back") so maybe they'll know more. I go out on the front yard and all of the teachers are trying to use some sort of pipe to recycle. It's huge, black, and it's taking up the whole front yard. A little investigation reveals that apparently a corporate big-wig has made some sort of policy that the teachers don't like. I help clean up a little bit and go on to find my roommate's teacher. He is apparently that black guy from the Matrix.

I ask him if he knows at all why my roommate left and if he had any information on where he might be. He says that the roommate had increasingly sucky grades and had been planning to move there for some time. I tell him that's impossible because we were very good friends. We get into a bit of an argument. Then I stop because I realize I'm looking at effing Morpheus. And then I'm like "wait, this guy's in the Matrix".

I don't think I realized that I was dreaming, but I did realize that I could do anything I wanted. Possibly a result of the Matrix coming to mind. I don't know. In any case I start flying around. I can only go slow at first, but I start to learn to build up speed. I realize that I can't go too fast because I can't really imagine what flying really fast looks like, and I can't "render" my surroundings fast enough. Flying loses all coolness when you're just in a vague void.

There was a bad guy I shot energy blasts at, and I remember conjuring him from my imagination. Also, I was on a bed with some girl and we were playing a sort of board game. There were two different types of tiles. One required us to fight each other and the other type allowed us to make out. My mom watched, which was weird. Also, I seem to remember something about a Homestuck fan or something?

I am buying a new pet, but I'm not sure what kind I want, so I go to a pet store and the employee helps me pick out a new one. We sort them by category; mammals, reptiles, and birds.

Also, I am starting a new job after the old person fell through the floor or something. I'm going to be working with my current boss, but doing something much more legitimate than just taking help desk calls.

I've just moved in to college. I have a dorm room to myself that is very high up in an apartment building. For some reason, I'm really in to guns, as is my dad. In my room, I have a little porch that I can sit on with a chair, pool table, and a few other little things. It's shared with other people on my floor. I have 2 guns: a old repeating rifle, and a .22 caliber revolver. (I do not know anything about guns IRL, so I don't know if those terms make sense. It's just what I remember from the dream. I think I got them from video games) I leave to go do some things, and when I get back, the shiny silver revolver has been stolen. I ask around and the lunchlady (or janitor or something) says she might know who stole my gun. She hands me a picture with three ladies on it. They look like they're sitting on a park bench at night or something.

Someone suggests that I run this photograph through a computer so that it can identify the people for me. I know that this is nonsense. There's a few reverse image searches on the internet, but the probability that this random photograph (glossy, as if it was originally film) was posted on the web on a public site is basically nothing. But I run the picture through the computer anyway. I think it's hooked up to a police database or something. It comes up with names for all of the women. I then cross-reference these names with visitor records to the dorm, and find that they all came to the dorm a few days ago. I look up security footage for that day, and follow them around as best as I can. I notice that when they're close to my room, my gun is already missing.

So, then I go find the lady who was closest to my gun (by magic I guess?) and ask her if she's seen it. She gets nervous and says that she hasn't. I grab her arm, but my hand into her... umbrella and find my gun. I say that she's welcome to argue that this gun is hers, but I'll be confirming the registration, and I think that it will be a match to mine. She's also welcome to sue me for my methods of finding her, but she won't have much luck. After all, I didn't steal the photograph I used to identify her, and I used public resources.

Also, I remember going to my dad's house. He had a bunch of guns set up in the back of the house. Like 40 or so. Tons of boxes of ammo and stuff. I look around, find one that says "carbine" on it, and aim through the little scope. It's hard to see through it.

I also had another dream last night, but I only remember fragments. There was a huge sort of.. play pen complex. Kind of like those networks of tunnels and slides that you see at the kids section at McDonald's. I don't know what to call those. This thing is huge though. It's hundreds of stories high, and kind of inter-networked with an apartment building. I know that a woman lives up there in one of the glass domes that you can look out of, so I go trying to find her. I don't remember anything else about this part. Later I was exploring with my fiancee Alisha. We find a sort of ... dock thing. It's wooden and made out of that dark pine wood that docks are made out of. I think ships might have been involved.

Had a series of bizzare semi-lucid dreams during a nap. I say semi-lucid since I kept waking up and falling back to sleep, so it's difficult to say what of it was actually lucid and what was just my conscious imagination. I normally wouldn't even write this down, but I've been having a dry spell lately, so whatever.

The first fragment I remember is being on a road trip of some sort. That's literally all I remember. It wasn't lucid at all.

The second fragment is I was "in" Resident Evil 4. I was playing the re-release last night, so that's not particularly surprising. In the dream, the sort of "intel" woman that's on the radio tells me that I'm dreaming. The conversation took place in the normal game HUD that you see when having a radio conversation In any case, I'm not particularly surprised by this revelation. I ask her to keep reminding me, and if I'm ever dreaming again, to tell me.

I woke up then, and went back to sleep. In this one I was at a cafeteria, and a overhear a father talking to his son (I think the dad was John Goodman. Now -that's- unexpected). He's telling his son that the Binding of Isaac is an awful game and that is sacrilegious (true, I guess?) and encourages bullying (what?). Again, not surprising since I was playing that game literally 2 minutes before I went to sleep. This fragment wasn't lucid to my knowledge.

It was an long elaborate dream, but I forgot most of it until about 10 minutes after I woke up, so I'm just writing down the fragments I remember.

I'm in some sort of day camp where Mom has brought Oliver (our dog). He's going to stay there for a while. And there are muppets all over the place. Grover, Kermit, all those guys. A few of them are tiny. I remember them being very wild and unruly.

Also, I remember introducing myself to some girl that worked there, and some other guy was with me. I was... trying to manipulate her into doing something I think.

Just short fragment I had during an afternoon nap

Craig (a relative) starts to stick to things and himself. Like, he'd bend his arm and his forearm and upper arm would stick to each other. Eventually he sort of becomes an amorphous blob. He absorbs his whole family.

Weird.