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11-07-2012 -- In this one, I just kind of 'woke' into a family. I know I am dreaming, and this is not my family, but I have just sort of woke up as one of the kids. I think it might be a part of a real life family I know, but am not sure. Anyway, I have woke up as a little kid, and am just running around and playing with all my siblings, having a good time, for the most part.

Eventually most of them run off to do something, and I am flipping through channels watching some television. In the back of my mind, I think I am also plotting the defeat of a villain such as Voldemort. I can recall no details, but there is just this slight sense of Harry Potter story lines, in the back of my mind.

Suddenly I find myself being confronted by my 'parents' who are asking me some question and demanding that I answer them honestly. "When have I ever not been?" I demand. "I don't know," my 'mother' answers sarcastically, "Maybe Green Day!" I know that is the day that I 'woke' into this family. They sensed some personality changes in their child on that day, and I have never been able to satisfactorily explain what changed. (Somehow it didn't seem to be a good idea to just say "This is a dream and I have replaced the child you used to have.")

We argue a bit, and they stalk off angrily. I find myself standing outside of an office I think I once worked security out of, and I am no longer a little kid. Glancing in, there is an attractive redhead in a business suit sitting on a couch, talking to two men. One is sitting on the couch with her, the other is standing next to them.

I know I am dreaming, and figure 'why not?' I walk up behind the lovely lady, take her chin in my hand, and lift her head around toward me as I bend down and kiss her passionately.

Spoiler for sex:

She resists for a couple of seconds, then melts into the kiss as I begin to play with a nipple through her blouse and slowly start to stroke her pussy through her underwear. She moans slightly, and we continue to kiss deeply. Soon I have her half-stripped, and I am between her legs, eating her out as her moans increase.

"So what's all this," an amused voice asks. I sense, rather than see or hear, a shrug from the two guys who just seem to be enjoying the show, and I look up to find a gorgeous brunette in a gray-skirted business suit smirking at us. She is a knockout, lovely face, great figure, and long, dark brown flowing hair. I jump to my feet, wrap her in my arms, and kiss her passionately. She doesn't resist for even a moment. Then I gently push her into a chair and tell her "Wait your turn."

I start tearing my clothes from my body, hopping awkwardly from foot to foot as I kick off my underwear, then turn back to the redhead, but she doesn't seem to be there. I reach out and feel her, but she seems to have somehow turned invisible, so I can't see her anymore. Slightly disappointing, but not a deal-breaker.

For some reason I decide I want to start with a 'star' position, and I am thinking of the drill Sargent demon random in Runescape where he asks you to do what the English seem to call star jumps (the US calls them jumping jacks). I pick up her invisible body and gently set her down on a small table, me between her legs, her arms spread above her head, making the star. I slide into her, and start pumping away as she moans and squeals, and we're both having a great time.

She may be invisible to me, but the brunette commenting on her shaved status to the two guys (who are still enjoying the show, it seems) shows that they can see her. I glance over and find the brunette has stripped, and is leaning back in the chair I placed her in, her legs spread, playing with herself as she watches us. She's got a nicely trimmed dark bush in view, and I can tell her 'turn' is going to be just as fun. I roll the redhead over onto her knees and start going at her doggie-style

when I wake up.

I'm walking down the street, and I see this black girl in purple scrubs, but she has the long skirt bottom. We're making strong eye contact. As she passes me by, I look back and trip. She didn't notice me, so I decided to just go up and talk to her. First thing she asks me is "what happened to your hands". I told her I fell while looking back at her. She said she could check me out free of charge, and I told her I knew nothing was broken. After that I asked for her number and she gave it to me. Just in time too cause a swarm of DCs started coming up. Including C, and I didn't know how much of this she saw.

I'm at my cousins house I guess and there's some sort of orgy going on. Everyone is getting some except for me. I see the girl who's number I got. She starts stripping, and lays down on the couch. Soon there after some black guy come up behind her and starts pounding away. FML

6/27
I went on a trip with a lot of people in 15 passenger vans to a beach. I had about ten people that are my friends from back in high school snuck off from the main group with me. We hopped a fence at a hotel and went swimming. I hooked up with a girl named Lauren that I used to date. This ended up fading out after a few minutes. I fade back in on the same trip but for some reason I am having a hangar fight with one of my buddies in the pool. We hear younger kids coming towards the pool so everyone grabs their clothes and runs to the beach to avoid getting in trouble. After sitting on the beach for a while the cops show up and we all have to run again. Not really sure why this was because we were just hanging but it seemed necessary at the time.

Just a heads up for some of these progressing dreams. At this point I was able to attain lucidity but I had not learned how to control different aspects of my dreams yet.

Modesty (6:57)

I've stayed the night at an acquaintance's house, but we're not exactly friends. In the morning, I'm looking for a bathroom when I pass a room where he's talking with some friends. They see me. I'm not wearing a shirt at the moment, and I hope they don't think that's rude of me.

Challenge Level (6:57)

I and a friend have decided to play the challenge dungeon in this game. It's the sort of freakishly difficult level that's unlockable at the end of a game in order to get the player to put in a few more hours playing it. So my friend and I are running around this dungeon, working together to kill monsters. So far, it's only been one monster at a time, albeit tough ones. Then we run around a corner and I accidentally step in a shallow pool of lava. I jump out again quickly. Then we're attacked by a Charizard. It almost kills us before we hide behind a corner. I charge up my breath attack, then step around the corner to hit the Charizard with it. It takes two shots, but finally, we succeed. Then there's a cutscene showing about a dozen monsters marching in formation down the hallway towards us. No more of this one-at-a-time business, apparently. This must be where the dungeon gets freakishly difficult. My friend and I share a laugh, accepting that this is probably the end of our playing today.

Spoiler for sexual content:

Now the camera switches to the inside of the next room. Sort of a sneak peek at what's waiting for us there if we get through the monsters. There's a naked woman having a conversation with some other people. She's distressed about something; something related to living in a dungeon. I'm impressed by the realism of the graphics for her body. It's definitely sexy. Another naked woman comes into the room, and to demonstrate her point about everyone always wanting her around just to be sexy, the first woman says, "Everyone always wants me to do this:" And then she and the other woman get on the floor and start grinding. A couple moments later, I wake up for the predictable reason.

Jedi Tricks (6:00) (LUCID)

I'm sitting in a room with my mentor and my fellow apprentice when a messenger comes running through the door. Someone is gravely injured, and they need our help in order to save her. Immediately, our mentor gets up to leave, and he beckons us to follow.

A stretch of floor in the hallway is unsafe--it collapses underneath you if you're not careful. Our mentor runs up to it and jumps across. It's a very long stretch of floor, so he has to use the force to propel himself horizontally. It's an impressive trick, and he calls it the "Seven-Meter Jump." I'm not sure I'm skilled enough yet to pull it off, but I jump anyway. It looks like I'm not quite going to make it, so I add an extra burst of horizontal motion at the end. Then I turn around to watch my fellow apprentice cross. He jumps up, grabs some handles on the ceiling, and swings across that way. Clever.

We reach the room with the patient. There are dozens of people already there--participants and helpers in the energy sharing ritual which our mentor will moderate. He starts giving orders, and everyone gets into position. There's even a big, shaggy dog involved. Then the ritual starts, and it's a bizarre sensation. It feels like it's over in moments. Afterwards, the other participants start enthusiastically talking about it and checking the time. We're all wondering how long it actually took. I overhear that it's a quarter after the hour now, but we came in there at around ten till. Wow, that ritual really messes with time perception.

I go back down the hallway with my fellow apprentice. We enter a stairwell with a railing, and I take this opportunity to practice some acrobatics--doing flips over the bar and bouncing off of the walls; that kind of thing. My friend does some, too. Then I realize that I must be dreaming--unrealistic acrobatics seem to be a theme, recently.

Without pausing to plan, I just start doing stuff. Nothing in particular, just whatever comes to mind--always making sure to observe what's going on and try to work creatively within the existing dream framework. For instance, I look at my hands to find I'm holding some Oreos. I squeeze my hands into fists and open them again to reveal handfuls of nuts. I decide I want to float around, so I start hopping up and down on the floor of my bedroom. Gravity's not behaving as leniently as I'd like, but I just keep trying. Somehow, some cubes get stuck to my feet, and bouncing on top of other loose cubes joins them all into two big cubes. Then gravity is a lot less strong, and I can float into the air at will. I'm approaching the ceiling, and I decide to try to go straight through it. After a moment of darkness, it works! I'm worried about waking my parents, though. A couple of times [I think], I return to the stairwell to do more acrobatics. They're really quite fun. At some point, I wake up.

Nonchalant (8:06)

Spoiler for vaguely sexual content:

I'm in the living room of the house, masturbating. One of my parents passes in a nearby hallway. I try to nonchalantly hide my penis behind my neck. [?? Obviously, this is not anatomically possible.] I suppose it works, because no one freaks out.

Rain, Rain (7:00)

I'm walking up five or six stories' worth of stairs with my dad and a friend of his. Somehow I take a wrong turn, and end up going up an outside staircase, rather than the indoor one we were using. I can seed Dad and his friend through the windows, sometimes. I decide that I'll just continue up this way. Maybe I'll even beat them to the apartment. But it's raining outside, so I have to try to hold my clothing in such a way that it won't get too wet.

The apartment's pretty nice. I meet some more adults there: acquaintances of my two companions.

Sexual Debut (8:03)

I'm walking along the sidewalk with a group of college acquaintances, listening to their conversation about wall jumps. Apparently there's a special kind of wall jump that many people from my house can do. One guy in the group is particularly good at it, so they want to see him do it again. He obliges: he jumps about a dozen feet straight into the air, then pushes away from the wall using one foot in such a way that he does a backflip before landing again. It's all very smooth and nonchalant; he controls his momentum somehow by moving one hand in a circle. The others are impressed. "Just how high can these wall jumps go?" one asks.

"Well . . ." he says, and he jumps again. This time he jumps all the way above the roof of the building (two stories up), and I'm not sure what he's going to use to push from. But he somehow curves around in the air over us and lands on a high tree branch on the other side of the sidewalk. Then he jumps again, doing another backflip and landing on the roof of a parked car.

That was amazing. And so dangerous, but he made it look easy. I had no idea that humans could--wait a second. I don't care how real this looks, I know for a fact that humans /cannot/ jump more than about three feet vertically. If he can do that, then I can set my hand on fire.

I spread my fingers in front of my face and watch as they artistically catch fire, dissolving into nothing and blowing away on the breeze. Then my hand goes, and my arm. I'm turning invisible. But my body's still there; I can feel it. Somehow this realization makes me decide that I should have sex. [Note: I'm not actually lucid at this point. I guess because I never did an RC, the moment of lucidity passed as quickly as it came.]

Spoiler for sexual content:

Moments later, I'm standing in a swimming pool with a girl. (I'm not invisible anymore.) We both know we're attracted to each other, neither of us have done this before, and both of us have decided it's time. There's another group of people in the swimming pool some distance away, but they're not paying any attention to us. We're not sure which sexual positions might work while floating in the water, so we just try a few, laughing. We must look exactly as inexperienced as we are, but that's okay. We end up spooning, and she makes an executive decision that this position will be fine. We sort of zoom around underwater while we do it. One thing about spooning is that it's easy to use my hands to help things along, and before long she has some convulsions that make me think she's probably done. Then she changes position to help me finish. I discover that I'm very ticklish in the area around my butt-hole.

Later, while we return to our original corner of the pool, it occurs to me that the pool staff might disapprove of what we just did. Having sex in a public swimming pool is perhaps not the most sanitary thing to do. I get a bit distracted worrying about this. Then we find a friend of ours waiting for us, congratulating us on finally having done it. I laugh and take her hands while saying, "Oh, so it's your turn now?" She laughs, too, shaking her head and saying, "Nooooo." She mentions something about a whiteboard. I tell her that I accidentally left it at my dad's friend's apartment. For no apparent reason, I suddenly wake up.

[Surprisingly, this was not a wet dream. Go figure.]

Frags:

• There are a lot of very loud birds outside my bedroom window. I decide to try to view the sound as peaceful and relaxing, rather than irritating. [Perhaps this actually happened. IDK.]

23/10/2012

I was playing video games at dads place. I was waiting for a ball that was stuck in a building to come down. I went to a visual arts apartment party. Liz Migotto was flirting saying we once fucked but we never did. I was running to catch an underground train mindful not to break my legs walked down the stairs properly. I just missed the train which was floating on water another train came and it was like a gondola. There was a tonne of hot girls around. I acted obnoxious and was like wow hey babes! the girls were dismissive.

There were dudes on the beach who kept on levitating and coming down. Like being pushed up by a gush of air.

False Awakening. I woke up in disappointment that my alarm did not go off and the fact that it was nearly 9:00.

10-23-2012 -- [Well, a pleasant dream, even if most of it has to be hidden from view of children.]

I'm Harry Potter, and I seem to be in a house somewhere with a large sliding glass door, but it is no real home I have ever been in. It is dark, and late at night. There is something going on, people visiting or something. Just what it is isn't clear. But these people (monsters? aliens?) that are visiting are locked into one area, and I am simply trying to go for a visit.

Somebody, probably Poppy Pomfrey, is telling me I'm not allowed, and it is just really annoying me. I keep trying to sneak in, with no success. Soon Neville Longbottom has joined me, and he isn't getting anywhere, either. But after a bit we talk about it, and come to the conclusion that if they don't want to be disturbed, we should leave them alone, and we're only mad at being told "No." We acknowledge we're being childish, and so we leave, and head to bed.

But I'm still annoyed, even if I can admit to myself that I am being childish, and I decide to do something about it. In this dream version of Hogwarts, there are lots of the older kids sneaking around into each others rooms at night for some fun, but being Harry Potter, and alternately hated and nearly worshiped, I have never come in for any of that. I just start kind of willing somebody to make a mistake.

Spoiler for Sexual content:

So I sense Susan Bones out in the hallways, and she's going to see her boyfriend (no idea who it is, and I don't want to know) and she sneaks into the Gryffindor dorms, and makes her way to my sleeping pallet by mistake. It is pitch black, and I am feigning sleep, as Susan makes her way under the covers and starts to give me a blow job. I feign slowly waking up, and groan a little bit in pleasure.

Soon she climbs on top of me, and starts to ride me. I shift my hands every now and then between her ass and her hips, helping her in her motions. Eventually, I speak up. I can't remember exactly what I said, but something along the lines of "Not that I mind at all, but who ...?" She stiffens for a moment, realizing she is in the wrong bed, but the sex has been very good, and almost immediately she continues, riding me until we both reach a satisfying completion, then I gather her in my arms and we just cuddle in the dark.

Time passes very quickly, and it is now the next night. This time I have snuck into Hufflepuff, and I think I've tried to find Susan's sleeping pallet, and settle in to wait for her. But it isn't Susan who shows up, but her best friend Hannah Abbott, and another Hufflepuff, instead. They climb into 'bed' with me, kind of giggling in a teen girl sort of way, and are both laying on top of me, playing with me with one hand while they stroke each other with the other. I find myself fingering them, and we're all having a good time, even if there is no full sex involved, this time.

And then it is morning again, and I find myself standing in front of a mirror, painting my face blue with a paint roller while Susan is dressing up as a properly made up clown. Susan is doing some sort of show or gig, and I am painting myself to support her, but with a paint roller? I am getting paint in my nose, making it hard to breath, and over my glasses, making it hard to see.

And then suddenly I am Susan, and I realize I have got my clown pants on inside out, and the seams are very visible. I'm pulling them off, turning them right-side-out, and preparing to put them back on again. Problem is, they are very tight. Somehow I find myself looking down at a very small Gideon Bible, and am considering sticking it in my garter belt before I pull on the pants. Just very odd.

So this was a lucid dream, actually a DEILD, but no reality check oriented, just came to me that this is a dream.

So the dream starts non-lucid. I'm in my bedroom and there is also an old teacher with me talking to me about a school project and how I am going to organise it. This teacher was from my old school, not the one I am right now. She was young and very pretty (for a teacher) and always considered by the male population of the school a MILF. So as she was talking to me about this and that and I was like "yeah, sure let's do it that way", I suddenly realise I'm in a dream!

So suddenly I'm in a dream with my old teacher standing in front of me IN my bedroom trying to decide what's next. So I remember I have to stabilise my dream and I start looking my hands closely, they were like a labyrinth of wrinkles, fingerprints and stuff and I yell "Stabilise Lucidity!", and the dream becomes more vivid and cleared up. And I'm there on an improved dream with my milf teacher in front of me talking about project crap. I seize the opportunity!

I decide to grab her ass and look for reactions. And I do it, then she kisses me and we lay on bed. Just after I take her clothes off and start the thing for 6 seconds or so, I see the world fading around (probably because of excitement) and I try to calm down, thinking it's time to DEILD.

I do it and land in my bedroom again, the teacher has dissapeared and I was almost decided to project her back again, but it was unfinished business in the end because I saw my bedroom wall turn into a mountain landscape with the sky above. I said "no way, I can't miss that!" and I decide to fly. So I turn around and walk back to accelerate and when I turn again, the wall with the door has return and the landscape has gone. Shit. It started to collapse and I tried to stabilize it but no luck.


Anywayz, I was too excited in this dream and I kind of wasted it, but I'm happy I had sex with that teacher, always wanted too!

Sledding (9:03)

"As my first eccentricity," the groom declares, "I'm going to kick out a few tables." Someone has just said something to warn the wedding guests that the groom might be eccentric, and he seems to be wasting no time proving the warning right. "Let's have a look at some of these flags," he says. Each table has one special guest of some kind, each of whom brought a flag with a personal or national pattern on it. Of course, the groom comes first to my table (though, note that I'm not the special guest of the table; that's someone else). He handles the flag disparagingly, pointing out what he thinks are problems with it. It looks like the flag has two patterns, one on each side. One side looks a bit like the U.S. flag. Then the groom says that he's very sorry, but because of this flag, everyone sitting at this table will have to go. This is of course unreasonable and unfair, but I suspect reason will not work with him. I leave the wedding venue, which is a building on top of a tall hill.

Then I wonder whether I shouldn't have given up so easily. I decide this is a quest for justice and true love. (Everyone knows I'm the one who's supposed to be with the bride up there.) "There's some stuff back there that belongs to me," I declare to myself. For instance, my shoes. I took them off somewhere before going to my table, and I wasn't given enough time to collect them before leaving. I turn around and start back towards the main entrance. The groom starts making fun of me, specifically for the allies that I'm bringing along to help me. [I've no idea how he was doing this--physically, he was still at the wedding, nowhere nearby.]

What he doesn't know is that I chose my allies because they all have superpowers. We fall upon the wedding ceremony without warning. I try to invent a variety of superpowers and hand gestures to go with them. For instance, with a wave of an arm, one person can send out a wave of frosty air that freezes people in place, like icicles. There's one man in a hat standing calmly amidst the chaos, and I'm not sure if he's on my side or not. Inexplicably, my forces start retreating. I realize that hat-man must have a mind control superpower, and he's using it against me to make everyone run away. I wonder if they will all die, and I feel that's a terrible price for the main character to pay just to save one person and a pair of shoes. I run away from hat-man myself before he can take control of my mind, but not before separating the bride and groom in the snowstorm and taking the bride with me. The groom has a snarl on his face.

The movie cuts to an aerial shot of the heroes as they run away from the building. It was obviously rendered with a 3D graphics engine, and not very well, at that. The snow on the ground is too smooth and too reflective. I'm not impressed by their graphics team. The heroes are carrying a light, but I notice there's a second source of (badly rendered) light, as well. I wonder where it's coming from, and the movie cuts to a shot of the castle on the hill. There's a guard carrying a lantern around the outside walls--a sentry. The heroes must have been trying to sneak back in, and they had to run away when they saw the guard's light coming near. They'll probably try again soon. They do, and the guard sees their light. He raises a cry: "I see a cherry!" (referring to the size of the light, I suppose).

Spoiler for sexual content:

Again, the heroes turn and dash back down the snowy mountainside. The camera focuses on the main character and his long-lost lover. She's wearing a totally unadorned white silk dress. (There aren't even any visible seam lines.) Now that they've been reunited, nothing can stop them from enjoying each other's company. The man starts sliding down the snow on his back and the woman rolls on top of him--basically a sex position, except they also happen to be sliding down a hillside. [I suppose I should mention that this portion of the dream was from the guy's perspective, but I'm going to keep telling it in third person if that's okay with you. . . .] It's very comfortable, not to mention arousing, and they end up sliding into an area with relatively few trees. The man asks if this is an okay spot for her, and she says yes; the ground is flat, so it will be comfortable. He manages to respond (in a rather strained voice) that her body makes any place comfortable, but then he gets a bit too frisky and I wake up.

I am at school and I exit the cafeteria and head to the bathroom. Inside my friends boyfirend is there and we end up heading into a stall together and do some stuff with eachother... while we are in the stall doing stuff the edges of the stall are actually very wide and my friend and is in there and shee sees me. I quickly get off of what I was on and rush out after her.
When I get back into the lunchroom everybody is shunning me even the people I was hanging out with before I had left.

Superheroes (8:07)

To their surprise, a group of friends discover that they all have superpowers. The superpower is unique to the person. One of them can create force fields, which comes in handy when villains begin shooting energy bullets at them. Still, she barely gets up the shields in time, which makes her friends nervous enough to shout at her a bit. In the middle of a sentence, someone realizes that the villains just shot a "seminuclear bomb" at them. They all shout and panic, and the bomb goes off. From a distant perspective, you see a cylindrical shield appear around the group just in time to protect them from the blast.

Thinking they've succeeded, the villains approach the area of the ocean where the group of superheroes had been swimming. Soon after they reach the spot, the shield disappears, presumably releasing radiation poisoning into all of the villains. They all start making funny faces. I'm curious about how this movie is going to depict radiation sickness--it seems like something that would be difficult to cartoonify.

Autumn (8:07) (LUCID)

It's a beautiful fall day. I'm walking over the grass in a section of woods where all the trees are bare of leaves, and I'm not alone. There are dozens of people nearby, walking every which way, although I am traveling alone. I reach the crest of a small hill, but rather than walking down the other side, I keep on walking straight into the air. I suppose that must mean I'm dreaming, but I'm not sure I feel like doing anything about that.

On second thought . . . I do a reality check to get into the mindset of dream control. I still have to prove that I can exercise some kind of control over fire. I decide to try to use lightning. Looking at a nearby tree, I gesture at it somehow. To my surprise, with a flash and a bang, a bolt actually strikes the tree. It's on fire, now, but the fire is highly stylized. The tree is covered in a bunch of orange and black sprites--little crescent moons that randomly switch from left-facing to right-facing. I'm not sure that counts as actually starting a fire. I turn to another tree and try to hit it with lightning, too, but this time, nothing happens.

I give up on the lightning, and try to set the grass on fire with a sweeping motion of my arm. A ramrod-straight, paper-thin line of flame about a dozen feet long appears on the ground, but it doesn't interact much with its surroundings. I try to make lava from the foothills flow down through a nearby riverbed, but that doesn't really work, either.

Carefully, I look up at the clouds above me. I worry that without any trees or grass in my field of vision, the dream will start to come apart. The sky is pretty, but I look down again quickly. A little later, and without any apparent warning, the dream just stops. My vision's not black, per se, but I can't see anything.

Novice Author (8:07)

A novice author has recorded a video explaining the story behind her recent short book. She starts by reading something apparently from a writing textbook, about how it's a good idea to write the ending first, then pretend to get flustered by all the complicated detail and explain to the reader that you'll have to go back and tell it all from the beginning. I recognize that technique from a lot of the books I've read, and apparently the author does, too, because she looks up from the book to interject a short phrase meaning something like, "Just like they do in the classics!"

While the video credits are rolling, the girl's roommate comes into the room wearing a bathrobe. She's just trying to get her laundry from the machine, but as a joke the vlogger intercepts her, and in the struggle the robe comes untied. Eventually the roommate does manage to put on a pair of underwear. Then the vlogger's top comes off, too, and they sit down on the ground and start kissing. I'm pretty sure this is the first time either of them have explored this part of their sexual orientation, so, good for them!

Frags:

• A volcano goes off and we have to climb up a series of gigantic, cubical cliffs in order to escape the lava flows. The cliffs have a consistency similar to tofu. I take a few wrong turns.

It's Your Destiny (6:58)

A red-haired anime girl repeatedly walks up to my character and hands him a note. Half the time, she folds it into a paper airplane and blows it at him like she's blowing a kiss. The other half is a similar animation that also involves her blowing something at him. It's obvious that only these two animations were made, and they alternate randomly for variety. In both, after she delivers the note, she uses a pink rod about the size of a penis, which turns into an umbrella, and she floats away.

Some girls I know who have played the game before tell me that no matter how you play it, your character ends up with that girl. It has something to do with your destiny. I'm resistant to this idea, but there's clearly a different girl following me around in the game to enforce my destiny. The next time I see her approach, I get ready to do battle. I'm not exactly excited at the concept. I have a premonition that this battle will involve throwing fireballs, though, so at the least it will give me inspiration for lucid dream control, when I ever have one again. [D'oh!]

Indeed, one or two golf-ball sized fireballs are thrown. We also try setting traps on various pieces of furniture, but I'm not sure exactly how to set them off. Anyway, this girl is herself not an expert at this kind of fighting, so I'm not completely flattened. Some people my age are standing in a nearby driveway (it's dusk), which complicates things, because I think we're supposed to keep our abilities a secret. As I'm looking around, I notice an uncanny coincidence: of the three groups of people standing nearby, all are holding or manipulating a car tailgate/rear bumper, and our spells start affecting all three bumpers at once. It's such a strange coincidence that I start to wonder whether maybe destiny has something to do with it.

There's a man walking around the bar, singing enthusiastically along with the background music (which is Copeland's Hoedown). Our battle ends at the same time as the music.

Gingerly (6:58)

My family is walking into a building through a room with a lot of dog poop in it. Fortunately, there's a clear path around the side. Unfortunately, my mom trips and falls into the dirty part, then rolls through the dirty part before coming to a stop. That last part was totally unnecessary. She could have stopped herself somehow. My sisters are making loud, disgusted noises.

On the way out, I consider going around the other way, but it turns out that there are a ton of cobwebs between the car and the wall of the garage. Not worth it. So I go ahead of the group back around the original way so that I can open the door. We're talking about how this was just a routine checkup for our dog, but last year's checkup was routine and it led to discovering an illness which she hasn't recovered from to this day. So we're hoping for good news, but we're worried. We're also trying to coordinate times and places, because there's something I need to go to on my own, and someone else will have to pick me up.

Burnt Sugar Cookies (6:58)

Last night, someone made SO MANY sugar cookies. Dad shows me the box. They're all a little burnt, so they're brown rather than beige. They're going to be used as rewards. Dad also shows me the container which is supposedly full of grease from all the cleaning that had to be done afterward.

We try talking to my middle sister about something stupid she's doing. Mom's been trying to convince her to stop, but she isn't listening. I decide to pipe up and try to calm things down. I admit to her that I don't know as many of the details of the situation as Mom does, but I still agree with Mom's assessment that she should stop. I try to give some reasons, but I'm not sure that she listens.

Later, we're sitting around the dinner table. Dad tells everyone about how I've solved some of my professor's "Challenge Problems." I hadn't been planning on bringing it up, because that would be bragging. But now everyone's looking at me expectantly, so I say yes, I solved two of them. "Both of which I've already seen from other sources," I add. My eldest sister says encouragingly that there's no problem with that; it's all about "unifying the notation." I nod. I'd never thought of it that way before.

Springtime Traditions (6:58)

Spoiler for Springtime Traditions:

There's a video choreographed to "Rite of Spring." Right now, we're at the frenzied section towards the end of "Mock Abduction." Perhaps unsurprisingly, the accompanying video shows three couples lying parallel to each other, having sex. The video cuts are all over the place. I have a feeling I know what's coming. Indeed, on each of the last chords before "Spring Rounds," everyone convulses together. A helpful white label appears on screen, too, saying, "orgasm." I wake up messily.

Frags:

• Someone asks me my year in school, so I hold up three fingers. "Fourth?" they ask. I suppose the little short wall between us might have gotten in the way, so I raise my hand higher and say, "Ah, no, third," and they say, "Ah, of course." I wonder if my pinky wasn't folded over far enough the first time.
• There's a free bottle of alcohol lying around, so I grab it. Reading the label, I see that it's apparently bourbon. Excellent; I haven't tried that kind yet. [IRL I have this thing where I kind of want to try all the different kinds of alcohol, and then maybe never drink again after that. Who knows.] I put the bottle in my backpack. I still feel weird doing things like that; I feel like it should be illegal for me to possess alcohol. But it's not, anymore.
• I witness an awesome piece of scenery, and I try to impress it on my memory. It might have involved clouds.

Cave Channeling (6:58)

Rand al'Thor is in a giant cavern, being attacked by a fairly weak enemy creature. He tries to use the One Power to make its brain explode inside its skull. The first one or two tries are unsuccessful, and in the meanwhile, the creature is hurting him. But eventually he succeeds.

At another time, someone is trying to levitate a giant rock and drop it on his head. But he manages to deflect it and send it into the depths of a chasm.

There is a dock in this cavern that seems suspicious. Rand does something to it, and a round, apparently dead fish pops out of the water and lands on the wood. After making sure it won't suddenly come alive to attack him, Rand takes the fish back to the place he's made his camp, wanting to cook it. It seems like too much effort to conjure an entire stove to heat the fish, so instead he just warms up one patch of the rocks.

At another time, there is some kind of confrontation on a rock platform jutting out from a wall. The camera for this scene is level with the platform, but a great distance away. You see a woman run from the platform into a doorway in the wall, followed by a man. A heartbeat later, the man comes flying back out and slides backwards along the platform as though punched with considerable force. A few moments after that, there is a burst of fire from the doorway and the woman comes running back out, crying or screaming or in any case in desperate need of healing. I'm impressed by the creativity of the cinematographer, to shoot the scene from such an unusual angle as that.

Back on the platform, there is a discussion going on. One of the Forsaken, Sammael, is lying to a main character. He claims that he's not Sammael. There's another person from the Age of Legends present on the platform who knows the truth of Sammael's identity, though. That person frowns at Sammael whenever he lies about himself, but doesn't immediately say anything to the main character.

Asmodean and Sammael get to talking, and eventually it comes out that one of them is gay. He turned to the shadow mainly because of the difficulty he had in admitting this fact, and also because the other one didn't return his feelings. While watching this, I think wonderingly that it really has become cool to include gay people in all the new TV shows. I also hope that somehow having had this important discussion, the two of them will make up and get together and join the good side.

Passing the Time with Lanfear (6:58)

[Major spoiler for book five of WoT! Also, this dream involves sex.]

Spoiler for Passing the Time with Lanfear:

Lanfear, clad only in black underwear, is lying on a table, masturbating. She's in her headquarters, somewhere, and I guess this is what she does with her free time. I'm sad to learn that she's still alive, since that means Moiraine's sacrifice was for nothing. There are about three men in the room with Lanfear. One of them walks around and gets in a position to have sex with her from behind. I assume he's doing this without asking her, so chances are when she notices him, she'll blow him to smithereens, or something. But to my surprise, she doesn't do anything right away. Only, a few moments later, the man simply disappears, then reappears dressed in a woman's outfit, complete with a wide-brimmed, white hat with a flower.

At one point, Lanfear says something, and suddenly her underwear disappears. Somehow I suspect this was a trap laid by Rand. She triggered the trap a while ago, setting the weave, but it didn't do anything noticeable until just now, when one of the words that she just said set off the effect. Clever. She gets up as though about to go somewhere, and I wonder if she means to do it naked.

Gendered Web Browsers (6:58)

I'm talking to my grandma when she says something about web browsers "for girls." With an internal groan, I try to explain to her that web browsers aren't gendered. I realize that she's from an earlier time, where the distinction between the sexes was more marked, but I have to do what I can to advance the cause of gender equality. I expect to have to repeat myself a few times, since she's hard of hearing, but to my surprise she understands me pretty well. I look at her ear to see whether she's wearing her hearing aid. Her ear looks strange--it's more like a cavity in the side of her head than a projection on the outside of it--but yes, the hearing aid is in. Well, good for her.

Grandma takes me to a room full of computers to demonstrate her point. All of the computers are showing the desktop, and most of the desktop backgrounds are pictures taken by the computer's user. The pictures tend to feature moments from family history--birthdays, vacations, that sort of thing. Admittedly, a lot of these pictures look like they could only have been taken by a female. Grandma sort of has a point, but I still feel like there's something she's not understanding.

Urine (6:58)

Someone from my family is trying to shoot a pet video about a dog. We're all outside in the back yard. They try to get it to do some cute tricks and then howl for a while. They're going to autotune the howling into a cute melody. [Actually, while I'm watching them shoot the video, the howling is already autotuned. It's like I'm half watching-them-shoot, half watching-the-video.]

Later, there's a pet rat sitting at the top of the hill. It's about two or three feet tall. Its trick is that it can pee on command. When I learn that Mom and Dad are planning to have it do this trick, I try to dash out of range, but I'm not fast enough. It feels like I've been hit by a sprinkler from behind. That rat has demonically good aim, and it always makes sure to hit absolutely everyone in range. Well, crap. Now I'm going to have to take a shower.

I look around to see how fared the rest of the family. Mom's not wearing any pants or lower underwear, and she's peeing while standing up. [For some reason, I just take this in stride.] I start walking back to the house, carrying a jar of the rat's urine. My sister is saying something about how we should have collected more urine to donate, and my mom is disagreeing with her. She says that the place accepts only a small amount of urine with each delivery, so there's no point collecting more.

I had a sex dream last night. As is normal, I am waaayy too private of a person to go into any detail other than it involved two members of a band (the same band I was listening to when I went to sleep.)