The Lamborghini

Night of: Feb. 27
People Involved: my mom, my brother

I'm in a store with my family and we get to a model car section. My mom points out that I've always wanted a lamborghini, and intends on buying a model for my birthday. This turns into me, my brother, and someone else getting into a real lamborghini. My brother is going to drive, so I get in the back seat. There are two rows of back seats, and I take the one in the very back. We start driving, and I can tell we're speeding almost instantly. I look at the speedometer and see we're going between 80-100 mph in a 45 zone. As we're approaching a red light, we don't slow down. I ask, "Are we really going 80 mph?"
My brother confirms this, slows down a little, and runs the red light. I then see lights flash; we're getting pulled over. We decelerate very slowly in the right lane and approach another traffic light. We're getting close to it--I wonder if it's too close and we'll be stopping in a turning lane. I then see that we're about to pull over at a bus stop. A bus comes up to the left and cuts in front of us, forcing us to stop. I'm somewhat relieved.
The police officer tries to open my door (yes, the car has 4+ doors for some reason), but it's locked. I hold onto my model car tightly, which is also a lamborghini. I'm excited that I'm going to get to drive it soon after all this is over.

Soccer and Friends

Night of: Feb. 27
People Involved: Brian

I'm just getting to Brian's house, and I enter through his backyard. He greets me and I ask him about Mario Strikers. He says he's not good at it, but it's pretty fun.
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I'm playing in a soccer game with at least 40 people. Our team is winning 6-1, and we're rubbing it in the other team's faces.
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I'm at my dentist's office, only there to support Kyle, since he switched doctors.

Gender Role Confusion and Feeling Sick

Night of: Feb. 23
People Involved: Michael Cera (youngish actor in "Juno," "Arrested Developement," and "Superbad")

I have an audition to be "the friend" in an upcoming movie starring Michael Cera. I'm running, racing him to a hotel room. When we get there, two people start asking me questions as I'm sitting on a bed next to my new friend, who's kinda there supporting me and letting me know that this is all normal. They people ask me what my nationality is. I respond, "Indian." They ask if I've been involved in any Indian activities. I feel like they're asking if I'm a terrorist. This is confirmed when they ask how often I hang out with other Indians. Additionally, they ask if I know anything about the U.S.--can I name random things about it? I'm starting to blank, and they add, "...or name anything confusing about the U.S.?"
I say, "Well, the government is confusing, with the House of Representatives, the branches, the senate..." They agree and add their thoughts. I tell them that I was born here and they finally stop asking questions.
I get a script and try to find my part. It's hard to find--I can't read well. Finally I realize my part is the female friend. I put a short black wig on and look in the mirror. I have long sideburns, so I don't look very feminine. I wonder if I should recite my lines with a girly voice, or if they want a funny character--a girl with a deep voice.
I try to find my lines in the script, and instead see that my name is associated with a different character. I ask my new friend, who doesn't look like Michael anymore, why my character is different. He takes the script, looks at the cover, and I see that it looks exactly like Cliff Notes. He tells me that it's old and hands me the new, correct script.
Now I'm trying to find my lines again, but the whole thing is still hard to read. Everyone's gone now, rehearsing, and I'm in the room by myself. The room looks like my room in my old house. I think, "Why didn't I memorize and rehearse my lines a long time ago? I usually practice these things." I decide that this job isn't for me. Why am I even here?
I put my Reebok pumps on, gather my Converse shoes and dirty laundry, dropping some articles of clothing in the process. I'm rushing because I don't want people to see me walk out. I pick up the fallen clothes and feel sad that I'm leaving my new friend--so I grab a black ball point pen (like the kind I write my dreams down with) and a yellow sticky note (the kind right next to my bed) to leave a note for him. I walk out of the room. As I'm walking out, I see on kid look at me.

In Retrospect: Chris P. mentioned that it's funny that Michael Cera is now kinda the most famous person from Arrested Development, and he's just a kid. That's where he came from.
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I'm lying in bed next to a guy, and he starts kissing me. I feel his scruff, and he sticks his tongue in my mouth. I gag and fall out of the bed. I gag again. Seconds later, my mouth fills with fluid, so I run to a sink and spit it out. It feels very real (I actually wonder when I wake up if I threw up in the bed). I see that it's mostly orange-ish water, but there are chunks of what looks to be chicken in it. I can't wash it down the sink. I almost gag again.

In Retrospect: This dream, and the dream above, are transcribed from what I wrote in the middle of the "night." I now see that both involve a sort of gender role confusion, which I find interesting, but am unsure what it relates to.
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I'm in a plane that's traveling so fast, the G-force is making all of us black out. As I've heard, you have to force your breathing very heavily in order to stay conscious (which is true, according to Joe Rogan). I am doing this, so that I won't pass out. The pilot and anyone else in the plane are doing the same. My view is backwards; I am in the back of the plane, looking out, so it's making me feel sick. We're moving through metal octagonal sphere frames, and I feel like the pilot is going to crash into one of the bars. It seems very Mario Bros.-esque. Seeing all this backwards and at super speed is really making me feel sick and think that the pilot is going to kill us all. Why am I on this plane?

In Retrospect: I remembered this, but never wrote it down. Interesting that I felt sick in this dream and the last... maybe I was actually feeling sick.

GPS Alternate World/Upset With Family, The Dunk Tank, and Brittany's Goodbye

Night of: Feb. 22
People Involved: Chris Tsutsui, Brittany (Rachel's friend), Kyle, my sister, my niece

I'm using my GPS system in my car, and it's telling me to turn onto a street and make a u-turn. It doesn't really make sense, but I try to follow the directions. I see that if I do what I'm supposed to do, it's going to take me to a secret area.
I'm now walking with my GPS thing and it takes me into an alternate universe. I end up at my family's house, which looks totally different since it's a different dimension. My dad is alive and my family is hanging out without me. I get upset. I start realizing that this isn't right, but wake up.
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I'm with a bunch of other people and we're all trying to hit a target on a dunk tank and drop an older man into the water. Chris Tsutsui is upfront--like a foot away--and hitting the target. After dunking the guy like 5 times, he finally misses, even though he's right next to it. The ball is somehow thrown back to the big group of us, and whoever gets it, gets to throw at the target. I finally get the ball and it's incredibly heavy. I wonder how everyone else is able to throw it so easily. It seems to be water-weight, so I squish the ball to get the water out, but that doesn't help very much. I get the ball a couple of times, but miss all shots.
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Brittany is at my house with Kyle and someone else, and she's leaving to go home. I'm lying on my couch, and she comes over to hug goodbye. This turns into us making out and she starts taking her clothes off. It's very awkward because Kyle and someone else are still in the room. Also, my mom is expected home any minute.
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I'm with my sister, my niece, and some other people, and we're all on the ground. I'm sleepy and my sister is mad at me. I start avoiding everyone, and my niece slaps me on the back a few times really hard to get my attention. I yell, "WHAT???"

Wait, I Need Yogurt

Night of: Feb. 20 or 21
People Involved: Stephanie (Stater Bros. clerk)

I'm in line to get groceries and realize that I want yogurt. I tell Stephanie to hold on for a sec, 'cause I want to grab yogurt, and there's no one in line behind me anyway. She seems bothered by this.

Alcoholic Halloween Sex Bicycle Pee

Night of: Feb. 17
People Involved: Kyle, Raakhi Kumar, Chris P.

I have to pee and I'm in a men's public bathroom. There are a bunch of urinals everywhere, but wherever I go, Greg keeps joking around and trying to peek. It makes me not go to the bathroom at all.

In Retrospect: I remembered this after reading about Brian's pee dream.
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It's Halloween, and Kyle knows some people hanging out, so we go. He's driving, and there are people all over the streets--he almost hits them multiple times. We finally get out and meet his friends, one of which is fat. I recognize one of their friends (Raakhi)--she's a family friend that I've known for almost my whole life. We all take a picture together, and I noticed that Kyle's costume is a penis with balls on top of his head. I also notice that there's something on my head, but I'm not sure what kind of genitalia it is, if genitalia at all.
Kyle mentions that he wants to play poker and also go somewhere else. This worries me because if we play poker and want to leave, chances are we're going to lose our money. I explain this to Kyle--that I'm going to take my time at poker. He understands.
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I'm in a wine bar of some sort, and the waiter offers me something with a really long name and description. I have no idea what he's saying. He then says something like, "Or if you like ----, you can have ----." I just go for that 'cause it makes more sense to me. He brings the drinks back and everyone says it tastes really good--like lemonade.
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I'm having sex with a really fat girl. My wiener is like a foot long. She bleeds, and is happy about that.
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Kyle and I get a bicycle and him and Chris get into an argument about who can get somewhere the fastest. This turns into a race, and now I'm driving Kyle around. Chris is in front of us, hits a green light, and we miss it. Kyle is upset. We're now with the bike, and I'm doing most of the work. We hit stairs, and I carry it down. It's very obvious that Chris is going to beat us.

"Daddy, why are you hurting mommy?"

I found a bunch of the guys i play poker with on thursday nights eating Pizza, so i joined them.

I was driving in a residential area at night admiring the Christmas decorations on all the houses and didn't notice that there was a cul-de-sac, so i drove right up someone's lawn to their front door. I had to turn around to get back on the
road, and by the time i did this, there was a rent-a-cop person waiting for me. She told me she wasn't gonna do anything, but the people in the house might press charges or something. Someone came out of the house, and they did not seem too pleased.

I randomly showed up at a Krikorian down south with my mom and sister, and Lucas and some other people were there. Scott Haddad and some other people ate all my Graham Crackers. Somebody there was talking about how they didn't even look at Brawl, and i told them it was because they were an idiot (does that make sense gramatically? because it doesn't seem like it).

Apparently, i was doing something that looked like i was "hurting" Shelly. At least, that's what Lam (and, i believe, justin) said. I explained to Lam that she was the girl who i visited for a week on my road trip. I think there was actually more to that because i remember talking to somebody about getting money from people when i went on my road trip (not WHILE i was on my road trip, but like...before...in support? or something? Like how people give people money for graduation, apparently? something like that). They seemed to think i should've got money from everyone i know, but i told them i only got money from like one person. I think the weirdest part about it was that as i was explaining these things, i said that 
Shelly had sad goodbye to me before i left for my trip or something. It was like...she was out here going to school with my before i left, and by the time i made it to the east coast and back, she was at home in New Mexico where i visited her.

I woke up and went pee in a toilet that was in my mom's room for some reason. That, of course, woke her up, and she told me i wasn't supposed to go in there (because that would wake her up, of course). It was too early for me to wake up for reals, so i was debating whether or not to write my dreams before going back to bed. Then, i woke up for real and had the same argument with myself (until i realized it was actually 1:40, so i should probably just get up).

It Worked!

Ellen - another lesbian friend at UCSC
Chris/Neema - friends from SC, who also happen to be from Irvine
Matt- high school friend
Sean - friend from backpacking club

Something about Justin, Brian, and playing cards.
I was in another country walking around with Chris, Neema, and Matt. We went inside a room and Matt showed me some of his artwork. They were paintings done on pieces of cloth, and in between some of the paintings were plain pieces of cloth. I laid the pile down on a bed to look through it. As I moved through the cloths they made weird rustling noises. I told Matt that I had never seen a piece of artwork that could whisper like that.
I was in a car with Ellen and she also had a twin sister that was with us. Ellen and I were sitting in the back seat, and she said we were going to play a game where I had to kiss her neck and then say names of people that I knew. I didn't really understand how this game worked, but that didn't really matter to me. I straddled her and started kissing her neck. After a while she started to moan, and I could feel something move inside of her pants. This went on for a little while, then out of nowhere she yelled "fuck!" and seemed really agitated. I asked what was wrong, and she said she was about to orgasm but then it went away.
I saw Sean riding his bike around. I ended up inside a room with him, and his sister came in to say hello. Sean said his family was about to have dinner in a little while but he needed to go get something. I asked if I could go with him and he said sure. I didn't have my bike with me so I just walked along side him as he rode down the street. As we were walking we noticed a lot of black smoke coming from an area just head of us. When we got there it was on fire, kind of like the way lava rock is. The whole top of the ground was white, and underneath little cracks you could see magma kind of stuff. It also smelled really strange, like burning sulfur.

Music Class Interview

Night of: Feb. 16
People Involved: Phil

I'm in a music class, and we're all sitting in a grass field. I'm missing my sheet music. There's a girl and a guy next to me who are totally flirting and are now arguing about who kissed who. It's pretty irritating.
I ask the person in front of me to hand me my saxophone case. I can see two girls are interviewing people for yearbook and they come to me. One asks, "How do you help people?"
I'm already feeling stumped. I ask, "People help other people?" with an attitude like, "Why would they do something like that?"
She responds, "Why don't you?"
I say, "I think because I kind of despise the human race."
"Why? You're from Laguna..."
"Yeah... I like to go out and have fun. If that includes dancing, then I like to dance like an idiot would, just to have fun."
Now one of the girl embraces me to dance, but it's too formal and not the non-serious, hands in the air, kind I'm talking about. I pull away and come back. She starts dancing with Phil, who elegantly spins about 8 times around on one foot. I debate saying, "And that's why everyone falls in love with Phil."

Theo Intervention and a Red-Headed Slut

Theo - friend, ex

I was with Theo and he made me ride the bus with him up to campus. When we got there he said he needed to go to the computer lab to get some stuff done. He hadn't told me this was on his agenda, and I felt like he had tricked me into coming up there with him. I started yelling at him saying I had a lot of work to do to, and it was really selfish of him to be wasting my time like this. He was being an ass hole about it and wouldn't apologize to me. I grabbed his shirt collar and pulled his face right in front of mine and yelled in his face saying he had no respect for me, or the fact that my schoolwork is just as important as his. Some kids hanging around the computer lab started looking over at us and making comments. I pulled him down the hall away from the people saying that he better come with me unless he wants his friends to see him get his ass kicked. Once we got to the end of the hall way I punched him in the face, and proceeded to beat the crap out of him.
I went to the bus stop to go home. I was walking down a small green-belt next to the road. There wasn't very much ground there for me to walk on, and I was afraid I was going to fall off the side of it down the cliff. A biker went by me and I had to stand with my toes on the edge of it in order to let him pass. I eventually started crawling on the ground to make sure I didn't fall. I got to a fallen log and started walking across that. My jeans were covered in grass stains, and I gave them to an Indian woman standing next to me. She washed them and gave them back to me.
I got to the bus stop, and was still in tears from the whole experience with Theo. I didn't want to draw any attention from the other people waiting, so I kind of hung back in the corner. I saw a bus coming and waved my arms so it would stop. After I had gotten the driver's attention I realized it was a route 20 and so I couldn't take it. I pretended that I had never seen it and waited for it to leave. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and noticed that Theo had been trying to call me. I started getting a call from him just then, and argued with myself in my head as to whether or not I should pick it up. I knew that if I answered it, it would absolve some of his guilt to talk to me about what happened, and I didn't want that. On the other hand I really wanted to talk to him. I answered it and told him where I was. A route 16 came up after that, and I got onto it. Theo got on right behind me. I sat down on a little ledge behind the driver's seat. As I was sitting there I was surprised that the driver wasn't telling me to get off because I knew people aren't allowed to sit there. Right when I thought that the driver said "that is a no seating area you're going to have to move"*. I thought the driver was an ass hole for giving me trouble, considering I was still teary. I didn't want to sit down next to Theo, so I walked to the back of the bus and sat next to a random girl.
I got back to my house (which didn't look like my house), and sat down at the kitchen table. I put my head in my arms and sat there thinking about what happened. The door opened and in walked Theo, his mom, and another random person. My mom sat down next to me at the table. Theo's mom said that we were going to figure this all out right now. I was really not excited about this but I agreed to try since we were all here anyway. I started talking and said that I felt that Theo was not recognizing how much work I have to do and how difficult it is for me, because he always thinks that his course load is infinitely heavier, and is willing to waste my time as a result of this mentality. The whole time I was talking Theo had a smug grin on his face and was shaking his head. I pointed to him and said see, he's not even taking me seriously right now. Theo started to defend himself, and I just couldn't deal with it, so I picked up a candle/candle holder that was sitting next to me and threw it at him. It smashed into his face in a very satisfying way, but aside from making him look slightly disfigured it didn't seem to do any real damage. Everyone was shocked at what I had done. I said "everyone just get the fuck out of my house right now".
After everyone had left, my mother, who was now a middle-aged black woman, started to comfort me. My dad, who was now Barak Obama, walked out of the room next to us, zipping up his pants. All I wanted was for my dad, Barak, to walk over to me and put his hand on my back to comfort me. My "mom" said something to him, but he just walked outside.
There was something about a kid getting hit in the mouth. Everyone found him lying on the ground. Barak said that this was terrible, and obviously a result of racial violence.
I was walking around with some kids. There was a red-headed girl with us, and she was putting her arm around me and kind of hanging on me. I really didn't find her attractive, but the guys that were with us kept pushing her on me. One of the guys started slowly pulling down her shirt. At first I didn't really want to look, but I gave in and glanced over at her boobs for a second. After I did that they were all convinced that I liked her.

*On the buses in Santa Cruz there is actually a little ledge behind the driver's seat that is perfect for sitting on, but the drivers always make me get off of it. When I was sitting there in the dream and realized that, it was almost like I forced the driver to tell me to get off.

System of a Kitten and Behind the Back

Night of: Feb. 16
People Involved: Kyle, Ian (Kyle's brother), Kyle's dad, Kyle's mom, Kristy (next door neighbor and best friend growing up), my brother, my mom, Kristy's mom
Special: Hear music and can kinda hum it; somewhat precognitive: I haven't listened to System of a Down in a looong time, and I ended up listening it today by chance--going bowling and putting it in the jukebox. I didn't plan it at all, and just realized when I came back to this blog to review dreams.

I'm in Kyle's house, and he keeps making anti-Christian remarks. It makes me uncomfortable because I know his parents must think he's getting it from me. We're in the backyard now, which looks exactly like my old backyard. Ian is walking behind us; Kyle's dad is walking in front of us and System of a Down is playing--a really hardcore part comes up, which makes Kyle happy--but I can tell that Kyle's dad is thinking, "What is this crap?" A softer chorus is now playing, and I'm a bit relieved. Part of the lyrics are, "Why are you so mad/bad?"
While the song is playing, Kyle and I see a kitten in the wooden planks above us, chasing a bird. For some reason, the System song fits with what the kitten is doing. The bird is now following the cat, and lies face up right in front of the cat's head. That cat puts his head close, and bird puts its claw very close to the cats eye. I warn Kyle that the cat might lose its eye. The birds claw is now in the cat's eye, but the eyeball itself is recessed, so I can't see if they eye has been scratched. Someone narrates, "The cat has an eyeball that can turn completely around--it's a magnificent thing."

Kristy is over and is dating Neal. For some reason, she keeps talking to me. She gives me a gift of something she sewed herself with my initials on it, and I just happen to have a gift to give back to her, with my initials. I'm not sitting next to Kristy, and my head keeps bobbing because I'm falling asleep. My mom sees me very close to Kristy and asks what I think I'm doing. Kristy's mom is also there and disappointed; it is obvious to everyone, even Kristy's mom, that we're "messing around" when Neal's not paying attention. I can tell Kristy likes me, but I don't have any special feelings for her.
I'm not going through the pantry, and all of a sudden I spill nestle chocolate chips. They start coming out really fast, until the whole kitchen is covered in them, and there's a giant pile to my waist.

Don't Pick The Grass

Theo - friend

I was in physics class and my professor was writing things on the board about the midterm. The professor came up behind me and said something about what he had written. I didn't really care about what he was writing, so I wondered why he thought it was important to talk to me about it. I went up to a table to get something. A girl walked up next to me and said something. I recognized her from one of my biology classes, but she introduced herself as Molly (the girl from my biology class was named Christine).
We walked to her house and sat on the couch. She pointed out that her and I had the same kind of shoes. They were blue suede vans. At first I thought this was funny, then I realized that I didn't own blue suede vans and wondered how I had gotten these. I told Molly this, and we realized that we must have switched her shoes with mine. I took them off and put on another pair, but they were still blue suede vans.
Molly, myself, and a random guy were walking in one of the fields on campus. We sat down on a couch under a bus stop and started picking the grass in front of us. A cop drove up and told us that we were trespassing on protected land. He told us to get out of that area and meet him on the other side. As we were walking we talked about what a douche bag this guy was. I said that we could probably make a run for it and get away if we wanted to. I told them that if I was alone I probably would have done that.
I was in the car now and the cop gave me my ticket. Theo was sitting in the passenger seat. He took the ticket and read to me that my court judge was really conservative and if I rescheduled the date I would probably have a better chance of winning. The other judge was a lesser-known democratic candidate in the 2008 primaries. I was now watching a scene of what it would be like if I went to court. The people in the court were mostly wizards and when they came up to testify they did all kinds of crazy spells and things. I decided that wizard courts must be mostly about show rather than presenting a good case.

Sea Creatures

Sam/Mattie - sisters

I was swimming in a pool with Sam. She was picking up little sea anemones and throwing them at me. They were going down my shirt and it was really grossing me out so I kept asking her to stop. For some reason she wouldn't listen so I had to scream at her multiple times to stop.
I was sitting next to some very intimidating sea creatures. They were like shark-eels and they were swimming right next to my legs. Sam or Mattie told me not to worry about them.
I was staying somewhere in the woods with assorted friends. I sat next to Skylar on a big stone wall surrounded by some trees. I was trying to hold one of my legs out in front of me without falling off the wall.
Some people were flying planes in the forest and someone crashed theirs into a tree. They climbed out of it and the plane fell out of the tree and crashed.
Someone was in a room crying.

Kids Can Fly

I was at a retreat of some kind, and all of the kids there (myself included) had the ability to fly. However, none of us could fly whenever any parents were around. I think Bill Cosby's son came up to me and told me not to tell his dad that he flew because he thought he would be mad or something.
All of the parents came, and it was time to go. I went with my mom, and we started to head off. Before we left, we saw one of those Mobile 
Lunch Cart things coming down the hill. It made a sharp turn and almost fell over, but it was miraculously able to right itself by turning in the opposite direction. It stopped right near us, so we decided to buy something. I gave the kid a 20, and he put it in the 5's slot and closed the drawer. I alerted him that it was a 20 that i had just given him and asked for my change. My mom told me to just let it go, but i thought it would be easy enough to fix, so i didn't listen to her. He seemed worried that he didn't know what the correct change was because he didn't enter it correctly. I told him to just add 15 dollars to whatever it said, but then he ended up giving me more than 20. I gave him 5 dollars back and just kept 16, and at that point, i took my mom's advice of letting it go even though what we bought was only about 2 dollars. I figured that it was close enough now. I took a nap and didn't wake up until we got home. I 
was mad at my mom when i realized she didn't stop at In-N-Out on the way.

Back in School and Transparent

Night of: Feb. 6
People Involved: Kyle, Chris P., Brittany Beebe (went to elementary/junior/high school together), Steve Carell, Brandon Olson (went to high school together; he's a couple of years younger and was in my first band "Alias Anything" aka "Allergic to Soy"), Jeff Stoner (Brandon's friend)
Special: Transparent, like a ghost

I'm in rushing with friends at school to go into a nutrition program of some sort before everyone else gets there. A man at the front of the line says it costs $100. All of us are about to leave, when someone asks another man, who says he'll only charge $1. Kyle, Chris, and I pay and show our licenses. Mine is on paper and all wrinkled up. I pull out a $100 bill first, and notice I have a lot of money in my wallet. I find a $1 bill and notice the pattern on the back corner--a pyramid.
We're near the front of the line and I can see Brittany sitting in a spot that I have been in before. It's close to the exit. I tell someone about how I'd sat there before and that it's easy to go out fast from there. Steve Carell is there and people are sharing a story about him getting in a fight.
I'm waiting with everyone else for the event to start. It finally does, and everyone starts pushing, including me. I push Brandon and Jeff somewhat playfully (at least in my opinion), then find my saxophone and start putting it together. I'm slow, even though it's practically done already. As I'm doing this, Brandon is pushing me, which is irritating [hypocritical, I see now]. I walk quickly in the direction everyone else is moving.
Brandon asks me if I want food 'cause Chris said he'd get it for him. I say yes, but Brandon isn't calling Chris, so I call him. As I'm doing that, I see Chris already eating a subway sandwich and another meal with a bunch of other people. His phone is ringing, but he can't see who's calling, so he cups his hand around his phone and looks through it. He says excitedly, "It's Josephine! She's here!"
He then answers the phone and I respond, "Not it's not..." He seems disappointed. I ask him about lunch and he makes an excuse about how he meant he'd have dinner with Brandon--not lunch. We're still talking on cell phones, even though I can see him.
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I'm in a room with a girl and someone else, and I'm making it haunted. I am being told by some power, an outside voice, what to do. I put a hockey mask on and am somewhat invisible, so I am able to scare the other people. I come up to the girl and push her around. I knock her over, and land on top of her. She can see me. I say, "Hold on, let me pee." While I'm still on top of her, I pull out and try to pee, but nothing comes out. She seems impatient. I think about how it might be stage fright. Instead of saying that, though, I tell her it's just because I'm attracted to her. She buys it, so we make out [and I have memories of sex, but I don't know if it was with her for sure or not]. She and the other person both say they know the whole haunted thing is fake and were just playing along.

Duck Hunt

Night of: Feb. 5
People Involved: Brian

I'm playing Duck Hunt with Brian, and my cord is super tangled--Brian wonders how that could happen. I try to untangle it, which takes a few minutes, and then once it's untangled, I see that the cord is only like 3 feet long, which makes it difficult to play. I ask Brian if that's right, and he says it is.

In Retrospect: I remembered a lot more dreams and more detail, but I was too lazy to write it whenever I woke up.

More Friends, More Games

Night of: Feb. 4
People Involved: Phil, Ryan Wheeler (friend in elementary/junior high/first couple years of high school), Miles Kircher (next door neighbor at old house), Lauren (ex), Erin (Lauren's friend), Chris P., Kyle

I'm playing a show with MFB and I can hear the music start--but the song is Less Than Jake's, "Nervous in the Alley." I hear the intro and someone says, "Who's playing that?" I stop and wonder, "Yeah... who IS playing that [especially since it's a trombone in the beginning]?" I go to check it out on stage and Phil is somehow using a voice changer/megaphone to make the sound of the trombone. Now I'm playing a saxophone and trying to see what Phil's doing at the same time. I'm somewhat hidden on stage, but it's quite awkward.

I'm playing WAR with Ryan. I get a 2 of diamonds, and he gets a 2 of spades, so he wins. He then says that he's going to pick my next card from the deck. I reply, "That's not fair--you're just going to give me the lowest card." "Yeah, but that's a new rule." "You can't make up rules." "You made up a rule that says we can make up new rules." "No I didn't." "Yeah, I just didn't want to lose."

Miles invented a couple of games and his parents are proud of that. I figure I'll test them. They both suck. One involves kicking balls past the other player, but anywhere past the player, so it's incredibly easy. I'm chasing 4 balls down a street, hating this game.

I'm talking to Lauren and Erin online and ask if they want to play poker. Right as I'm getting responses from them, I get kicked offline. I wonder how they replied. I remember I have history, so I try to log back in and check it... it's a bit later now, and I see that Lauren said something like, "Ok... save me."

I'm hanging out with Chris, Kyle, and a girl. We're sitting on a couch, watching something on tv. The girl, talking to Chris (I don't remember which), is pointing out how Kyle and I have erections. Kyle shows how his is just an optical illusion that his pants is giving. I try to do the same thing, but I have a semi-erection, so I can't. I try to think of other things to make it go away.

Teaching Geometry Class

Night of: Feb. 3
People Involved: ?

I'm in school and it's my turn to walk the class through a geometry problem. It doesn't start great--I draw the problem (a circle) on the white board, but draw it too small and on the bottom, so I rewrite it in the center and bigger. I then drop the black marker I'm using and can't find it on the ground. I pick up another--one with a black cap, but yellow marker. It barely shows up. I try red, but it, too, is hard to see. The class is getting frustrated. One girl with curly brown hair actually speaks out about how I'm taking too long. I respond to her and the rest of the class by saying that I'm sorry I'm not a good teacher, and we're probably doing exercises like these to get better at teaching. When I'm done talking, I notice no one's even paying attention.
I finally find the marker, but write the problem with the wrong information. I correct it and start solving the problem without knowing what it is I'm trying to solve for. After what seems an eternity, I ask someone in the front what the question is asking for, and he says it's the area of the circle. I had already been given the radius, so this was the easiest question ever, but I had turned it into what seemed a 15-minute problem. The good news is that I wasn't nervous being up there.
I quickly put 225pi up. I see that a red marker is attached to my key chain, so I unhook it, and then walk around the classroom to avoid walking straight by students. I make up an excuse that I need to go to the trashcan to throw away stuff. I empty my back pockets, which contain papers from blockbuster (I guess I worked there). I think Blockbuster has something to do with me being dumber than usual.

In Retrospect: I woke up very frustrated and depressed; this dream really affected my mood, and I'm glad I remembered it, because I was able to pinpoint why I felt so crappy, and change that by reassuring myself that it was all a dream.
The problem that I remember drawing on the board was a circle with diameter of 3, and radius of 3 (which makes no sense). Then it changed to diameter of 30 and radius of 3 (still makes no sense, but when I solved it, I actually picked the diameter, and solved it correctly: 1/2 of 30 = 15. 15 squared = 225, so Area = 225 pi). I also remember writing 7pi/4pi, but I don't remember how that came up.

Justin's Surgery, Kyle's Accident, and Brian's Sweater

Gretchen - friend at SC
Brazil Cafe - restaurant in Santa Cruz

I came back to Irvine to visit Justin and Brian. I went to Justin's house and his hair was shaved all weird and he had some staples in his head. I asked him what happened and he said that he had brain surgery, but that everything was okay now. He seemed very happy so I didn't worry too much about it.
I was walking with Gretchen back in Santa Cruz. I stopped by a little shack that was painted blue. The sun was out and the sky looked really beautiful, so I climbed on top of the shack to admire the scenery. After sitting out there for a while Gretchen joined me. We went back inside her house and I heard music coming from behind a door. I was pretty sure it was My Favorite Band. I opened the door and it led to Justin's hallway (but it didn't actually look like his apartment). He walked over to me, and I said that I had no idea he lived next-door to Gretchen.
I went to Brazil Cafe with Gretchen, and saw Justin, Brian, and Kyle sitting in there at a table. Brian had shoulder-length straight hair and was wearing a pink woman's sweater. I said hello to them and we were all very excited to have run into each other. Kyle said something that I didn't really hear, and then Gretchen turned to me and asked "is he always like that or is something wrong with him?". I had no idea what she was talking about, but then I looked over at Kyle and noticed that his eyes were kind of droopy, his speech was slurred, and he seemed like something was really wrong with him. Brian explained that he had been in an accident and that he's just like this now. Everyone started leaving the restaurant.
I was walking down the street the next morning around 7 am and decided to call Justin to see if he wanted to get breakfast with me. I realized he probably wouldn't want to go because he just went to Brazil Cafe yesterday.

- It was a while before I could actually write this dream down so I'm not sure this is actually the order that the dreams occurred in.

Time For Everyone to Go Home

Night of: February 2
People Involved: Kyle, Rachel, Carley, Chris P., Brian (in conversation)

I have a couple of things I want to show Kyle about MFB, and debate texting him. Instead, I go into his room. I'm now playing Guitar Hero, but for some reason, it looks like Grand Theft Auto, except with motorcycles. Rachel is in there, sleeping, but wakes up and starts finishing off a bottle of malibu coconut rum on the bed stand. Disgusted, I make a comment like, "Geeeeez." For some reason I can't see perfectly--my contacts must not be in.
Rachel responds with something like, "Oh, be quiet," which makes me feel like I'm being quick to judge.
"Sorry... I was being douchey... until now, " I reply, as I'm now on a computer, resizing the edges of a calendar--the Saturday and Sunday days--as if they're cells in Excel.
Kyle and Rachel get up and are going to leave, and apparently Rachel's going to drive them. It doesn't seem like a good idea on account of the malibu.
Chris and Carley are now over, and Carley's going to leave, too. She hugs me, as if she's about to leave and asks, "Are you going to walk me down?" As she's asking, I'm already replying, "Yeah."
We're walking, and it's really in the morning. So early, that it's still dark. I notice that it's quite cold outside. Carley yawns, "I'm really tired... and I'm having one of those Saturdays."
"What Saturdays?"
"Well... I'm your and Brian's sponsor, so I read everything you write [on Sleepy Seconds], and you both wrote a ton."
"Oh... if it's ruining your day, you totally don't have to read it... it's really only to help you remember, and if it's not fun, it's not worth it."

In Retrospect: I think Guitar Hero came up 'cause I had just played it and I got an email from Brian about playing just before going to bed. Excel came up because I just bought the Excel Bible. This was transcribed from the notebook I keep in my bed. It sleeps next to me.

The Dating Game

Night of: January 31
People Involved: Chris, Dana Chambers

I'm at a party and everyone's playing a dating game. By the looks of it, a guy picks a girl, and a girl picks a guy, and they see if they picked each other. To help pick, make out sessions occur. I don't really understand the game, but I know I have to pick a girl.
I recognize Dana and pick her. Chris then says, "You picked HER? She looks a little young."
"Yeah... she's not, though," I reply. She's my age or maybe a year younger.
"Well I have pictures of you making out with fifteen year olds."
Now I'm upset at Chris and embarrassed about the whole thing. I can see that it's Dana's turn to pick, and Chris is trying to make her pick someone else. I don't understand what he's trying to do, unless he likes her. Just as she's picking, I decide to walk away... but I know she's picking someone else, anyway. I pack up my things and leave. If Chris sees me leave, I'll just say something obscene.

In Retrospect: The book I'm reading says to write in the present tense, so I'm trying it. I'm finding it difficult... it's quite different.

A Joke Gone Wrong

Joseph- kid from the teen center
Sam - my sister
Gretchen - friend from SC

I wanted to go for a run but the sun was already setting. I could see the beach outside and a little walkway between the sand and the street. Little lights were starting to turn on on the walkway.
I was with my dad and Sam. My dad was standing outside holding a cup of beer in his hand, and I could see him through the window. I had a ping-pong ball, and I was trying to toss it into the cup, but it kept hitting the window.
I was sitting on a couch with Justin. He had his arm around me and we were listening to someone talk.
I was with Gretchen and we drove into some kind of new student-housing complex. They were all track-housing apartments, but for some reason Gretchen and I thought they were really cool. I think there was another person with us, and the three of us walked up to a door and knocked, hoping the people who lived there would let us come in and see what the places were like. We knew that this was a ridiculous question, but we all thought the whole thing was kind of funny. No one answered, and we started to walk away. I noticed there was poop all over the front yard (which was covered in cement) and figured they must have a dog. A random guy showed up asked if we were all interested in having a tour of the houses. We said yes, and he told us where the sales office was. I ended up laying down in the street next to this guy, and we were talking about something. I pushed his shoulder playfully, and he insinuated that I hadn't washed my hands after the last time I went to the bathroom, then left. I thought this was very funny, seeing as this guy was obviously crazy.
I went to a gym with Tyra Banks and two other random girls, who I believe were also famous. I went into the bathroom to change or something. There was a two-way mirror in the bathroom, and I could see Joseph on the other side of it in an elevator with another random kid. They were messing around, and the other kid was pretending to choke Joseph. I was kind of keeping an eye on them and I heard Joseph start asking the kid to please let go of him. Joseph started to pass out, and I ran out of the bathroom to find the elevator. I pulled Joseph out of it, and he turned into a white fluffy stuffed animal with multiple red eyes. I dragged him up to the front desk, calling for help. The lady at the front desk started shuffling some papers around looking for someone to call. I told them to just call 911. Just as I said that, the stuffed animal started turning back into Joseph, and once he was back to his normal form he seemed fine. People started laughing at me for having been so worried. My dad was there, and I was suddenly dressed in formal clothes, and was picking up black articles of clothing off the floor and putting them into a box. I told my dad that this wouldn't have been funny if he were in my position, and that it's terrible to watch something like that happen to someone who you love so much. Everyone in the room had heard me say this, and responded with a unanimous "awww". I was completely pissed now and left the room.
I walked upstairs to a hotel room that my friend was staying in. Apparently I had been in this place because my friend was getting married here. She was standing on a little stool dressed in black and looking quite elegant. There were people all around her fixing her hair and clothes. I started to tell her what happened, and by the look on her face I could tell that she already knew. I asked if she had put Joseph up to this, and she said yes. I acted like I wasn't that upset, just shocked, and went into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. I had long hair again that was soaking wet, and I was wearing a nice dress with flowers on it. I started to brush my hair.

New Dysfunctional Band & Running With Movies (plus some side stories)

Night of: January 30
People Involved: Kyle, Brian, Carley, my sister (in conversation)
Special: 2 records of hypnagogic hallucinations

I was in a new band/group with a guy and two girls that I didn't know too well. We sat at a booth in what looked like a train cabin. Both of us guys were wearing dark clothes and we understood each other on a different level than the girls did--the girls talked about food and used French words. The guy and I were upset. Apparently we hadn't made it or did something wrong. We were blaming our hats. He was wearing the green Luigi hat, and I had on the cadet Tool hat. We took our hats off and tried to threw them on each other's head. We had a red band button/pin that we threw around, too. I threw it at the guy and it almost went down his shirt, which was funny. I mentioned that it would be amusing if it went down the girl's shirt, so I threw it at her chest. I got it back again and made the same joke except with it going up her skirt. I tossed it under the table and noticed she was wearing blue jeans. At that point, somewhat disgusted yet tickled, the girl got up to order food. She asked for a "broccoli machete."
The girl sitting next to me asked, "broccoli mittete?" implying that the other girl didn't say the right word.
The girl verified, "Machete," and I figured it meant "chopped broccoli."
Music was being played on the radio, and at some point, the guy was controlling it quite simply--he played a Radiohead song (which I don't believe was actually Radiohead. I don't remember what it sounded like).
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Apparently I had read that to wake up, you should look at a long, horizontal red line bit by bit on a digital clock, and then a long vertical line of any sort in the same fashion. This would get you to wake up and log your dream... so I was looking at a long, horizontal red line on a digital clock bit by bit.

Warning: Explicit content
Kyle, Brian, Carley, and I were on the same bed (yep, I'm going there. Feel free to not read on). Playful fighting began and everyone but me got pushed off the couch (I'm transcribing right now, and realize that I wrote "couch," not bed. Interesting). Kyle had fallen on one side of Carley, and Brian on the other. Kyle had shaving cream and was using it to get himself off. Half way off the bed, I used it to rub Carley through her underwear, and kissed her. She said, "You're adorable." Then Kyle and Brian came up to me with their tongues out, ready to kiss me. I sat back, denying them.

In Retrospect: I woke up and was trying to motivate myself to write down my dream, 'cause I totally remembered it. However, I started falling back asleep (twice), and these are what I was "dreaming" about. I'm 99% sure that these were "hypnagogic hallucinations," as opposed to real dreams, and I'm sure they only lasted a few seconds to a minute each, because I woke up and remembered the dream I wanted to write down in the first place--the dream below--as well as these. Also, I definitely wasn't actually looking at my digital clock because it's angled so that I can't see it right now... not to mention that there's no way I could see it without my contacts in. They could've been full dreams, but I doubt it because I woke up remembering all of what's written below, and it seemed like I was only asleep for a second.
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I was outside and saw Kyle on a small concrete bridge (like the ones at UCI). He was talking to what looked like a convict. I walked by and noticed that Kyle had a book of my dvds and I heard the convict ask about Blade 3. Apparently it had just come out in theaters and Kyle was turning the pages of the case, looking to see if I had it. The convict put a knife up to Kyle and said he needed to know if it was there. I came up and said that I didn't have it. I also told him that he was right about it being very difficult to get a movie so early. He seemed satisfied with my response, but just then, a cop with "Mission Viejo" written on his hat grabbed the folder from Kyle's hands. He looked through it for a second, turned the case upside down, shook it slowly, and asked, "See... what happens if you were to do this?"
I cringed at the thought of the dvds falling out and breaking, but I was more worried about the fact that I had them... so was Kyle--he ran. I thought it was nice of Kyle to divert the cop's attention. I took the opportunity to zip up the dvd case and run.
I saw Kyle briefly; he was just running in circles around the bridge. I ran into a room and noticed there was only one girl in there. I kept running through, and opened a door going into a garage. I hid right next to the door, in the dark, because I thought the girl was following me. She walked in, right past me, and the lights turned on. I startled her.
"I'm sorry... I just wanted to see if you were following me," I said, and hid the dvds in a freezer. I remember wondering if it would damage them. I talked to the girl for a bit and she said she knew my sister. She also said that if I was lucky, she might be able to get me into Pepperdine. I realized that she was flirting with me, but she was not attractive, and quite gross looking.