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Dream 1 : Gotcha! But Not This Time!
Nonlucid
I was in a very short parking garage it was about a yard (meter) high. I felt like I couldn't stand and had to do everything on my side in order to move. It was dark and scary and when I came to the end these monster things wanted to fight me. That's when I remembered this place, it was a long time ago and I had a terrible time getting back out. So I reversed direction and moved back to the entrance. Every now an then a totally black glob thing came out of the shadows and slashed a sharp sickle at me. I would dodge him and just knew he couldn't out smart me. I remembered last time I was here he kept getting me and when I got out I was holding my gut with blood gushing out wondering how long I could stay conscious in order to get help and if I would even live. This time I slipped out easily and felt like I had passed some kind of test of my mind. Afterward I looked around and saw it was night and there was a will lit city around this place with a all Chinese people walking around it.

Dream 2 : Money In Your Face
Nonlucid
There are these 2 guys talking and I am holding a cashiers money draw that they take out from the registers. One guy is discussing something most and then he gets louder. Then he comes over to me and hits the draw up into my face but before it hits I wake up startled.


Dream 3 : Whirlwind
Nonlucid
I am at a dusty place where there is a whirlwind close by. I am not frightened at all and the whirlwind come to me. As it comes overhead I wake up realizing that my head was starting to whirl around in the direction of the whirlwind!

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in my school, walking through the back door with one of my friends. I've described the building a lot in previous dreams, but to make a long description short, it's basically a huge long atrium with light walls, and a glass triangular roof which lets in a lot of sunshine during the day. The floor is eggshell blue tile, and there are some light-colored tan brick pillars. At the back of the school there was a double door with huge glass panels so you could see through it. Once you got inside these, there was a mat and then another set of doors side by side.

We walked through each of these without pressing a special button - there is security on the campus and you have to push a button for them to open the door for you, but this wasn't the case in the dream.

As for my friend, she's the kind of goofy person who's always seen with food, whether it be mooched off of someone else or bought herself. I happened to be carrying a monetary bill of some sort, which I felt in my hand but never actually saw. It felt thicker than most bills. She stopped and said, "Puffin, can you get me a croissant?"

"Sure."

We started to walk down the atrium, past the classrooms with the closed eggshell blue doors, and then I suddenly had a croissant in my hand, surrounded by a folded napkin. It was a seamless change.

"Here." I gave it to her.

She replied, "nah, I already have one." There was nothing in her hand, though, nor anything to suggest she had bought one.

January 2, 2008

I ran into a store butt-naked because I needed some clothes. I had no money though either so I had to shoplift. Then I saw my basketball coach there and I was thinking to myself, Shit! If he catches me shoplifting I'm gonna be in trouble. Then I casually walked out of the store and he gave me a weird look.

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I'm driving my car, with H in the passenger seat. We are at a fast food drive-thru. H hands me a card to pay with. When I hand it to the cashier, she gives it back saying it's rejected. I look at it and see it's just a grocery club discount card, not a credit card.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

10.28.2010

Escape Underground (Non-lucid)

My sister says something about my sleeping habits.

- I think around this time, there's a view of my dark room.

Mad, I run away and into a dark underground place. I think mom yells after me, maybe I'm even chased after.

- Me and my sister find a store there. I see a baby shirt, one with a Dragon Ball Z design on it. I find a bigger one, though still a bit too small. Me and her find similar shirts (different colors) and we hold them side by side, but I don't think she would agree that they were the same.

- I've picked up this big glass design and am trying to align the bottom part with the stand it was on. I'm being careful, but I still end up dropping it. It's so fragile that it shatters. The person who was watching me heads towards me.

- I see a security guard by the door has been knocked out. He was trying to help me? He has glass on him, I notice as I head over and pick him up from under the arms to take with me. I enter a new underground place. It's dark, and I don't know my way, but then suddenly I do - a voice in my head? There's a way you can go around and miss anyone coming in. I circle around the people who are after me.

- Earlier: In the store, a boy was sitting at a table playing this game. As he played, he explained to me that you knock down mini trees using a stick(?) by finding their weak spots, which were brown patches. At first he didn't do very well, but got better as he went along. His dad, sitting across from him, nodded. The boy joked about something - his dad knocking big trees over with an axe or something.

- Earlier in store: I was worried about money - I only had a few dollars. I offered to get my sister's money when I got mine, but she refused. We weren't getting along in this dream.

- Jump: At this airport-like place I'm ready to get away, but I pass my sister who's coming up the stairs. She's wearing a purple shirt. I look away to the side as we pass. The scene repeats and we're both putting up our hair as we pass (me to try and change my looks; my hair was down and I was going to braid it).

She sees me, asks "Think you can get away?". I immediately leap into action by jumping off the platform onto the one below. About here is where I feel deja vu for this place (I think I know which dream it came from). I leap onto the next platform below. This scene reminds me of the scene on the Narada in Star Trek 2009 where Kirk jumps platforms; I did rewatch the movie that night. Also had a Star Trek dream before this one.

I'm worried about getting away, because now that she's seen me, she must have sent someone after me.

October 5, 2010

Synopsis: In the first dream I get a huge headache over money! Later, I'm at a movie theatre and become lucid. I try to fill my dream world with flowers, but a DC has other plans

I Can't Buy It!
My sister has conned me into buying school supplies for a friend. I don't mind at first when I think I'm just going to help her buy one item. But then my sister starts adding more items to the list, PROMISING my friend that I'll deliver! I get pissed and tell sis "I never made these promises, and I don't have the money to buy even half the stuff!". But sis doesn't listen, and adds perks to the list, including that I buy her lunch, and a cd for dad.

My head is reeling with math! The debit card and the merchandise don't add up! I woke up frustrated and upset that I felt too poor to buy anything.

Let the Flowers Grow
Me and my sisters are watching a movie. As if I'm still annoyed from the last dream, I sit farther away from the sister trying to empty my bank account. We got bored of the movie and leave before its even over.

Some how, just standing up and walking out of the theatre room made me lucid. I follow my sisters to the concession stand with a big smile on my face. I'm just having way too much fun admiring the carpet and the walls. I ask them

"What do you wanna do next?"

"Eh, nothing, lets go home"

Booo.....that sounds boring . I ditch my sisters by flying straight out of the wall! My dream had changed into a magical landscape, with curvy rolling hills and a castle. I proclaimed myself the queen of this world.

I looked at a pretty landscape in front of me, but it wasn't colorful enough. I know! I'll add flowers! I command the dream to add flowers. But nothing happens. I guess I have to do this the harder way.

I go up to a weird pipe like structure near me. It has little holes punched in. Perfect! I imagine little seedlings rising out from the holes, blossoming into beautiful flowers. It takes some concentration, but deep vermillion leefy plants rise up. They weren't flowers, but they were beautiful.

The moment I stopped giving them my attention, they would wither.

Oh well. I continued to try to make my landscape blossom. Most of the DCs were nice to me. Some of them even started attending to my flowers to keep them alive. Now my flowers are bright blues, rich purples, growing in odd places, even from vertical walls.

But one DC was a real jerk! He would follow me where ever I went and chop my flowers into little pieces

I try to fly away from him, so he can't find my newest flowers. But he was found me and my new seedlings. Finally I got fed up, I grabbed his axe and try to slice him to bits, like he did to my flowers! The axe cuts through him in three directions!

DC passerbys looked shocked and horrified!

But the axe goes right through him, as if he's air. He looks at me sad, as if he's insulted, actually insulted that I would try to hurt him! I try yelling at him instead "Stop following me around! Leave my flowers alone!"

"Okay, I'll stop following you" but then he seems to explain that that's what he does, that that's what he is. He is that which will chop down my blooms.

He stopped following me around, but remained and indestructible presence in my dream world. I lost interest in growing my flowers, I didn't want to see anymore chopped up.

As my dream starts to fade away, I notice mole-people working hard round and about the castle. I felt bad for them, so I call out to them at the last few stable moments of the dream that they could stop working! They hear my voice, but can't see me, and the dream becomes black.

I wake up. I turn over, and that's when I notice shadows. There were shadows on the ground, silhouettes. The shadows made it look like there were people on my bed. I get really creeped out and quickly end the FA.

BTW, not sure if this relates or not. But today (10-7-10) I visited my garden in horticulture class. I just recently planted new seedlings. Every single one of them died, I have no idea why. Its really weird. They were planted in three different spots. Three different species. All dead

Switching Places
0649: D. Gotta work on my handwriting. I had half a page of notes but all I can gather is: Dreamed of switching places with a bum who looks like Cheech Marin. We're on some kind of country club? Somehow we have people fooled. I also remember having a strong deja vu during this dream. Like I knew it was a dream and I had dreamed this scenario before. When I woke up, I almost didn't write it down because I felt like I already knew it.

Jumbled Mess
0805: D. Dreamed of talking to Rachel about missing work. Something to do with taking Grandma to get her hair done. Then I'm eating cereal out of the bags at the grocery store?

Then I'm in the desert and I see Rachel walking along a path towards a baseball stadium. It's the Angels. I follow her. There are two friends with me but I can't recall who. As we get close, I see Joe Pesci. I say "Hi Joe!" as if I knew him. He replies "That's Mr. Pesci to you," but in a joking way like he knows me too.

Had to drive a friend to the airport. I was up for about 2 hours and returned to bed.

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1211: Arguing about dream?

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1239: Looking up "butterfly" in the index of a book. The book is about dreams. This leads me to that quotation in the book about dreaming of a butterfly or the butterfly dreaming of you.

Experimenting with some dream titles to break up the wall of text a bit.

0230: F. Two sentences of illegible notes.

Birthday Girl, Bro Code
0337: C. Even in a dream, I obey the bro code. I'm at a girl's birthday party. I came with Lance. It's indoors at a house. There are about a dozen people there. It's dark outside and mostly dark inside. Lance and I pull the birthday girl aside to give her the gifts, so the three of us are alone in a dark room. Lance forgot to bring a gift, but luckily I brought two. I say they are from both of us.

The birthday girl has short black hair. She's tall and pretty. She's wearing a dress. She opens the presents. One is wrapped in purple, the other in yellow. Yellow is her favorite color? I don't remember what the gifts are but she really likes them and is very happy. She starts making out with both of us. (Not the arrangement I had planned for my first threesome, but whatever) As things get heated, it's clear the girl is more interested in me. She pulls off my pants and ignores Lance. Lance gets up and paces around the room upset. He keeps saying "That's not cool." I stop her and get up. She wants me to come back. I leave with Lance.

Hell Is An Amusement Park Line
0510: C. I need to raise half a million dollars, fast. Maybe I'm in debt to a loan shark.

Scene change. I'm in purgatory. I guess I'm dead. I'm waiting in line to be judged to go to heaven or hell. The focus changes to someone else, like I'm watching the movie of some else's life. The main character is a man who died while trying to solve a crime. He's destined to go to heaven, but he chooses the go to hell instead. He hopes he can find more information in hell to solve the crime. I think that's heroic. His partner tries to stop him and says he's crazy. Our hero says he's from San Francisco. Somehow that makes sense to the partner and lets him go.

Scene change. Now it's hell. People come sliding down a big ramp into a large red cavern crowded with people. It's lit by flames and it's fairly bright. Our hero comes sliding down. The focus switches back to me in first-person. I'm already in hell when the hero arrives. In hell, everyone is standing in tight groups in little pens formed by metal railings. It's just like waiting in line for an amusement park ride. I'm standing near some elementary school classmates and they are talking on and on about boring stuff. I think, this IS torture. I think that's funny.

I yell to someone who just arrives down the slide. "Hey, I hope you can come up with the money, by the way. Just because I'm dead doesn't mean I don't have bills to pay. But it's not like I can do anything about it from down here."

Birthday Gifts, Annoying Ice Cream Girl
0716: C. I'm indoors in an unfamiliar place but I get the impression that it's my own bedroom in a house. Apparently, it's my birthday. I'm unwrapping presents. Most of the presents are children's toys like dolls and figurines. My sister gives me a new Blackberry. I walk across the room to plug it in to charge. Another gift is D&D-like role playing game. Hugh wants to play so I unfold the map across the floor. I remark how big the map is. It's about 6 feet by 3 feet.

Scene change. I'm in a outdoor mall in a food court. I'm wearing a blue shirt with faded white lettering that says "BIRTHDAY TODDLER." Everyone is gone except Hugh, but he starts walking away leaving me alone. There are other random people in the food court though. A girl from the crowd walks up to me. I'm not attracted to her. She says she want to satisfy some urges and then walks away somewhere, as if to go fetch something that she will bring back to me. I feel awkward. Another girl walks up to me. This one is attractive and I want to talk to her. She wishes me happy birthday. I ask how she knew it was my birthday. She says it's written on my shirt.

The first girl comes back and hijacks the conversation. The second girl walks away. I'm annoyed about that but I try to be polite. The girl has a variety of ice cream and she starts feeding it to me. She want me to guess the flavors and pick my favorite. I play along to be polite. The first one is dark cherry. The second is strawberry. There are two more that I haven't tasted yet. The next one is green so I'm thinking it will either be mint or pistachio. Dream fades.

0740: False awakening. I don't RC. I roll over to write in my dream journal about my last dream. I write something but I don't note the time. Then I wake up for real. I RC. I roll over to write in my dream journal. I think, wait! Didn't I just do this? Damn it! I write: "False awakening. I dream of writing in my journal."

Unstable DEILD
0811: D. Again, I'm in the food court of an indoor mall but this one is different. I'm with two friends but I don't recall who. We sit at a bench near the actor who played George's father in Seinfeld. But he doesn't say anything. A young blond girl walk up to us nervously. She says "Did you guys know there's a dance coming up?" We say nothing and she walks away.

Another group of girls comes and sits near us in the same set of benches. One attractive blond looks at me and says "Hi I don't know if you remember me." I don't but I guess just to keep the conversation going: "Did we meet last night?" She says no. "I'm on of the 'Real Players.'" I have no idea what that means. Then she starts talking about a family and farm animals. Scene fades.

I wake up and DEILD into a lucid. My view is totally distorted. It's like I'm looking at a blurry TV, off center and from an angle. On the TV it looks like Street Fighter and I struggle to recognize one of the characters is Guile. I turn my head to try to center the view. Instead, I enter a rocky tunnel. I'm floating through, like I'm being carried underwater. It's like in medical films when they stick a camera down a person's esophagus. I look at my hands and rub them. The view still sucks. Dream ends. I think, damn, another difficult scene. I guess I need to be more prepared to face anything that comes at me. Or maybe I just need to be patient and let the dream solidify before trying any control.

Yeye, it was a long time since I remembered a dream enough to write it down.

First there are some vague memories of playing trackmania with kim. Then I was playing (or experiencing) some other game that I think was oblivion. I was in a very dark hallway with a huge sword. Some undeads or something approached me and i had to slice them. Even though I was there myself, it did still feel as if I steered from a computer or something. For instance, I had to drag a mouse to swing the sword and it was somewhat difficult to time.

I proceeded through some hallways and corridors that were really dark with undeads here and there. Outside it was winter and really cold and windy. It was snowing those really small snow flakes that kinda stings your face when it is windy at the same time. The surrounding was quite different now and I had no sword or such. I walked around switching on lights to make it bright because the undeads wouldn't spawn then (lol i didn't realise before, but minecraft?). The place was some kind of apartment. Suddenly simon and some other friends that I can't remember was there. When I had lit up a part we said that it was a really cosy small apartment or something. It was a living room and some bedrooms.

I continued on to light more switches and realised that the place wasn't that small. I found a second living room with a really strange bass guitar hanging on the wall. I _think_ that I thought something like "Oh, that is a fugly bass guitar. It is only because this is a dream." or something but I didn't become lucid. I went down a basement (that I also lit up) and from there I found paths to the hospital culverts. I thought that was really cool because I have always enjoyed exploring the culverts. I saw a doctor that I followed. After a while I arrived at some kiosk thingy that were selling candy. I wanted to buy some. While standing there in queue, I took up my wallet to find two tio-kronor to pay with. I could only find one because my wallet were full of foreign money. Many were Australian, lol. I don't know where the other foreign money was from but many were really similar to tio-kronor and I never managed to find two.

Good night but a strange night. My cycles were about 60 minutes instead of 90. And for a period before the lucid, I was drifting in and out of sleep for about 5 minutes at a time. That's how I managed to count 5 dreams in only about 6 hours of sleep. I probably had 3 or 4 more tiny dreams that I didn't record. I think I would become a bit lucid in them and I would instantly drift into wake. I'd do an RC but I'd be in my bed every time.

0400: Finally asleep. It took me almost 2 hours, during which time I got up for a while and read.

0459: D. First cycle! But might notes are illegible. Here's what I decipher: Seems like I was asleep for a long time. I dreamed about my billy. I wants see if my buys construed. This is mad with me bran verses. Like my dreams are changed on my waterbed? Um yeah. No idea.

0559: C. I'm at a beach house next to a rocky ocean coast. Oregon, maybe. I'm outside. It's bright but just a bit hazy. I'm alone but I feel my father is around and that the house belongs to a friend of his who were are visiting. I'm using a laptop, paying bills. I have a physical letter that is some kind of offer to bid on a house for $200,000. I fill out the form online but stop to think before submitting it. I decide not too. My father walks out and asks if I'm getting an error on my computer. Something about "Phone recognized". He says it happens when you close a window. I close the window and see several error popup windows cascade across the screen and then close one by one. The owner of the beach house also comes out and explains they probably need to restart the router. We try to determine when exactly the problem started. But I hadn't closed a window while I was working so I only saw it after my father asked me to try.

0648: D. This was one of the really short dreams while drifting in and out of sleep. I'm on a computer. I'm programming while Alt+Tabbing back and forth to a movie. My sister sees the movie and is upset. Then the cat jump on my lap.

0730: D. I'm in the Daisetta house watching a basketball game. It's night outside but the lights are on inside. Lance is in the room, working on a computer. Both basketball teams are wearing red and it's confusing. I find this strange. I try to talk to Lance but he's focused on his work and isn't interested in the game. The game is important, like a playoff game. Lance gets up and put on a coat to leave. He's dressed for rainy weather.

0821: B. I'm driving home at night. I pull into the parking lot and Hugh is waiting for me. We talk about the plan for me to pick him up from the airport. I think, wait, aren't you supposed to be out of town? I'm picking you up, not dropping you off. This is weird and I become semi-lucid. But the parking lot is familiar and nothing else strange is happening. So I lose it. I walk to the elevator. There are a few old Asian ladies. One tries to talk to me in sign language.

I get on the elevator alone and head up to my floor. As it stops, I hear a creaking noise. The elevator slowly starts to tip over to the right with me in it, like a sinking ship. Oh, I'm dreaming. God I hope I'm dreaming. I stay cool. "This is my world and I can do anything!" As the elevator turns horizontal, I jump out and hover in the elevator shaft. The car falls to the ground. I'm looking in to the building and it's looks dark and damaged, like on Star Trek when they take heavy damage with smoke and broken pipes in the corridors. Three superheroes fly out of the corridor and hit me while I'm still hovering in the elevator shaft. This knocks we out of the building and into the dark downtown Los Angeles skyline.

My stability and control aren't great. I look at my hands and that helps a lot. I'm still flying. I look around and see rooftops and buildings below. This is cool. Now the three superheroes are zooming around and attacking me with fireballs. They are dressed in brightly colored tights, but I don't recognized them specifically. I think, "Am I the good guy or the bad guy"? Oh well. I fight back with my fireballs (they are blue today) and fire breath.

I try the flying backward somersault with mixed success. As I'm upside-down, my vision goes black and disoriented. I recover. I keep defending myself with fireballs. At one point, 5 mirror images of Spider-Man jump out and attack me too. I throw a Street Fighter Guile Sonic Boom.

False awakening. I'm in my own bed. I know I'm dreaming but I feel like I'm in my physical body. I can feel the sleep paralysis of my physical body. I look down and see my foot with distorted toes wiggling. I try to move my dream arms. I try to focus. Dream fades and I end up moving my physical arms.

Yet another LD cut short by my self-doubt about stabilizing. I've rehearsed my stabilization routine so many times that I think I've developed a fear that it won't work. Next time, I think I need to shatter that doubt. I'll say "This is my world and I can do anything." I will be bold and confident.

0010: Sleep. I daydream of Never. I think maybe if I take a nap in Never then I might enter the dream world. Nothing happens but it's pleasant.

0256: C. I'm in the SAV house. Mother and sister are with me. We are talking and worried about money. I'm planning to start college. In fact, I've missed the first day. My classes are already scheduled. We decided that I should go. Then we are folding laundry, but they don't hang my pants the way I like. I say this, but quickly thank them for their help. Sister tells me something about "action opportunities". I ask if I should accept the offers on campus to join research experiments for free pizza or money.

Then suddenly there are a few unfamiliar men in the room talking. One is old and dressed like a cowboy with a cowboy hat and long white beard. He talks about how he's such a good salesman. I explains that power is more important than position. If all you have is position, you are vulnerable.

0436: B. I am on my old college campus. I get there really early for the first day, before anyone is awake. I'm not really dressed or prepared. I have on an undershirt like I wear to sleep. I sneak into a dormitory to lay down on a couch in a common room. A guy down the hall recognizes me but I don't recognize him. His hair is messy from sleeping and he has a scraggly beard. He looks for a video tape in a pile. He says I made it years ago and it will prove that I was here before. I don't believe any of this and leave.

I keep looking at my blackberry where I have the times and room numbers of my classes. My first class is in a building called "NAS-ISI" but I don't know where that is. I don't have a map. I wander to the center of campus where there is supposed to be a big map. It's a cloudy, foggy earlier morning and there are lots of DCs walking around campus. A pretty girl, maybe the student body president, is talking on a megaphone to welcome people. A lot of people are wearing the same plain off-white hooded sweatshirt. I think there's a street vendor selling this sweater because it's cold (like selling umbrella when it's raining).

I can't find the campus map and I have enough sense to think this is weird. But not enough sense to become lucid. Instead I start wandering through buildings hoping to find it. I know the general direction of the engineering area so I think I'll probably find it. The buildings don't have hallways, just rooms. So I'm walking through classrooms where classes are taking place. In one, I accidentally bump a guy in the back of the head. I say "oops, sorry, very sorry" and continue walking. I hear him mumble, "you're not really sorry". I walk through a few other rooms and reach a dead end so I turn around. I go back through the same room and the same guy says something sarcastic trying to be funny and calls me "Smith". I say sarcastically back "You're funny" and keep walking. Again, I here him mumble "you don't mean that either." I feel so clever.

In another building I pass a classroom and see an old high school friend Chris. He wants to talk but I don't want to stop. I tell him I promise we can catch up another time. He says "we have an understanding" which I recognize as an allusion to an email I had sent him. I feel bad for not being friendly, but I keep searching for my class.

Yet another building is labeled as a church. Inside, a bunch of DCs are dressed colorfully and holding musical instruments. Through that building I reach an outdoor area that I think is the engineering area. The fog has lifted. I look around for a campus map again with no luck. Again, I think this is strange. I just stand looking around as people walk by. I feel hopeless and embarrassed.

0630: C. This was after a WBTB of about 45 minutes. I ate some bread, drank some apple juice, read, and journaled. I'm driving with my father on 2-lane highway out in the middle of nowhere. We come upon two wrecked cars in the opposite lane and stop. Maybe we hit something too? Father is looking at our own car. I walk over to the other cars. One is a old beat-up muscle car and the other is a like bank security van or maybe a military APC. It was a head-to-head collision and both cars' front ends are wrecked. An oldish man who looks like a trucker has the hood up and he's replacing the spark plugs. I think that's strange because it's not really going to help the situation.

Three or four DCs come walking up to the scene along the side of the road from the far direction. I think they must be from one of the crashed cars and went looking for help. I ask "Are these your cars? Did you go for help?" They say no and keep walking by. Scene fades.

False awakening. I open my eyes and I'm in bed. The color of the sheets is the correct brown but the light is coming from the left when it should be behind me. Also I don't have my sleep mask. I'm pretty confident I'm dreaming and am about to RC but I hear a voice that startles me. I look around the room. It looks like a hotel room. It's mostly dark. It seems bright outside but only through a think crack in the heavy window drapes. There's a man in the room. He looks like he's in the mafia. He has greasy hair, a tight black shirt, slacks, and a gaudy gold necklace. Have I been kidnapped by these men? I try to refocus. I can't move my left arm. I don't panic. I look at the ceiling and notice the texture. I feel the bed below me. I sit up and nose-plug. Things feel a bit better.

The man sees me get up. He's to my left near the open door. He looks like he's about to leave. I think I see another man, similarly dressed, in the hallway outside the door. The first man warns me not to leave. I say I'm just going to use the bathroom. I get up and I'm only wearing underwear. I walk to the bathroom to my right while the man leaves and locks the door. I touch the walls. The dream is moderately stable but I'm worried I will lose it if I don't do more to stabilize it. In retrospect, it was probably the worrying that was causing the instability.

I'm in the bathroom and close the door. I say "stabilize, sharpen, clarity." It seems to be working. I think of what to do next when the shower catches my eye. I imagine warm water running over me. Would that help stability? Or would that make it worse? Maybe it would get foggy and blurry. (I wish I could go back into that dream just so I could slap myself in the face.) I decide not to shower. I start to walk out of the bathroom but I have no plan. I only feel the worry about stability. Dream fades. Tried to DEILD but no luck.

0945 C. I think this dream was longer but I don't recall the first part. This is obviously some residue from the day when I watched a Dane Cook comedy act where he did a bit about The Price Is Right. I'm in my own apartment in the middle of the day. I'm watching The Price Is Right but I notice the set looks wrong. The backgrounds are dark blue and The Big Wheel is smaller and also blue. It looks like it has glitter all over it. I remember thinking this was strange, but not enough to become lucid. A woman spins The Wheel and wins a bunch of money. She gets excited and jumps around. On the set near The Wheel are two soda vending machines, one Coke, the other Pepsi. The woman pushes a button on the Pepsi machine a few times but nothing happens. The show cuts to commercial.

The commercial shows a futuristic Pepsi machine. A hand gets a cup, fills it with soda, then holds it under a spout that shoots out cold bubbles. A male narrator is talking over the images. I don't remember everything he said but at the end, it's a Coors ad, not Pepsi.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I have to stop going to bed so late, my recall is suffering...

In this dream, I was on a computer. I was sitting in a chair inside some form of wooden cabin sunroom, and I was working on a website. The page looked normal, but there was a big fat bar at the bottom, like the status bar in Internet Explorer but thicker and had a number in the lower left corner. It was currently at "0.00", probably gauging money or something.

I closed the page I was working on, and the number changed to "-44.00", as if I were in debt for closing the page! I looked away to get something, and the number changed once more, becoming somewhere in the -200's. I remember flipping out because I didn't have the money to pay, and my mom would be so mad at me if she were to find out. What would I do?

So last night was just one after the other craziness. It was like a film festival of five minute short films.

First thing... I'm in like a front yard of a house out in the country, but I feel like it's a video game I'm playing because I have a pistol in my hand and I keep trying to reload it like how you reload your gun when you're playing the arcade game "House of the Dead" by just pointing your gun down for a second. But it's not working. When I finally get it to reload, the bullets don't reach the target I'm aiming at. They just sort of fizzle like fireworks gone bad. It's dark out.

Then a guy pulls up in his car and I get in and go back to his house with him. His parents are asleep, so we have to be really quiet. We're up in his room doing I don't know what and then he goes to sleep. I go downstairs to the kitchen and start to cook something. I remember what is in the pot looking like salsa, or maybe chili, then I tasted it and wanted random guy to taste it, too, to see if I needed to add the can of tomatoes that was sitting on the counter or not.

Then I'm in the lobby of a big apartment building that seems like it's in New York City. In the lobby are all the residents' mailboxes. On the floor, there are these things that look like they could be money, but they are more oval than round, and some are copper, some are silver, and some are gold. They have egg-shaped holes cut out of the middle of them. I look up by the mailboxes after picking up a lot of these "coins" and see that there are posted lots of lists with things highlighted on them. I see my name and it says that I owe $14.40 still on my rent. I'm outraged because I'm sure that I've paid all my rent.

In another lobby somewhere I'm in a hospital. I am holding a baby (!) which apparently might have measles. Everyone in the hospital is telling me I shouldn't be holding this baby (duh!). Then my friend who used to live down the block from me, now a nurse, comes up to me and takes the baby to run some tests on it. There was more to this but I don't remember.

I'm in a car and I'm yelling out the window to someone that my password for something is 69. I'm saying, "no... s-i-x-t-y and the number 9!!" It's dark out.

11/15/2009

Slots with Chris Tucker

So, let's start from as far back as I can remember. I'm in a department store. There is a sale and there are tons of people in the store, but the only thing anyone is looking at is jeans. But they're really horrible jeans. Old, stone wash, like 80's hair band jeans. And everyone is trying them on in the middle of the store instead of going into fitting rooms. And none of the jeans fit anybody! They're all way too tight, but everyone thinks they look so good in them. I think about telling everyone they look stupid but think better of it.

I leave the department store and walk out into the mall. I suddenly realize there is a casino in the mall and head for it at full speed. I head left and see the fountain in the middle of the mall. I'm on the second floor and I see the escalators. I go down the one escalator and at the bottom almost run into a wall. I've got to make an immediate u-turn and go right back up another escalator. I remember thinking this is a most ineffective way to get to the first floor.

After I get off the escalator I walk to the left again and see some slot machines. On the end of a row of machines is Bill Murray. He's walking away and has left the machine running with some money in it. I go to his machine and discover that it's a penny machine. Instead of putting money in it, you have to put tickets in it like the kind you get from winning skee-ball. Bill Murray has left a big line of tickets so I run it into the machine. A slot attendant comes by and looks at me funny because the machine is rejecting some of the tickets, and I tell him they were left here and they aren't mine.

So I sit down and finally just start hitting the max bet button over and over again mindlessly. Then some kids walk up and want to see what I'm doing. They have pizza, so we're now having like a pizza party at my slot machine. I look down and it's not like a touch screen like slot machines usually are, but it's not an old school reel slot either. It's strange because I know it's a slot machine, but I've never seen one like this before. It's just like a plastic surface with lights embedded in it that light up and make numbers appear in a bunch of different colors. There's no real rhyme or reason to how you make winning combinations. So while trying to figure this out, a female slot attendant comes up to me and hands me $200 in one dollar bills. I keep playing.

The next thing I know, the kids and the pizza party are gone, but they left behind all the empty pizza boxes. Now there's a guy with his face right next to mine and he's got a cell phone to his other ear talking to someone. I don't even look to see who it is and I ask him to please take his nonsense elsewhere. (!) He starts to walk away and says I'll regret that and then I realize it's Chris Tucker! I scramble to tell him, no no, he can stay if he wants, my girlfriend loved him in the Fifth Element and would want his autograph. He says "we'll see" and walks away.

After a while, he comes back and says he's changed his mind and would love to hang out, where do I live, and what's my number, so he can put it into his cell phone. I tell him I live in Richmond and he says, "no shit, I live like seven minutes away from there!" Then Andrea walks up and I cash out of my slot machine and we walk towards the cashier. Suddenly everything is in slow motion as I see that behind the cashier is the biggest stockpile of fireworks I've ever seen. I'm taking very slow steps at this point and I finally make it to the cashier and ask her if I can cash out in fireworks. She says "of course" and I turn around and ask Andrea if she'd like to pick some out. She says, "you know I don't care about that shit!" and then I turn back around to the cashier and wake up.

10/19/2009

UVA

I feel like I'm at UVA at a party. I'm sitting on a kitchen counter talking to a hot girl about music. She says she's got some files I should look at on her laptop. I asked if they're files to use as loops in music creation software like Frooty Loops or Cakewalk. She is absolutely amazed that I know about these programs. I tell her music's my thing, I even used to be a DJ for a year at the local lesbian bar. As she's getting her laptop out to pull up the files, someone comes up to me who recognizes me. I'm talking to them and I glance at the hot girl's computer screen... it's scrolling through all sorts of porn pictures. In order not to embarrass her, I continue talking to whoever it was that came up to me.

Then I'm outside walking around the campus and it's snowing out. I lay down in the snow and say out loud, though to no one in particular, "It's so beautiful out here... I wish I had known how my life would turn out by going to VCU. I wish someone would have told me. If I'd have gotten better grades in high school, I could have come here."

Then Jamie Nelder, one of my sorority sisters, comes up to me and asks me if I got her paperwork to fill out in the mail. (Random!)

Blockbuster

I walk into a Blockbuster and I feel like I'm in Buffalo, NY. (I was watching the Bills/Jets game last night. Plus, I had just gone into a Blockbuster for the first time in a long time a couple of days ago and rented the first season of the L word... 4 discs total.) Half of the store is inside, half is outside. Instead of the category toppers on the shelves like Romance, Comedy, etc, are street names from Richmond. Staples Mill and Park come to mind. I see Chris Lennon again, the guy from a week ago who I dreamed had a sex change. I told him, I thought he said he lived in Richmond, what's he doing in NY? He said he does live in Richmond, look at the signs, he lives right down the block.

Then I'm in line with my movies and I'm with my dad all of a sudden. He rented some video games and I don't know what I got. The total comes to about $200. I'm flipping out. They said it was late charges. I said, "no way, I returned my movies, all four of them, I'll even go get them off the shelf if you want me to." So a manager comes up after two other people come and try to straighten this out. My dad said he'll pay $26 but no more than that. I'm crying by this point. I'm yelling "Do you think I'm stupid?!? I'm so smart, you don't even know." At this, the manager shakes his head yes and I get so offended by this, I don't know, I think he's mocking me or something. So I said "Fuck this!" and storm out the door.

Now I'm in New Mexico. I call information and am immediately connected to Blockbuster Headquarters. I ask for the district manager who manages the Carytown Blockbuster location. I remember thinking, I wonder if it's still Randy Stultz, who was in reality my district manager from PacSun. I find a restaurant and walk up these wooden stairs to the balcony so I can get some privacy while I'm on this phone call. But no one answers, I don't even get voicemail. I walk back down the stairs and find my dad in the middle of the plaza by a water fountain waiting for me. We walk into a shop selling jewelry and he asks someone where we are. I look at some business cards on the display case and it said some city name, NM.

Express

All I remember is being a manager of Express and setting up a window display and looking across the walkway to see the store across from me blow up.