Thread: Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness

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The dry spells only make the non-dry spells even more exciting. Even if I don't have a lucid dream, I still think my "normal" dreams are awesome. It's a surprise every night.

8/24/08

I may have had a dream, but I'm not sure. All I remember is that I was in my friend's kitchen. Although this morning we did find a pizza in the oven, with the oven almost on (temperature set, but not started), but one of the stove burners was on and there were chicken nuggets still in the box on the counter. Luckily we managed not to burn anything, but neither of us remember even deciding to make food after getting back from the party.

8/25/08

I didn't remember any dreams this morning. Although my mom did wake me up way too early, which resulted in me laying in bed trying to get back to sleep for 2 hours... not good for recall.

8/26/08

I remember bits and pieces of a dream about the testing of some new kind of protective suit. Someone was wearing it and allowing themselves to be exposed to extreme heat and electricity. Just before the final electric shock test, the guy in the suit suspected that he may not survive the testing.

8/27/08

Something about computers. I know I had dreams that made sense, but all I can remember is it had something to do with computers.

My recall is lacking lately. Hopefully I'll have better luck tomorrow!

8/28/08

Pigeons vs. Geese - A group of friends and myself are all swimming in a huge lake. The edges around us are sheer cliffs, at least 20 ft high. It's really sunny out and warm, even in the water. The sky is a very real looking sky blue. We're all swimming randomly, or treading water for a while, when we decide to rest somewhere. We swim over to a group of rocks, just above the water, but with more barely submerged. I sit down on one that's under the water so just my shoulders are above the water line. It's so relaxing. The others find random places to sit as well.

I look to my left and see Erica still swimming, but further than we originally were. There are a few pigeons swimming around her like ducks and she is playing with them by splashing them. They use their wings or fly into the water to splash her back. Then one of them flies towards us, goes over our heads and off to our right, where a group of geese are in the water. It kamikaze attacks one of the geese, causing it to honk and flap its wings angrily, then the pigeon flies off.

I look back to my left, and Erica is swimming over to us. She almost makes it to the rocks, when another pigeon attacks the geese causing a similar honking and wing flapping reaction with multiple geese this time.

Hairy Car - It's dark out, but there's just enough light to still see. I'm on top of a hill overlooking a large body of water with Sarah. I have 3 rubber / foam disks that I am throwing into the water with a side arm throw. There are two dogs, and a cat, that are retrieving these for me in some kind of group animal fetch. To my surprise, the cat can swim faster than the dogs and seems to enjoy this game of fetch. After a few consistent throws into the water, I start to have trouble controlling where the disks go. Some land just 10 ft away, while others go the normal distance, but way off to the left and don't even make it to any water. I then try throwing overhand, and my consistency is back.

It starts to get darker, and I can no longer see where the disks are landing, so Sarah and I decide to head back inside. We're walking along a dirt path that leads to some wooden stairs up a steep part of the hill. Just when we make it to the stairs, a group of younger kids that Sarah knows comes up behind us and starts asking random questions (not DCs say the most random things - questions, just the normal random questions that no one cares about). Sarah tells them what they want to know, and they follow us up the stairs.

Suddenly we're going into this room with a 3 person couch, and 2 chairs. I sit on the right side of the couch, Sarah sits to my left, and everyone else takes what seats they can find. We end up with 4 people on the couch, and 2 people sitting on the floor. It's kind of crowded. I notice there is a TV on in the room, but that is the extent of what I notice about it.

Sarah says we have to leave, and tells me to follow her. We go outside, and now we're in her driveway, and it is light out. The sky is solid white from the clouds, and it's almost cold enough to need a sweat shirt. She tells me that the cars are done getting new carpeting installed so they can drive again. She and her friend get into her car. There are no back seats, so I walk to the second car where her mom is in the driver's seat, and her brother in the passenger seat. I get in the back right door, and sit down, looking over at Sarah through the window. I can see she's talking to her friend and laughing.

I look around at the interior of the car, and I notice that all the seats, and the floors are covered by a lot of little white fibers sticking out about half an inch. They look like hair. The seats themselves look really cool, the fabric is gray with an abstract red and blue pattern vividly on it.

Excessive Use of Force - I'm working at some department store, and have a bulky radio strapped around my waist. A customer comes up to me and asks for help finding something. I ask some girl through the radio if she knew where it was. She tells me to come to the other side of the store. Before I go anywhere, I try to adjust the radio so it's more comfortable. I move it to my right side, but then the clip is uncomfortably against my stomach. So I then adjust the straps to move the clip part to the left, while keeping the radio on my right. I notice I'm holding a half full beer, so I finish it, then start to walk to the other end of the store.

While walking down the aisle, I run into a group of friends, with Ben in a wheel chair. I can see his foot is in a cast so I ask him what happened. He tells me, "We were partying at my house and the cops showed up, so I went over to them and they put me into a foot lock and wouldn't let go." I can imagine this happening and it sounds very painful. We walk through the store together until we come to a double doors at the other end. Myself, Ben, and Shawn go through the doors and find a gymnasium with workers fixing random parts of it.

Shawn takes out his camera phone, and adjusts the zoom so he'll be ready to sneakily take random pictures of them without them noticing. I see him quickly take one of a guy on a ladder, fixing a vent 30 ft up the wall. That reminds me of the funny pictures I have on my phone. So I take it out of my pocket and go to the menu. Then media, and then pictures. But before I can show him any, my alarm clock wakes me up.

8/29/08

Last night, I was out drinking with friends and ended up going to sleep around 4 am. When I woke up, I remembered at least 3 really cool dreams. But I had mixed some bad alcohol, so my stomach wasn't feeling well at all. I decided to go back to sleep so I wouldn't have to feel like I was going to puke.

False Awakening - I wake up in the room I'm supposed to be in to my friend's voice. I open my eyes and the room is exactly how it actually is (as far as I can tell). There's a yellowish curtain over the window so the room has kind of a gold hue to it. He pulls out a bag of weed and starts to pack a bowl. It doesn't look like there's much left in the bag, and I'm still laying in bed. He says, "This is how Thursday mornings are supposed to begin." as he piles way too much into the piece. Suddenly, there's a lot more in the bag, and he just keeps piling more and more on. He reaches in again, and pulls out a giant nugget to show me. He goes to put it back in the bag, but three good sized chunks fall off of it and roll onto the floor. He doesn't seem to have noticed, so I point it out to him that he dropped it.

There is now a soup bowl filled with cheese on the table next to him. He picks up the 3 meatball looking pieces of weed that fell onto the floor, and puts them on top of the cheese and passes me the bowl. I tell him, "It kind of looks like spaghetti and meat balls." </end dream>

Then I wake up for real and think, "damn, that would've been awesome if that wasn't a dream." I then proceeded to get a drink of water, and forgot my previous dreams. Although I remember that I did remember them for at least 5 minutes after waking up the first time. ...Interesting how that works out, I remember having dreams, but I don't remember what they were about.

8/30/08

I don't remember any dreams. Nor do I remember what I did in the hour before I went to sleep. In the future, I'm not drinking more than two 40s. You gotta cross the boundaries to be sure where they are

8/30/08 - 9/14/08 I moved back in to the dorms where I go to college, and classes started the second. I haven't been getting as much sleep as I probably should, and I have an extreme course load, so I've been slacking on remembering dreams lately. I plan on reversing that pattern however.

9/15/08

The Goat - I'm standing on a hill, looking off in the distance at some sort of half pipe type of thing. It's a sunny day, and no one else is with me. I go over to the half pipe and in the middle of it is a goat. I push against him and he runs up the side, then somehow dies and slides back down. This doesn't surprise me at all for some reason. Ignoring the goad corpse, I walk around to the back of the half pipe, and see a horse. It seems to be able to sense the recent death and rears up on it's back legs a few times while whinnying. I carefully step around him, trying not to get trampled or kicked. I then see another goat about 20 ft away. I go up to him and he takes a few steps away then stops. I give him a friendly pat on the head, then scratch his back.

And then my alarm clock woke me up

9/16 - 9/20 I woke up to two alarms at the same time, one of which was a tricky climb out of my reach. The whole hitting my head on the ceiling of my lofted bead combined with the loud noises is no good for my recall.

9/21/08

"Check This Out" - I'm outside at night time. About 30% of the sky is covered with thin wispy clouds. My friends I was with before I fell asleep are all standing nearby talking. I assume that I haven't gone to bed, but am just outside now (I was drinking). We're standing in a circle (well not exactly, but close) and I notice something in the sky right above Ben, directly in front of me. I look closer and see a flying saucer with a red light on the bottom of it fly through the sky, disappearing briefly behind the clouds, but reappearing moments later. I tell Ben to check it out, and point behind him, but he doesn't notice right off. I don't mention it looking like an alien ship, but just tell him that he should probably turn around and check it out. He turns around, then everyone notices it. My suspicions were confirmed when everyone in our group said at nearly the same time, something along the lines of, "Holy Shit! it's a UFO! [meaning alien space ship]". Up until now, it has been flying normally, and could be mistaken for a plane or something, only making normal turns. Once everyone notices it and our full attention is on it, it starts flying around erratically, changing directions so fast, that if any humans were on board, the g-forces alone would kill them. It then started to gain and lose altitude very fast, along with flying in circles. As it did these maneuvers, it looked like there were some tentacles or something flailing around the bottom of the ship in the red light. As the maneuvers increased in speed, the ship looked more and more like a blur of light dancing across the sky.

Now that I look back on that one, it would've been a great time to do a RC.

10/05?/08

My New Job :-( I am standing at the cash register at Hannaford, looking down at the belt on the table in front of me. It is filled with food, most of it fruits and vegetables. I have to look at each one and find the PLU number, then enter it into the register by hand. There are the occasional packaged items that are mixed in, which I pass by the laser scanner in a fraction of a second. But all the produce take so long to run through, because they don't have UPCs on them, and I have no idea what most of it is. All the tomatoes look the same to me, but they have to be correctly scanned in because of inventory.
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I had this dream consecutively, at least 5 or 6 times one night after my second day of work. Each time I awoke afterward trying to remember the names of produce. I never fully awoke enough to stop trying to remember how to punch in water coconuts before drifting off to repeat the same dream all night.

10/22/08

While failing to stay awake in class...
Books I'm looking through my fluid mechanics book, trying to find some equation but just flip through it without success. I give up trying to find it and then my mom is standing behind me. She yells, "Look in the back of the book, you're smarter than that!" in a humiliating fashion. I flip to the back of the book and find a list of page numbers under some heading that I was looking for earlier.

I've been getting less than 6 hours of sleep per night for a few weeks now. On top of that, I wake up with 3 very loud alarms, so my recall is struggling. Right now I've had a total of 5 hours of sleep since the night of the 19th and am thinking it's a good time for a nap.

10/28/08

Step Dad - I'm talking to my step dad about something. He seems pleased with me. We're about 3 feet apart from each other.

I don't remember what we were talking about, my alarms surprised me, and then I went back to sleep for 2 hours hitting snooze off and on.

I woke up to my phone ringing, it was my mom, and she said my step dad called her and asked if I gave my car insurance his address. Which was weird as I hadn't even called my insurance in months. And I don't know his new address.

11/03/08

Phone Nightmare - I'm at work, trying to cashier people through my line, but my cell phone keeps going off, and it is my mom, sending me random text messages. Every time I turn around after checking it, she sends another one. I keep thinking it's a call, and rush to get to it every time, only to find out that it is a text... from my mom... This frustrates me and distracts me from what I want to be doing.

11/05/08

While trying to stay awake during my fundamentals of electrical engineering class, I fell asleep multiple times, each time, entering a dream for a moment before my neck muscles relaxed enough for my head to fall, the motion of which waking me up.

~I'm standing in Brennans pub, filling up a cup with soda from the fountain. I notice a girl is standing nearby.

~I'm standing up, holding a giant blue freeze pop over my head, dripping the tasty juice into my mouth. Once drained, I push it up and bite a chunk off.

~I'm looking down at the frisbee I'm holding in my hands

~I'm walking past the electrical engineering lab doorway, and look inside to see a table in the first room up against the wall.

~I'm walking around outside, it's sunny out, I hear birds chirping, and see some fly past me.

~I see David wearing a green jacket, a bandanna type hat, and dreads, he's smiling.

~I'm walking past one of the physics buildings, with my right hand out stretched, feeling the bushes pass underneath it as I go by. It's dark out, but the road to my left is well lit by the lights.

~I see a blue, red, white, gray, and pink, spiral pattern slowly spinning in a glitteringly black background.

~I see a streak / flash, sort of like lightning, only more colorful, and in a completely black background.

After each one, I wrote down what I could right away. If I waited more than a few seconds, I would forget what the dream was about. None lasted longer than 2 seconds.

11/08/08

I woke up very fast, with 3 alarm clocks going off. I remember only pieces of what I dreamed.

Dream Fragment - Something about being late, but then having things work out where it didn't matter. "Bathroom sleeper" was written down, but I don't know why. It was a very relaxing dream, and I remember the color red.

11/10/08

4 hours of sleep, followed by 2 alarm clocks...

Everyone is part of the same thing. We're all one. This was shown to me clearly in a dream that is already fading.

11/11/08

Dream Fragment - Something about being late, but then having things work out so it didn't matter. The words, "bathroom sleeper"

Dream Fragment - I'm looking at my notes, going over the definitions and equations, correcting any mis-notations, saying them aloud to who I am with.

and now it's nap time :-)

11/28/08

No Worries - I'm in what I assume is my room. There is a blue tint to the light all around, coming in through the window shade that is pulled down. It's enough light to see comfortably, but it seems almost dark at the same time. Badger knocks over my hookah, and the coal rolls onto the carpet, where it glows bright orange after all the ash shook off during the fall and subsequent rolling. He begins to apologize after picking it up, but I tell him not to worry about it, that I don't mind small burns like that. He says something back.

Meat - I'm sitting in one of those meat coolers at Hannaford, the grocery store I work at, with my legs dangling out the front of it. I'm preoccupied with something, and there is a bright white light above me, lighting up the white inside of the case. My friends come by and offer assistance, but I refuse their help, as it is a personal issue that I then take care of myself.

11/30/08

Guitar Hero - I'm playing Ozric Tentacles from my computer for some friends, when one of them flies across the room and out of sight. I look around, kind of surprised at the speedy departure, and see her a few seconds later. She tells me she ran and jumped to the back of the crowd. I'm now standing on a stage that very closely resembles the guitar hero setup, only with real people, not animated ones. It is mostly dark in the room, with random colored lights and some fog in the back. I decide to try jumping to the back as well. I take a few steps to get some speed and jump, but only fly about 20 ft before landing in the crowd. I look for Sarah, but she is no where to be found. The crowd is filled with people I know from school, and there is now rock music playing. I can't see who is playing it, but I recognize the song. I struggle to squeeze my way through the crowd, but after a few minutes, I start moving with the music, and flow easily through the crowd. It is a crowded crowd, with so many people, that I couldn't fall to the floor if I tried. At one point, I lose my balance, but am held up by everyone around me being so close together.

12/01/08

I may have the order slightly off, but all of these dream memories were connected when I first woke up.

Tiny Papers - I'm in a room with M, and he tells me he has some good cid for really cheap that he's trying to get rid of. I hand him $20 and he gives me 6 tabs, ranging in size from a pencil eraser, to a large square band aid, nearly 20 times the size of the smaller ones. They have a brown and blue pattern on the back. I have no where to put them, so I place them in my hand, face up, and try not to drop them.

We're on our way to Ryan's now, and the papers are still in my hand, only I'm sweating so much, that they are soggy through and through. I begin to question when I will start to feel the effects.

Myself and 4 friends are walking through the woods along a dirt path to Ryan's, when the wind blows the tiny papers out of my hand and onto the dirt, face down. I look around for them for a while before finding them, nearly buried in dirt, with a layer stuck to the wet sides. I pick them all up, and easily blow / shake off the dirt. I am thankful that no one tried to snatch them up off the ground and steal them from me.

Now at Ryan's house, we're sitting on his couch, in front of a huge TV and entertainment center, with an xbox, and a bunch of DVDs and games. Someone says they see a snowboarding game, and being the one closest to the entertainment center, I look around for it. After searching everywhere I can think of, I come up empty handed, and ask if they really saw a snowboarding game. After getting directions and playing some hot potato - cold potato, I find it, under another game, not visible from where I was.

Nick asks Ryan if I'll be crashing at his house tonight, to which he responds, "I don't know" I tell them that I can't tonight, because I have an exam tomorrow.

I'm now at Hannaford, running the cash register, only instead of the normal setup, there are two rows of cash registers, about 6 registers deep, with no exit at the back, so people have to turn around and come out the way they came in, after paying. At this point, I reassure myself I can do my job fine, even with such contact with the papers that are now in my pocket. 11:00 rolls around, and I sign off the register, but mistakenly switch it to a weird mode that doesn't allow people to scan items or pay for them. My old gym teacher walks past me as I'm leaving and I tell her about what happened, but she is too busy to help and walks out a door, and down some stairs.

I look back at the 2 rows of registers and see that it's in a large walkway, connecting two buildings, with large glass windows on both sides, and a sloped glass ceiling, letting in the gray light from the cloudy sky outside. Directly in front of me, I see the brick wall where the walkway ends, and my register is located. I decide to go back down there and try to fix it. I press a few buttons and switch to a few different register modes, and then leave, as I get the feeling I am supposed to meet up with my friends right after work.

I'm walking down the street, in what is now a dark night, past some well lit buildings, on a brick walkway that slopes downhill into the main town area. I enter a bar and immediately notice two cops inside. Before I can take even two steps, I am told that they can't sell alcoholic beverages to me. I ask, "what about non-alcoholic beverages?", and am sent away empty handed. I think, "wow, they definitely won't have many repeat customers" as I walk across the street towards a path through the woods.

I come up to a lightly populated residential area, with a bunch of nice houses, all spaced out evenly, with driveways and garages. It is light outside again, although the sky is still a light gray. I go up one of the driveways, and past an SUV where I run into my mom's horse and goat. The horse, "Trigger" is tied do the garage, and the goat, "Barney" is free to run around, but is wearing a bright orange hunting vest. I greet both of them and give each a gentle pat on the head before going inside the house.

I am now sitting at a restaurant table with my ex-girlfriend, and we are waiting for our food to arrive and talking about something. I hide the tiny papers under a menu for now, out of sight of the waitress and Steff, but I keep my eyes on them to make sure they don't go missing. The waitress comes back, and now the papers are inside a napkin that is on the table, along with 3 other napkins, all of which are crinkled and look used or are wet. The waitress attempts to take all 4, but I quickly grab the one with the cid in it, and tell her, "I'm still using this one." to which I get a strange look as the waitress stands there for a moment before walking off.

12/02/08

Fight or Flight - Me and about 3 friends are in a small room, in the same building as a bunch of other people we were hanging out with. In this small room, there is a desk, a window, and a door, also with a window. We're about to do something, when an old woman knocks on the door's window and asks us to unlock it and let her in. We notice there are 3 people with her, and point her towards the unlocked, open door to the left. She disregards our directions and continues to knock on the window. We again point to the left and shout, "Go around!" Now a threatening looking man knocks on the window and pleads with us to please let him in, as he has something for us. At this point we become suspicious as to why they insist on coming through this door and not the front door, so we again tell him to go around. This upsets him and he tells us he's going to smash the window and when he gets in, we'll be sorry we didn't open the door for him.

He punches a hole in the door's window, just above where the door knob is, breaking an arm sized hole in it. As the glass breaks, my friends bolt out of sight, back into the group of people we were with in the main part of the building. I watch the window, thinking, "that must've hurt, punching the glass out like that, I wonder if he cut himself on the glass." But also run once I see his hand reach through the hole.

I run down the hall and out the door. Looking to my right, I see the man with his hand through the door, holding the door knob, to the now open door, and a gun in his other hand. The old woman is no where to be seen, but 2 other men are behind him, giving me mean looks. I run straight ahead, in between some cars, and turn away from them. Continuing down the nearly full parking lot, I don't see my car. I think, "I know I parked it over here somewhere." and a few spaces away, I see the back end of my car sticking out of one of the spaces.

I quickly use the key pad on the door to unlock it, and jump inside. I struggle to get the keys out of my right pocket, because I have a nasty cut on my right hand that I try to avoid rubbing on stuff that might reopen it, such as tight pockets. With the keys now in hand, I then struggle with the ignition, unable to get the keys in it a few tries in a row. I then think, "This is how people get killed in horror movies, they fail to start the car, even when given ample time to do so, panicing until the pursuer has time to approach the car and open it up." So I calmly put the keys into the ignition, and start the car right up.

Not looking to see how close the man with the gun is, I put the pedal to the floor, and speed out of the parking space. Now in motion, I glance to my left, and see him running towards me. He yells, "You won't get far, I slashed your tires!" to which I yell back, "I know where a place is to get that fixed." He yells back, "I'll see you there then, there aren't that many places to fix a flat around here."

At this point I start to panic, and duck down in my seat a little, in case he fires the gun at me while I'm driving off. He doesn't, but it's better safe than sorry. I'm now in a familiar part of town, on a familiar stretch of road, I've driven on many times before. Although not with flat tires.

In an attempt to prolong the life of my rims, I turn onto the grass next to the road, and drive there until I see a bridge and on ramp coming up ahead of me, leaving no space for grass on the side, but instead a curb begins small, and increases to about 2 ft in height as it goes towards the bridge. I swerve back onto the road while the drop off is still small, and continue the few hundred feet past the bridge to a gas station.

I pull into the gas station, and notice a gas truck on the far left, with the driver opening up a panel in the parking lot ground, holding a large hose. I assume he's filling up the main gas station tanks, a risky business. To the right side of the pumps, there is another man, filling up his vehicle, while taking up all 3 pump spots. There is a space in between the two pumps, big enough for a motorcycle to fit through, with pumps lined along the inside, but their hoses are a tangled mess that blocks the way. I pull my car around the gas truck, to the back side of the pumps, further from the road, and back my car up to the pump.

I get out, and insert the pump into the gas tank, clicking on the auto fill thing, so I don't have to hold it there, and take a few steps back to see if the man with the gun is anywhere nearby. Once I start looking for him, the guy who was filling the main gas tanks from the gas truck reaches into his jacket and grabs a knife. He walks around me, both of us keeping our eyes on each other, but neither of us making a move.

I'm now in the library, sitting down at the end of some book shelves, with my cell phone, and I text my neighbor, Sarah, to tell her about how I almost died. She asks how? At which point I notice her sitting a few feet away from me. I begin to tell her, but then remember we have to be quiet in the library, so I begin to text some of what happened to her.

Vicious Dog - I'm playing a game similar to Fury, where you can pick between different styles of character, each with separate item sets and skills. There is a portal to use to enter battles with other players. I still have beginner items, and am a low level. There are also a few random creatures around outside the portal. I switch to the one that can stealth (go invisible) and begin equipping some of the better gear I have in my inventory, but as I do so, I realize a match has already begun, however I don't have any weapon equipped. I end up equipping scissors, and a pen, and rush over to help my team mate. We end up losing, and are then outside the portal again.

Now with better items equipped, I notice two wolves / dogs behind the portal, I mouse over one and see he's level one. I think it'll be an easy kill, so I stealth over, but then notice there is also a level 6, my level. I try to stealth up behind that one, but he turns to face me, and it is clear I won't get a surprise attack. Spamming the attack button, I end up hitting the level 1, and back off, pulling just that one away. I finish that one off, and return for the level 6.

Ryan tells me, "If you can kill that one, we can finally see what's behind the portal in that direction. Having played the game for a lot longer than I have, I wonder why no one else has managed to kill the level 6 dog.

I am now in place of the character I was playing, and reach out to grab the dog. He tries to bite me, but I grab him just under the jaw, so he can't get his lower teeth under my hand. He is a small brown dog, with very vicious looking sharp teeth, angry eyes, and half floppy pug style ears. I hear Ryan say, "be careful, that think will tear you to pieces." Noticing the viciousness of it's attempts to break free of my hold, and bite into my hand, I can't help but worry about letting him loose accidentally.

I tighten my hold, and as he tries to break free, wiggling all over, I follow his movements and end up holding him up against a wall, in a choke hold. Although this does not deter him one bit, as he still struggles intensely to rip me apart, but can't due to me pinning him in place. I get a better position, and he realizes his struggling won't free him, so he pees and shits everywhere. I don't even look down, although I feel the piss on my legs, I stare the dog in the eyes.

He then talks to me, saying, "I don't want to hurt you." I tell him I don't want to hurt him either, and let him down. He sniffs my hand and then licks it before running back to where he was originally behind the portal. I now look down and see big wet stains on my pants, and goat turds all around.

Ryan approaches the dog, but is immediately met with snarling and an attack position by the dog. He decides against fighting it. I walk past him, and he lets me pet him and scratch him behind the ears.

Shopping Cart Fun - I'm driving one of those electric motorized shopping carts along side a road, through the grass. There are large trees every 10 meters or so, with red mulch around their bases. I hit the throttle and get the cart up to around 20 mph, and have fun swerving around the trees like a slalom course. The grass is a little wet, and as I slide around one of the trees, I rip up some of the grass, and throw a bit of dirt towards the road.

After a few hundred feet of this tree-slalom course, my alarm clock wakes me up.

12/03/08

Amazing Night - I'm talking with all my friends about how people have a difficult time finding a person to love, and when they do, unimportant things such as physical appearance can get in the way. Then I mention something about finding someone who you're not only emotionally / personalityally attracted to, but also physically, and then you needn't worry.

After I finish saying that, I look around, and am outside at night, standing in a circle of friends, on some grass. It is warm out, and the sky is amazingly speckled with stars. To my left is Sarah. We make eye contact, and I grab onto her hand. She begins spinning me around her holding onto my hand. My feet are off the ground as I fly in circles around her. I tell her it's making me dizzy, but I don't want to stop.

Almost Porn - I'm in my room, looking up something for my mom on my computer, with her standing over my shoulder. I type whatever it was into the browser, but porn comes up. I quickly close out of it, but she notices, and asks why I closed it so fast. I tell her its embarrassing. She tells me to look up porn.

I do a search for BJs and some random video image of a battle ship and helicopters catches my eye. I click on it to find out more, and am then looking down over a miniature sized ship. I am no longer at my computer, but a few hundred feet above the ship. The sun and blue sky are reflecting off of the water behind it.

I'm now inside the ship, in one of the main control rooms on one of the upper floors. There is a balcony ahead of me, with someone I know sitting in a chair, with my cat in his lap. My cat is sleeping, and he is petting him.

In front of me is a spinning metal contraption, that looks like a large egg beater, only with more of those metal things, each of which looks like one of these: [ and is connected to a rod in the middle, with two bearings on the top and bottom. It has something making it spin faster and faster, but once it reaches a certain speed, it begins to wobble. The wobbling gets worse until it's so unstable, the spinning nearly stops, but then increases until it wobbles again. This process repeats a few times.

Just before it reaches the wobbling point, I touch the top bearing, which is a screw in a round hole, with my finger, applying enough pressure for the friction to slow the spinning, but I can't stop it this way. I then put my hand into the side of it, causing one of the metal ] things to hit my finger with a loud "clunk" noise, as it stops right away. I do this again, without injuring my fingers, or feeling any pain.

My mom tells me, "stop doing that." to which I reply, "I'll stop it with my finger." and then put my finger into it again.

12/04/08

Bouncing - I'm watching an animated plot of water temperatures around New Zealand. There is a white flow pattern around the islands, and I hear someone say that the water is just below the boiling point. As hot as it is, it is good for your health, both physically and spiritually. I think it would be good to check out exactly how hot it is first hand.

I am then in a bar in New Zealand, but have temporarily forgotten about the water temperature. I look around, it is an average looking bar, there are a bunch of people sitting around, talking, watching what looks like the weather channel on TV, and drinking or eating. It is dimly lit, and the majority of the walls and furniture are made of a dark wood. In the center of the bar is a square counter area, the middle of which is where the drinks, bartender, and cash register are enclosed.

There is a guy dressed in a track uniform eating something. Someone plays some sort of joke on him, which he doesn't get is a joke at first, but once he realizes it, he gets upset and starts yelling at the woman bar tender and acting like a big shot. Before he can say too much, 3 bouncers step into view from somewhere behind the counter and push the track guy back. One bouncer is doing all the pushing and talking, and is the scariest looking one. The other two are standing behind him, and occasionally helping push the guy back when he tries to fight back. They ask, "So you think you're tough?" as they begin to hit him with club like wooden sticks. The man tries to stay on his feet, but can't stay up with 3 of them pushing him down and hitting him. The main bouncer holds him down, while the others give him a few whacks.

The guy in the track uniform says something offensive to the main bouncer, which seems to upset him. He looks around for a moment, then pulls the man a few inches off the ground, and slams his head into the man's, one of the most brutal headbutts I've ever seen, as the man's head bounces off the floor. The bouncers make a few comments towards the man, but he is unconscious and not responding.

The main bouncer then stands up and looks like he's about to have a heart attack. He holds his hand over his chest and looks visibly upset, and begins to sweat. With a grimace, he and the other two walk away into a back room. I look back to where the track guy was laying, but he is not there. Near where he was, the door out of the bar is left open.

Giraff-o-saurus - I'm driving through a desert in the winter, in a jeep, exploring the terrain around me. I find a large open, flat area, surrounded by steep hills and cliffs. I'm on a tour through the area, but shortly find myself alone. I remember hearing how there are a bunch of smaller animals all around, but the plains are where the largest ones live. I get out of the jeep, and see my dad, who is in the flat area, almost around the corner of this giant cliff, at least 20 meters high. The sky above us is white with clouds, and there's snow on the ground. I'm wearing my winter jacket, with my hood on. My dad tells me about all the large animals around that we should be careful of. He goes up to the corner of the cliff, and before going out of sight, he stops and looks up. I then see an enormous giraffe / dinosaur come around the corner, and sniff my dad. It then comes up to me, and puts it's massive 2 meter long head up to my face and looks right at me. I can feel it's whiskers on my face, as well as its breath. It licks my face, and it looks friendly, so I'm not scared. I notice one of them standing right next to my dad, as I also notice I have my camera. I take a picture of him standing next to the massive creature, he comes up to it's knee.

My dad then tells me to be careful, as when they are in large numbers, they are known to attack people and eat them. A second one comes over to us, from around the corner, and then a third. They look at each other and make noises. They then start eying us suspiciously, so we decide to get out of there before more come by. Somehow, we end up going in different directions. My dad goes back the way I came in, while I set off on the direct route back to where I came from. I am quickly in unfamiliar territory, with a bunch of large rocks and hills all around, limiting my view of what could be nearby. I worry about what other animals may be out there. I look down at a contour map of the area, and find what looks to be a way back in the direction I'm going.

I'm now at a construction site, with the giraffe / dinosaur behind me. It's kind of like a brontosaurus, only white, with gray giraffe spots, a lot of fur, and a big, long, thick tail. Despite his size, no one has noticed him yet. My job is to watch a tube going into another tube, that sprays water into a hole, where there are some large machines making a lot of noise, doing what looks to be some type of digging activity. While holding the tube in place, I get the idea that I should take a picture of myself with this incredible animal. I have trouble taking pictures, as the "giraffosaurus" is too huge and too close for the picture to not look like me next to a gray wall. I worry about the flash and the red-eye settings bothering him, so I turn those settings off.

I unplug the hose briefly, and get a good shot of myself with the giraffosaurus, but everyone notices the water spill into what is now a flooded hole. I plug it back in and things continue functioning properly. Other people now notice the giraffosaurus and begin looking over and pointing.

Music - I'm in my car with my dad, about to drive somewhere. It is completely dark outside, with little to no visibility of anything outside the windows. I put in the Buckethead CD I had burned a while ago, that was in my car, and have heard a lot. My dad tells me, "Come on, I've heard this one already." To which I tell him to pick a CD from any of those in the two rows of them on my sun visor. He says, "Build to Spill" so I put it in and it starts playing. I immediately recognize hearing the song before, but it's a good one. I look outside the windshield and see nothing but blackness. The inside of the car is lit only by my digital dash board and CD layer, giving off a soft blueish green glow to the cabin of my car.

Previously, I had been too busy / stressed / exhausted and underslept to recall much of my dreams. But change is constant:

12/08/08

Waking up to two very loud alarm clocks after 6 hours of sleep left me not remembering any details of any dreams I had. I kind of have the feeling I had one in my memory just after waking up. However, in class, I fell asleep at least 16 times in the half hour left of class in which I decided to keep a tally of how often I was drifting off. Each time, I would fall asleep for no more than 2 seconds, during which, I would be in a dream. I wrote down a few of those scenes in my notes:

Driving - I'm driving in my car at night down the road near the pizza hut in Essex (a town I used to live in / drive through a lot). There is no traffic on the road. Ahead I see yellow traffic lights through the rain on my windshield.

Where was I going? - I'm walking into the bathroom in my dorm building, while holding my digital camera. I use my thumb to pop a plastic cover off of some part of it, while pushing open the door with my foot. I see the tiles on the floor, and the sinks directly ahead of me.

Rainbow - I feel my head start to fall, at the same time as that feeling of sleep comes over me, but as I am fighting falling asleep, I don't fully go into a dream. Instead, the left half of my vision becomes filled with a vividly bright rainbow of thick streaks of light. It is mixed with the rows of seats everyone is in at first, then that fades away, and all that is left are the colors for a moment before I am again awake and making another tally mark on my notes.