Task of the month for January 2010

**innerspacecadet** · 12-27-2009 03:21 PM

I dreamt I was at my grandfather's with my big sis, and I saw the Jolly Green Giant outside, sitting down on a bench in the backyard. I thought that strange, and thought I might be dreaming. After some reality checks and more inspections and reasoning, like wondering why I was even at my grandfather's again when I'd just been home not long ago, I concluded I was in fact dreaming. The house started spinning to help confirm this.

I tried turning into a cat but I wasn't satisfied with the results. So I decided I'd do the Basic Task for January first, and find some champagne to drink.

I got to this small liquor store, and asked them where the champagne was 'cause I had trouble finding it myself. They told me, and I picked up a bottle of champagne called Plantation & Plantation or something like that. It was a small bottle, maybe a third to half the size of a typical wine bottle, and it was pink. I poured myself a glass and drank it. It tasted like carbonated water. I attributed this effect to the fact that I was dreaming and had never had that brand of champagne beofre, so I didn't know how to make it taste. My older sister basically told me that it normally tasted like alcoholic pink lemonade.

It was then time for the advanced task. I tried turning myself into a cat again, but wasn't happy with the results. I thought it might help if I could get myself bitten by a were-cat. So I let this were-cat, a big fat calico, come along and nibble my finger. It didn't bite hard. I then closed my eyes and imagined myself changing, and my arms stretching out in front of me and becoming paws. I made my hands into a fist to make them more paw-like.

Once I was done changing, I was meowing to speak, but to my dismay, my hands still looked like human hands to me. I figured, though, that maybe I would still appear as a cat to other people, so I found a little boy, perhaps a younger version of my step-cousin, with many pets who might want to adopt me as a cat. I meowed to him a lot, and he seemed to want to adopt me and to see me as a cat just fine.

Sometime after that, I went back to non-lucid dreaming, as usually happens when I finish my planned dream tasks as best I'm going to.