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Dream date: 8/31/10

Influences: Before bed, had a Peanut Butter and Banana Sandwich, as suggested by member (Fuentesico). Also had some sake.

Dream Fragments
-I was walking down the street with someone (can't remember who), and saw Sebastion, a big black talking cat from a youtube video I saw recently, walking by. I said hello, and he just sort of gave me an attitude and kept walking.

-I kept walking and came across a stand with cats available for adoption. peaked behind the stand, and they also had some mice, and a couple human babies mixed in..al of them just rolling around on the floor of the adoption stand. For a better look, she put all the creature in their own clear plastic cups, and strung the cups together on a string and handed it to me. I went through a few series of these (each string had about 15 cups on it)...I'm not sure if I was looking for a cat or a human baby at that point.

-I was at the local industrial club, and the dj was playing good music, but I had to keep telling him to turn it up, since you could barely hear it.

-I had a container full of dead skinks ( a type of lizard). I ate 2 of them, because supposedly they were a form of birth control. The girl that sold them originally was selling them 2 for $5, but changed it to $500 for 5 months worth. Right before I woke up, I was trying to give the skinks back to her, and one of them got out and caught on fire.

(The rest of the night was mostly filled with anxiety, with the wedding coming up in a few months.)

*As a note, I'm not pregnant...

Note: This is the last week before my final project at school, so my lucid dreams came to a screeching halt as did my recall, these are some of the last dreams I recall before the date of the project presentation.

I was in a car with Tigress, she was driving, and I was staring out the window at the stores we were passing. We turned into a parking lot, I knew it was the parking lot for Toys R Us, but it wasn't like any parking lot I have ever seen, it had hills all over it. The parking places were all on steep hills going either up or down, it was impossible to see the store from where we were looking for parking places. Tigress turned to park in an empty parking place, and stopped just in time to avoid a black SUV who decided to pull all the way through from the next aisle to our row. With a brief expletive, Tigress pulled back into the main aisle and continued looking for a parking place until she finally saw another one. We pulled all the way into the empty parking place, at the same time a yellow pickup pulled into the place across from us, but I noticed there was no room for me to get out. Tigress backed up to straighten out in the parking place, and as soon as she backed up, the yellow pickup truck pulled forward and took our place! What an asshole! There were more expletives from Tigress now as she backed up and looked for another place, finally finding one and managing to park in this one before anyone stole it.

Tigress and I went into the Toys R Us store, I immediately looked around for electronic keyboards, I knew exactly what I was looking for. There was a small kiosk in the back of the store that had a sign announcing they had quality used merchandise for low prices, I thought it was strange that Toys R Us allowed them to set up there, but I figured it didn't really matter if they had what I wanted. I went back towards their booth, and as I was approaching, I saw an awesome looking electronic keyboard on one of their shelves.

I saw a price tag under the keyboard that said $298.95, and I thought that for that kind of keyboard it was an amazingly low price. Of course it was used, but if most of it still worked, I definitely wanted to get that keyboard. I looked over at Tigress and pointed at the keyboard, then I looked back at the keyboard. I must have misread the price… it was $756.95… shit. There was no way I could afford that, no matter how cool the keyboard was. I was going to have to pass it to get to the Toys R Us instrument aisle, and as I got closer I saw I had yet again misread the price… it was only $75.95… WOW! But then I looked, and the keyboard was different, now it was a cheap looking piece of crap that looked like it didn't even have different sound choices… There was no way I was even going to pay $75.95 for that thing which wouldn't do what I needed it to do anyway, so I followed Tigress farther into Toys R Us.

Tigress and I looked around the store a bit longer until we realized it was late and we had to get to class, so we had to leave without finding any more keyboards. We drove to school, it was similar to ITT Tech, but it was in a different place, and I realized Tigress and both had two classes, but only one was together. We went to our separate classes, they were boring, so Tigress and I were chatting on Skype… until suddenly she stopped responding. I wondered if she was mad at me about something… I didn't know what I could have said. There was a short break, during which I could not find Tigress, and then the class we had together. Upon arriving at that class, Tigress sat on the opposite side of the room, which I thought confirmed she was mad since there was an open seat right beside me. We spent the first part of that class reviewing for a final exam, though I didn't pay much attention to that since I was wondering why Tigress might be mad at me.

There was another short break, then back to the same class, now to take the exam. I returned to class, and it looked like Tigress was going to avoid me again, but then she dragged a desk closer to me, pushed another desk out of the way, and sat beside me after all. Apparently she had just preferred the desk she brought for some reason. I asked if she was mad at me, she said no, there was someone she'd had to talk to over there. The instructor passed out the tests and we began. I found I had no pen or pencil, the instructor wouldn't let me ask Tigress for one… I finally found a marker, so I was trying to do the test in marker. Between the fact I didn't study and the marker was rather messy I was making a huge mess of the test answer sheet, and it was getting really frustrating. The instructor said we had ten minutes left, I was on the verge of a panic. I told her I needed more time, I told her I've been having a lot of problems with depression and the test was harder for me because of it, so can't we make an exception? She said no, she didn't care if I was fighting with depression, the test was due in… eight minutes now. I was so angry that my hand clenched hard enough to break the marker and spill ink all over the answer sheet, Tigress was saying something in a soothing tone, apparently trying to calm me down, but I would not be calmed.

"Why do you have to be such a fucking bitch?" I yelled at the instructor, causing the other students to look up in surprise, "Well fuck this test! And fuck this class! And fuck you, you fucking bitch! Fuck you!" The instructor had only enough time to look over at me with a shocked look on her face before I woke.

I am buying clothes with my mom in Thailand at a night market. She says that they are fake but she will sell them as reals to get more profit. I am not ok with that but the shop owner even says that it's ok and like pretend that she never told us that they are fake. A big truck passes by playing Isarn Thai music. I have a wooden percussion in my hand and play along with the music (the percussion is usually made of brass). I even remember the rhythm. dotted quaver, semiquaver, crotchet over and over. But the percussion piece sucks and doesn't make much of a sound.

In a dream before that or you could say another event before that, I am in a posh building and talking with the security guard. He says that your mom (who presumably owns the building and whatever business she runs) should offer customers with insurance who come into the building for their personal belongings. He says a 75,000 TB insurance would do. Isn't that a bit much.

It is the first day of school. I look into the music room to see if it is my first class. I see Nevin inside but I'm still not convinced that it is the band class. As I walk a bit further down the hallway I see Robert getting out a trombone.
"Robert playing an instrument? What the hell?"
"Fuck off."
I start heading back to the music room because I know it is my class, and on the way I meet Maya.
All of a sudden me, her, and some other person are walking down Trajan's road to my house. Maya looks different and has a different personality, but I still know it's her. When we get to my door she doesn't want to go inside. The other person heads up into my room. I convince her to come inside and then I sit down with my parents to eat dinner (something with pre-grated cheese on it). Maya is acting really strange and goes behind the counter and stands behind my mom while we talk and eat.
There is a volunteer night for sailing but everybody's invited, so me and Maya head down to the basement to pick out some alcohol. We find some Jack Daniel's on the shelf but I notice that there is ice in it. I realize that it must be my father's. Instead we find some hard liquor in a turquoise bottle that is olive flavored and for some reason that sounds like the perfect thing to bring, plus nobody will likely notice that it's gone.
The party is on the same strip of the harbor that the Thunderchild docks at, but there is a bungalow on the water there.

I was at the mall with Tigress and Silver, we were there just wandering around and looking at the various shops to see if there was anything interesting to be found. We wandered around the mall for a while, taking a look in various stores to include computer and video game stores, an arts and crafts store, and a book store, and then we were walking past a store with musical instruments. I wanted to go in there to look around, so the three of us went inside.

I wandered around the instruments for a bit, noting some nice instruments, flutes, guitars, violins, and some instruments I didn't even vaguely recognize… I finally found the area where they were selling electronic keyboards, and I started browsing them. They had some very nice ones, and I was wondering if there was any way I could afford one so I could make music for games. My reasoning in the dream was that the keyboard I have is not capable of playing chords, but that is not actually true… it plugs directly into a computer and plays chords just fine as long as I have the memory buffer set properly to balance between speed and quality… but that wasn't what I was thinking in the dream as I browsed the keyboards.

While I was browsing the keyboards, Tigress had gone a short distance away with Silver and they were looking at ocarinas and talking about various things, I couldn't hear much of what they were saying. A sales man came over and asked if he could help me, I said I was looking for an electronic keyboard but I am on a tight budget… was there anything he could recommend? He began giving his sales pitch, saying they had three very economical models, which were very nice considering the price. He said they had the features that are only found on the high end models at other stores… He showed me the models, the cheapest one was $298, the next one up was $315, and the highest of their economical models was $355. I haven't priced electronic keyboards recently, so I wasn't even sure if that was a good value or if he was trying to rip me off… for some reason I felt sure he wasn't trying to scam me.

I asked about memory cards for easy transfer of the songs from the keyboard to my computer. He showed me the memory card slot on the middle model, said all three had it, but the memory card slot was a shape and size I have never seen, apparently they took a proprietary type of card that the company no doubt price gouged on… I said no, I didn't want to deal with odd shaped memory cards. He said that is understandable, which is why he actually recommended the high speed USB cable to connect the keyboard to a computer. He took down a $16 cable that had a USB connection on one end and a coaxial connection on the other end, that didn't look like a high speed connection to me… I told him I'd think about the cable, I wouldn't be in that much of a rush to transfer the data from the keyboard to my computer.

I was looking at the three keyboards again, trying to think how long it would get me to pay it off if I was to charge it to my credit card. While thinking about it I started playing on one of them, I was playing a song that sounded vaguely familiar. I was thinking it was a song I had heard in a dream with MoSh, and MoSh would be glad I could remember it well enough to play it. But I would have to get the keyboard… and there was plenty of room on my credit card… This is not safe thinking for me, as I have been known to get in over my head in credit card debt… I got out of that problem and don't want to go back there. But if I could just pay it off within a couple months… I was running numbers through my mind as to how much I could pay each month… well, I would definitely have to stick with the cheapest model.

I started playing the song on the lowest price model, it sounded just as good as on the other two, until I came to the left end of the keyboard… the few keys at the end of the keyboard looked like they had been chewed on?! Those keys didn't work, and I saw there was a large dog lying not far from the keyboard, I was sure that was the dog that had been chewing on the keys. The salesman came back over and asked if I had made a decision, I said I would have to get the cheapest one, but it had been chewed on… he looked at it and laughed. He said not to worry, I wasn't buying the display model, which they let the dog chew on so she wouldn't chew on random customers. I noticed the dog was now chewing on a violin…

I was debating whether or not to get the keyboard, Tigress was there beside me. She asked me if I was sure I could afford to do that, she said it would be cool to get a new one, but it wouldn't be so cool if it got me in trouble financially. For some reason I couldn't help but notice the fact that when my ex boyfriend, James, had been with me and I had wanted to buy something expensive, he had encouraged me to go ahead and do it, but Tigress was cautioning me to be careful about it. I looked at the partially chewed on keyboard, lost in indecision on what to do about it, and that's what I was still doing when I woke.

¡Single Sentence Sizzler!®

16.08.2010

The One Where I Play The Piano (Non-lucid)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Originally Posted by Mzzkc

Not convinced of our abilities, Jeremy Clarkson, one of our instructors, forced me and the one other pianist in the orchestra to compose three separate, complex pieces on the spot using nothing but our pinkies; the music we created was beautiful, exciting, and inspiring, yet also morose and haunting.

There was some house with these rooms and I was throwing out rubbish out the window of a room where some girl lived. There were heaps of bags of rubbish outside, and it was so messy and there were flies and bugs everywhere.

I think in a similar area with rubbish bags, but in a factory, I was part of some group and we were hunting down some people. I was shooting people these bad people with a rifle and it was weird to aim, but it was pretty fun. It reminded me a bit of shooting with the bows and arrows off Minecraft.

In another bit we were sitting around in a group (I am not sure who I was with), and somehow there was a screen and it displayed songs from Thrice's album The Artist in the Ambulance. I was like "yeah let's listen to it!", and we played a song and I was like "what the hell is this!?" because it was all slow and distorted and stuff. But then I played the song before the one we listened to on the list, and I was like "nah actually it's kinda cool and I think it's supposed to be like this, but it's just a bit slowed down."

1. I was playing Minecraft or something.

2. I was at Daniel's place and something musical was happening. I had a giant iPad (probably ~1m x 60cm and awesome fun) and I was covering songs on it in a cool electronic way using some program.
When I tried to leave the house, I couldn't find the iPad so I was sad. Some game I was playing on it was like one of those take-care-of-stuff simulation games, IDK what to call it but it was like you played as a girl in some world and had to buy clothes and stuff lol.

3. I was in Sweden and staying there for a couple of weeks before uni started. It was thunderstorming.

Note: When I fell asleep this night I was feeling rather crappy, even though I haven't been depressed much recently, I found myself feeling quite depressed last night. I had two main goals, to meet up with MoSh and view a past dream of his and to try to find Blake in a dream. With these things in mind I fell asleep and slipped into a WILD…

I was in the front yard of MoSh's inner world home, which is where I am completely used to being. I still didn't feel very good, I felt like I was all alone even though I logically knew that wasn't true. But logic doesn't often do a lot of good when emotions are involved… I was feeling hesitant to even go into MoSh's place, my feelings of isolation threatening to make me put up a wall to keep everyone away. I knew that would be a bad idea, so I forced myself to go right up to MoSh's front door and knock. The door was answered right away, MoSh was there and he looked happy to see me, which alleviated any remaining feelings that I might not be welcome there. I went inside quickly, MoSh closed the door behind me. MoSh was saying something to me, but I wasn't really hearing what he was saying because even though I felt assured that I was welcome here, I still felt depressed.

"MoSh…" I said, interrupting him, he stopped talking and looked over at me, seeming to notice for the first time that I was upset. He asked what was wrong, I simply replied that I wasn't feeling very well right now, in fact I was feeling quite depressed, and I needed a hug. A small part of me in the back of my mind told me I was a fool to say that, it said MoSh wasn't interested in whether or not I needed a hug, but that part of my mind had no choice but to shut up when MoSh put his arms around me and gave me the hug I had been needing. I hugged MoSh back, and just that made me feel considerably better… MoSh asked what was wrong, he asked if I knew what was causing my depression since he thought I had been doing a lot better lately. I told him I had been doing a lot better, but there will still be occasions where I feel depressed, and it had chosen an unfortunate night to happen. I explained that I had been feeling somewhat depressed yesterday evening, and then it turned out there was no one to talk to… Nomad was too busy with homework to spare even a few minutes, Tigress had chosen to watch movies all day, and there was no one else online... so I had ended up feeling lonely, on top of being depressed…

MoSh gave me another hug, and I was feeling a lot better now… MoSh asked if I felt well enough to go view his past dreams, I said sure I did. I thanked MoSh for listening and for being a good friend, and I was ready to go whenever he was ready. MoSh said he was glad he could help. We went into his living room and sat down on the couch, Data was right there, too. He said he had the first dream pulled up and ready to display. He announced that the dream about to be viewed was dreamt by MoSh on the night of December 2nd, 2009. Apparently I didn't need my laptop to generate a holographic view of past dreams, as the hologram formed around MoSh and me right as Data finished announcing the date of the dream.

I looked around our new surroundings in time to see a portal open, MoSh and Asuka came through it, and then the portal closed behind them. It was night time outside now, and the two of them walked into a cathedral of some kind. The hologram followed MoSh and Asuka into the cathedral, where they walked down a familiar looking hallway and into a music room, where there was some piano music coming from that room, there was a man sitting at the piano playing wonderfully, then he hit a sour note, hit the keyboard, and let out a stream of what I figured must be expletives in a foreign language. He fiddled around with the music in front of him for a bit, then returned to playing beautifully. MoSh took Asuka over to the man, introduced them to each other, introducing the man to Asuka as Johann Sebastian Bach.

Bach got up from the piano and greeted Asuka in a polite manner, he greeted MoSh as he would greet an old friend coming to visit, asking him about some sheet music he had apparently given MoSh on a previous visit. Bach played the piano a bit more, hit another sour note, cursed a bit more, then looked back over at MoSh. He said he was having problems with the end of one of his pieces, no matter what he tried it didn't sound quite right. MoSh looked at the sheet music and played a few notes on his guitar, hit a sour note in the same place Bach had been hitting his sour notes… Bach said that was the same problem he had been having. MoSh played with it a bit longer, and four sour notes later it came out sounding wonderful. Bach was thrilled. He said that was it! The song was complete.

Asuka had wandered off a bit, she was looking at the various architecture of the cathedral and seeming to like what she saw even though a lot of it was quite old and dusty… When she heard MoSh and Bach sounding happy she returned to them and asked if they had figured out the problem. They said they had, and MoSh said he wanted to play for Asuka, he wanted to jam with Bach. Bach agreed to that, and they started playing a song I didn't recognize, although there are very few songs by Bach that I would recognize… But recognize it or not, I could not deny the fact it sounded totally awesome. It occurred to me that it would be awesome if I could reproduce this on my electronic keyboard, and then since I know I am not very skilled, maybe MoSh could listen to the song and play it on his electric guitar, which would certainly sound much better than anything I can do. Since I had that idea, I focused on listening to the music, on hearing each and every note they were playing, and while I found the music immensely enjoyable, I had doubts in my ability to even vaguely reproduce it IWL.

After that song was done, Asuka had clearly enjoyed the music, she was clapping and threw a couple of flowers towards MoSh and Bach, then she looked like she got an idea. She went over to Bach, motioned to the piano, and asked if he minded if she tried something. He told her to go ahead. She played a few notes that sounded ethereal, and a flower bloomed to the right of the piano's front right leg… right out of the floor! Bach stared at that in amazement, MoSh didn't seem to find it that odd, but as Asuka kept playing, more of the flowers grew. Bach wanted to know how she did that, she spoke with Bach for a time about the energy of music and getting specific energy frequencies with the right combination of notes, which Bach clearly understood if only by instinct because his compositions had a powerful energy to them… So after a bit more of that, Bach and MoSh played another song, and more flowers sprouted from the floor, making the dingy room seem a lot brighter. Bach thought that was really something, and set to writing more of this music down to paper. MoSh looked at one of the pieces Bach had lying on a table, Bach said he could borrow it if it interested him, one musician to another… MoSh thanked him and picked up the papers, then disappeared. Bach looked surprised, but then realized MoSh must have woken up, he commented that dreamers can come and go so quickly. Asuka said she hoped he remembered…

I heard Data's voice say he had the next dream prepared, but I was feeling like I might lose the dream. I told Data to let me do a time dilation before we went to the next dream, so the hologram shut down and left MoSh and me in his living room in front of Data. I was focusing on Allura's method of time dilation, I barely noticed when there was a knock… or more like a scratching… at the door and Asuka opened it. I was focusing on compressing more time into less space when I was startled out of my focus by a fox! It was a cute fox! The fox jumped into my arms and seemed to want to be petted, which I did, but I still had to dilate time. I tried to start my time dilation over, but I didn't get it done in time and everything around me faded and I woke.

08/07/10

I hum a little bit, smirking as the crowd of terrified DCs shrinks away.

"Look at these people," I sing, walking down blue-lit steps, "Amazing how sheep'll show up for the slaughter..."

I hit the wrong notes. Annoyed, I start over.



Slipping. Scare Factor: 2.

This was probably inspired by the conversation I had with Mzzkc the other day, saying I couldn't remember lyrics during dreams. Apparently my subconscious took offense.

Toilet Troubles, Family Troubles

I'm in some sort of class in this big building. At some point, I managed to flush myself down a toilet in this building, to get out of the bathroom and travel around the building. In class, I receive a slip of paper that says I'm in trouble because I flushed myself down the toilet. A lady comes to speak with me, and we walk down the hallway. I tell her that I only flushed myself down the toilet because I have a tendency to have dreams where I'm locked in the bathroom, and the only way out is the toilet. This is totally made up, by the way, but in the dream it felt like I was actually logically reaching the answer to the question "Why did I flush myself down the toilet?" In fact, I further explained to her that I only ever flushed myself down the toilet in a dream, that I was being judged in real life for something I had only done in a dream, that I was innocent of any real life toilet flushings. She seemed to agree.

At this point, the building of the dream changed from having a "school" function to having a "home" function, though it was a very large building. The parents were away, so I believe Micah was doing a friend a favor by letting him stay at the house. This friend was having sex with his girlfriend upstairs very loudly when the parents unexpectedly arrive. Needless to say, Micah was in trouble. There's a family argument around the table, and I defend Micah, voicing some very true and vehement opinions at Dad, who does the "Dad laugh."

Family troubles pop up in my dreams a lot, but that whole flushing-myself-down-the-toilet thing is quite unique, as is my totally illogical and ill-informed explanation for it. I should've recognized I was in a dream by the fact that I was in school.

Fragment:

1. I find myself at a music festival, where me and someone else (Micah? Kristy?) are debating which stage to go to.

Fragments:

1. Matt shows me Merzbow.
2. Something about LL Cool J being a psycho.

I'm really pretty unsure if both of these were actually dream fragments, or if they were actually just an imagination trip. I suppose one blends into the other when it comes to dreams, eh?

A Stroll in Chicago

I'm walking the streets of "Chicago" (actually, Lafayette, near Matt's neighborhood) with Jasmyn and Micah. Eventually, the police give us a phone call about giving rides. Some old guy talks about that.

I really wish I remembered this dream better, but it was in my first sleeping period of the night. I honestly don't remember the police phone call or the old guy very much at all. I just remember where we were walking.

Mall to Steven's to Party

I'm walking through an alternate version of the mall that has a clearance sale of arcade games and stuff. There's actually a Mega Man skeeball game (maybe a Sonic one, too?). Around this time, I find myself in Steven's apartment. I'm analyzing a particular glowing green pattern of lines. I'm attracted to Ashley, who happens to be there as well. Over time, the room changes (though I still believe this to be the same dream). I'm hanging around drinking vodka with Lance, at least two guys and two girls. A girl admires me while I drink the vodka. I get pretty heavily drunk and sit there. Someone tells me to wait it out. I notice that a guy and girl are fucking on this object (either a cooler or a small table). After this, the other guy takes over with the girl. They have stand-up sex while she lowers herself onto his penis. Eventually, I find myself in her place (and Lance in his), with Lance's dick sliding into my ass. He fucks me standing up (I'm pretty much oblivious and drunk) and he lets out a load moan as he comes. I tell him he should be more quiet, since my parents are around. We decide to leave the party discreetly. We're stopped briefly by my mom, who seems to slightly suspect something. We walk around what in reality is Matt's neighborhood. I'm a little worried about driving drunk, but we get in the car anyway. I reflect that I've heard alcohol suppresses REM sleep, and I hope I'll still remember the dreams I'll have tonight.

Damn it! That last thought should've been a dead giveaway. Anyway, this dream was pretty interesting, as there were a number of spontaneous scene changes, though aspects of the dream remained constant. The part where I was staring at the green line pattern was very abstract. For some reason, I felt it had some connection with directions on a map (as in, the line between Point A and Point B on Google Maps), but the pattern kept changing, sometimes even becoming dashed or incomplete.

When I woke up this morning, I really didn't remember any aspects of my dreams at all, but I followed some advice I'd heard and just laid there for a while. From minute to minute, I would remember new aspects of the dreams (especially the latter one), and I'd jot down keywords. In this way, I basically reconstructed the second dream entirely from memory, when no conscious memory existed to begin with.

Remembered three dreams this night!

1) I am the last hope for humanity (not sure why), working in an Apple store. Some evil being is trying to get me to sleep with some girl which will apparently cause the world to end. It's new years eve. Feels like I'm the only one around who knows of the impending destruction of humanity. Got off work, everyone is going crazy, in a very demonic kind of way. At some ceremony with lots of people I know, feels like they are all in a trance.

2) 5:41 AM - Around some priest who is telling me that children who hang out with the child he is with will die, at which point the child's eyes start glowing red.

3) In a band, playing bass. It's our first gig, my top bass string breaks and can't find another string. End up borrowing someone's bass. Leave my bass at the venue, on a glass elevator and can't get off to go get it.

The Singing Contest

So I'm at my parents' house. I'm upstairs and I have a tape recorder. My mom walks by me and asks what I'm doing. She always wants to know what I'm doing. I tell her that on the radio there's a contest for knowing all the lyrics to the All American Rejects album Move Along. I told her I was going to sing all the lyrics into the tape recorder and mail it in. So I go to my room and start trying to operate the tape recorder... big surprise, it doesn't work. So I figure, who uses tapes anyway? I go to my computer and open up some music editing software. All of a sudden I have two friends in the room with me. On the screen I can see waves representing the music but now I'm playing Kenna's Sun Red Sky Blue and it's instrumental. I'm singing the lyrics for the first few lines and I stop recording so I can see what it's like when I play it back. I decide I sound horrible. So I say I'm going to try like five more times and then really belt it out.

I wish I could have stayed asleep so I could see how that turned out, but I had a bad night's sleep and kept waking up.

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The dream fades in very faintly. I leave my dorm room and head towards the lecture halls in search of a bathroom. Turning in towards an open door, I notice the room is filled with students and their parents sitting and socializing as though the class hadn't yet begun. I walk to the back of the room, where the teacher is seated, shuffling through papers.

"Mind if I use the bathroom?" I ask.

He looks me in the eye and asks me straight out if I am stoned. Immediately I respond, "How about I pee on your face?" The room fills with laughter as I explain to the instructor's shocked face "If you have no problem asking if I am stoned in front of an entire classroom, then you certainly shouldn't have a problem with me asking to pee on your face."

At this, he stands up and directs to the corner of the room where we meet with my friend Victoria. He proceeds to ask me a series of questions to determine if I would be a suitable candidate for his advanced music classes. For the first question he asked me to identify the significance of a several sets of numbers divided by colons. Victoria tries to answer in my place, but the teacher glares at her. I answer, time signatures. The second question he asks is more of a riddle than a question.

"What is an abused ukulele?"

"A cello!"

He seemed thoroughly impressed and dismisses his class and myself. I walk back to my dorm room and run into my in-dream neighbor. In order to open our locked doors we must fuck them, as though the keyhole is a vagina and my penis is the key. It feels great and we both continue to fuck our keyholes for several minutes, never climaxing. I open to door to find a gigantic mess of puke and blood. The door and room are the size of a crawlspace, but in a desperate panic to save my roommate I crawl in until I realize he isn't inside. I look out the door and see him half asleep under a bed in the common area.

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