Peeing in the Shower

I was in a guy's run-down apartment. He didn't have a toilet and I had to pee so I decided to just use the shower. I went into the shower and tried to pull the curtain closed but it kept coming off the rod, and there were two old guys sitting in the living room so I wanted to make sure they couldn't see me. Another girl showed up and held the curtain up for me. When I tried to pee it shot in random directions, and some of it got on my face. I turned on the shower to rinse myself off. I was trying to keep from getting my hair wet but failed, so I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself and one around my hair. The girl there had done the same, and we stood in the bathroom talking as we got dressed. There wasn't a lot of space in there, so to open a package I needed I had to put my arms around her neck and open it behind her head. She thought this was funny and in a mock sexy voice said "oh here" and put her arms around my waist. I found this amusing, but at the same time it was actually turning me on. I started fantasizing about having sex with her, and was trying really hard to ignore this urge.
I was outside on a balcony and had just finished my finals. I was waiting for Lauren so that we could go to the beach. She showed up and looked really beautiful. We rode our bikes over to a beach and sat down on the sand. The water was crystal blue like in Hawaii, and I sat right above the water and put my feet in it. A little kid came and sat down next to me. He was very cute and we started talking about random things. My mom and dad walked up behind me, and the kid continued to talk. Only now he started saying really weird things I couldn't understand, but I managed to catch the words "dad" and "penis". I hoped my parents didn't hear, and just hugged him to pretend like he didn't say anything upsetting.
I was on the same beach talking with my dad about either what I had done last night or what I was going to do tonight. He was upset with me for drinking. I told him that I had only had about four beers and was very responsible about it. He seemed to think that four was a lot, and then started asking me about hookah. I told him it wasn't a big deal and that I feel I should be entitled to smoke it every once in a while if I want to. He kind of gave up arguing.

Dead Mice on the Dirty Ground

I was walking with Justin and some other people through a parking structure. Justin put his arm around me and asked if I saw a future for us. I said yes, but that it was difficult for me to just come home once in a while and then leave again. He nodded and continued to listen. I told him that maybe someday there would be a better situation for us. We walked outside onto a balcony that was like a castle rampart. Someone started to explain the rules of a game we were all going to play. It was like a scavenger hunt and some kind of sport mixed together.
I was running down a sidewalk following a bunch of people. It was starting to get dark and I was afraid of tripping on something. We got to the bottom of a hill and got in line in front of a tree. Someone asked me what my team name was going to be (as in a name for my individual self while on the team). I don't remember what I picked anymore, but after someone wrote it down I wanted to change it to "tangerine". One by one someone would walk up to a tree and pick a tangerine off of it and throw it. Someone's tangerine went into the bushes and I went to go get it. I spotted some poison oak, and despite trying to avoid it I got some of it on my hand. Then I accidentally used that same hand to scratch my neck. A girl on my team handed me a different kind of bush I could use to get the poison oak off. I started hitting myself with the bush.
The game we were playing was supposed to provide us with food, and I think we lost so we didn't get to keep any of the tangerines. I found a dead mouse that I would have to eat for dinner. I started to walk home with the mouse, and I didn't want to pick it up with my hands, so I tried just kicking it down the street. Kicking it made some of it's guts start to spill out, and suddenly I felt like I had part of the mouse in my mouth. It felt fleshy and dry and absolutely disgusting and I started gagging. I wondered how I would ever eat the whole thing. I brought it the rest of the way home by scooting it with a stick.

Wedding Rings for Cancer Kids

I found out that Anastasia was engaged, and it affected me a lot more than it should have. I was talking to her about it, and she was having some sort of fundraiser to pay for a lot of the things for the wedding (ie. the Ring, Dress, etc.). I was debating whether or not i should pay for something. As i was talking to her, i turned away, and when i turned back, she didn't have any hair. At first, i thought she just shaved her head while i was looking away, but then i decided she had already shaved her head, and she was wearing wigs now. I wondered if it was a medical issue. After i stopped talking to her, i kinda collapsed on the floor reminiscent of the way i spent the lunch when i found out that Jenni was going out with Art in 12th grade.

Mario Kart

Night of: March 25
People Involved: Phil Phan

I'm going to have people over, and decide to play Guitar Hero until they showed up. I barely start playing when Phil Phan walks up to my door. I'm at my old house, in my room, and my door is almost shut all the way. I wait for him to walk up, and tell him he can come in. We play Mario Kart, racing each other and all the computer characters. As I'm lapping Phil, my character, Yoshi, turns into a gigantic egg (the Yoshi egg with the green spots), but continues to roll towards the finish line.

In Retrospect: This is pretty obvious (Chris' bday celebration coming up=Phil Phan, guitar hero mentioned between Brian and I that night, and pre-ordering Mario Kart that day).

The Loose Cannon

I was playing handball with Brad outside our church (but it wasn't really our church). I noticed a big guy who looked vaguely familiar and a girl entering the area, and he had a baseball bat. I was nervous and thought some bad stuff was about to go down. I tried to ignore the situation and continue playing handball. It had been a long time since i had played, so i felt very awkward trying to do a lot of things. While we were playing, Bruce Wegner walked up to us and looked very angry. I was a little freaked out by this because he's like NEVER angry. He said something like "the ONE time we don't lock the church..." I immediately knew what happened. The two people i saw earlier were robbing the church. For some reason, i felt responsible for this like i should have done something before, but i was too afraid. I was still afraid, but i decided to go inside the church to see what happened. There was a closed door somewhere, and i somehow knew that the guy and the girl were behind it. I hesitated, but eventually opened it to find them there. I realized who the guy was at around this time. It was the guy we called "The Loose Cannon" at the men's retreat this year. His name escapes me at the moment. I decided to approach him, and i put my arm around him saying, "why are you doing this?" I continued on, "do you know who you are? You are Jesus' beautiful son." He looked a little shocked when i said this, and i felt like it really got to him. I think he started to tear up about this time, and he decided not to rob the church. He started unloading the stuff that he stole and putting it back in the church (which, in the dream, was just a bunch of wooden pallets). I was really proud of myself for doing the right thing as a started to walk away, and then i felt guilty for being proud of myself, so i said a quick prayer thanking God for helping me to do the right thing and making everything turn out right. Then, i went back to help the guy put the stuff back in the church.

Guitar Hero

Night of: March 12
People Involved: ?

I'm in my apartment and someone's knocking at the door. I look through the peephole and see about 4-8 kids, and remember that they were supposed to come over to see someone else, who isn't here right now. They need help with a project. I let them in, and they start walking around, looking for their helper. I tell them, "He's not here... you can play video games in the meantime."
They get happy and come into my room to play. I try to get them out 'cause the video games are in the family room... and 'cause I farted in that room.
Everyone rushes to the guitars in the family room, and I grab one of them. At first, I think I'm second player, but I see the Wii Remote turn blue on the first square when I hit a button, so I'm happy I'm first. We start selecting characters, and people are surprised that I have weird things unlocked. I pick Jesus as my first character, then pick a black superhero--he looks like a black Captain America. I then notice there are two black guys in the room, and they're excited I picked him. I tell them that he's a really good character and start talking about Donkey Kong.


In Retrospect: I miss Guitar Hero.... Brian.

Joe Rogan's Show

Night of: March 10
People Involved: my brother, Tracy Morgan, Joe Rogan, Eric T., Chris P., Kyle H., Phil Mastroianni (high school friend), Tracy Steel (ex)

I'm hanging out with some friends and my brother. He suggests we get tickets to see Tracy Morgan. I find out that Joe Rogan is doing stand-up, so I decide to see him instead. The line to get tickets is huge. Luckily, me, Eric, and someone else get there early, so we're at the front of the line. Chris and Kyle come later, when the line is huge. Some people are cutting in line, and I tell Chris and Kyle that they have a good chance of cutting in with us. They try, and Chris gets caught and pushed out of the line. He immediately says, "Red jacket," and takes Kyle down with him.
We're now going in. Eric and I see that we're allowed to put a word into a box, and Joe Rogan will define it or come up with something to say about that word. Eric picks a weird word and tells me I should pick "Pepperdine." I tell him that's genius and debate putting "USC vs. Pepperdine."
Eric runs in to find seats. We're with another friend. The three of us sit with a seat in between us in hopes of saving them for Chris, Kyle, and whoever is with them. Phil Mastroianni comes up and asks if it's taken. We say we're trying to save the seat and I say, "Phil!" He looks at me with some recognition and asks, "Who are you?"
"Justin. We went to high school together. We built a house in English class."
"Yeah, I remember."
"The last time I saw you, you had a huge beard," I add.
"Yeah, it was crazy, wasn't it?"
I remember that when I saw him, he was married, too. I try to see his ring finger, but can't make out if he has a ring on or not.
It's later now, and I'm driving to go to the show. I look at something on the passenger seat, look back up, and all the cars are stopped. I swerve to the left, but still hit the car in front of me. I pull forward about 8 cars and stop in between double yellow lines. The car I hit pulls in front of mine. It's a middle-aged woman. I apologize right away.
"I'm sorry," we both say at the same time. I wonder why she's apologizing.
"It's totally my fault 'cause I hit the back of your car," I add. I look to see the damage, and there's barely any. I'm pretty happy about that.
She says, "I looked down, and all of a sudden the cars were stopped."
"That's what happened to me," I respond.
"I'll have to get this fixed for you--get all these nuts and bolts."
I look at the back bumper of my red Saturn (my old car) and see the license plate fell off and there are a bunch of holes from nuts and bolts coming off. The damage is much worse than the damage to her car. I then realize that she hit the back of my car--the person I hit must've driven off.
"Yeah, I guess if you can get the nuts and bolts and get the license plate back on," I tell her.
Now I'm walking the rest of the way to go to Joe Rogan's show. I see a friend driving with Tracy in the passenger seat. I talk to them at a light, but when the signal turns green, they drive off. I wonder why they didn't give me a ride. I start running. I text message Kyle at the same time to see if he ever got tickets to the show. He says he did.
I'm now at the show, in line again, and Chris says that Kyle got a ticket for 5:00 p.m., and ours is at 8:00. I see people coming out and say, "Oh, we'll probably see him coming out then." We see him and he says the show was good. He asks all of us in line if we have tickets to the later show, and when we all answer in the affirmative, he says, "Dang."

Chem Lab

Theo - friend at SC
Sean - backpacking friend
Cory - Sean's Friend
Shaney - high school friend
Court - weird kid I knew in high school

I was in a new Chemistry lab. I got to the lab and everyone was starting the first assignment. I had left my backpack in another part of the building. I ran back along a bunch of corridors to find it. When I finally got it and got back to the classroom I was really behind in the lab. The teacher looked like Cory and she was really strict. She yelled at me and told me I couldn't do the lab anymore. I tried to negotiate with her to see if there was any way I could make it up. She eventually agreed to let me do the lab another day.
I came back on another day to do the lab and Theo showed up in the class. He sat down next to me and was talking to me and being really obnoxious as the teacher was talking. I asked him a few times to shut up and was getting really worried. Eventually the teacher got really mad at Theo and kicked us both out of the lab. I was really upset with Theo and scared I would fail the class.
Sean was in the lab as well and said he would help me with it. For some reason we had to go to Point Reyes to work on it. I suggested that we ride our bikes there. Sean pointed out that it was really far away. At first I decided I didn't care, but then I changed my mind so we rode a bus there.
I was on a beach with a bunch of people. The people eventually left and I was just sitting with Shaney and Sean on some rocks. We were talking about people we knew in high school. Sean talked about Court and how weird he was. I said it was really strange that Sean knew Court. We started climbing around on these rocks by the water. Shaney jumped off of them onto the sand. It was a really long drop and I was worried she had hurt herself. She seemed to be alright, but I wasn't going to do it too. I climbed down off the rocks really slowly. As I was climbing I felt really afraid that I might fall. I got down and the water was coming right up to our feet and we were stuck in front of the rocks. Shaney and I decided to just swim. At first the swimming was fun, but then the current started to get really strong and we were getting pulled further and further out into the ocean. Eventually we realized that we were stuck out there. I told myself to just calm down and slowly swim back toward shore. I wondered if Sean would save me.

"In Retrospect": I went backpacking again this weekend, and the last backpacking trip I took was in Point Reyes. And I didn't actually go to high school with Sean, but he really reminds me of my friend Ryan that I did go to high school with.

Group Camp

Night of: March 7
People Involved: ?

I'm at a group camp thing in New York. We're right next to the statue of liberty, but it's gone and replaced with a child version.
I see some kids playing a dodgeball-like game on a tennis court, where two people on one side of the net try to bean a bunch of kids on the other side. The kids have tennis rackets to block with. I think about how it's kinda lame to want to play a game where you get beaned, but at the same time, I think it would be exhilarating.
The leader of our group camp thing wants to have a talk with me, and I can tell he thinks I'm an anarchist.
The group is going somewhere else, and I follow a group of kids to get a ride, but their car is full. I'm now driving a fire truck and trying to follow the leader. I hear what exit I'm supposed to take, but the leader took the carpool lane, and it goes a different direction, so I get confused. I take the exit, and don't know which way to go, so I pick left, which is towards the carpool lane. I end up stopping at a house and pulling up the driveway. It's so steep that the fire truck starts lifting up off the ground. I try to maneuver and end up sideways, and at that point, the truck tips over. A family comes out of the house to see what's going on. I realize I'm at the wrong place and have no ride and no way to get a hold of anyone from the group.

My Old House and Poker

Nap on: March 7
People Involved: my brother, my sister, my niece, Minnie, Bob Kircher, Janet Kircher, Miles Kircher, Kristy Kircher, Brian, Phil Helmuth, Daniel Negreanu

I'm walking with my brother, my sister, and my niece. We're walking towards a pool, and I figure we're just going to hang out there, but they all get in. I don't really feel like going in, but I do anyway. The pool is warm, which makes me realize how cold it is outside. There's a bit of a wind chill. I debate telling my sister that I hate going in the pool sometimes because it makes everything feel colder. I'm throwing a ball around with them and my niece starts getting sad.
It's time to get out now, and my sister is consoling my niece. I'm walking back in what is now my backyard at my old house. As I'm getting to the side door, my niece is running up and throwing the ball. I'm afraid it's going to go on the roof. Instead, it goes over the side gate. My brother gets it quite easily, even though the gate is locked. I lock the gate back up. We then see my next door neighbors (when I lived there): Bob, Janet, Miles, and Kristy. Janet says, "Happy Birthday!" I assume she's just telling me late 'cause I haven't seen her in a long time. She then adds, "It is today, right?" My family chimes in and corrects her, and everyone laughs and has a good time. As we're about to go in, Minnie peaks her head over the wall, which scares someone in my family. She says, "hi" and tells us about how she got her wisdom teeth out (not in real life--no idea where this came from). Her face isn't swollen at all.
I'm somewhere else now and find a note from my sister that says to come find her and return "the ball" and "the owl."
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I wake up and Brian shows up. It's all dark in my apartment. I tell Brian that I need to check my lottery tickets, and that I need to tell him a crazy story about it: 2 guys won the lottery on March 3rd, but they repeated numbers too frequently (which is against the rules in my dream world), so the lottery took away their prize. So now I have to check my old lottery tickets to see if I'm a winner for March 3rd. I find my old lottery ticket, and notice it has numbers on both sides. I also see that the ticket says Kyle and I bought 300 numbers, so it would take forever to check them all. I think about how Brian is sitting in the other room, doing nothing. I actually have The Family Man dvd menu playing on tv, but that's it. I come back in the room, and I see Brian sitting in the dark, watching the dvd menu. I tell him how I love The Family Man, and he says he does, too. We're going to watch it after I check my numbers. I tell him I still have to tell him the crazy story, and he says, "Oh I know!" and I go back to check my numbers.

In Retrospect: Kinda weird that Brian just came over and is in my family room alone right now as I'm typing this.
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I'm waiting for Brian to come over and I find out that the game he wants to buy tomorrow is coming out today, so he's not going to come over. I'm bummed.
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I'm playing poker with Phil Helmuth and Daniel Negreanu. We're all standing up in a circle, and the pot is in the middle. I have a ton of chips. I go to raise Phil, who is to my left, by 1 red chip and he points out that I barely raised it, and he has to call no matter what. I'm a bit embarrassed.
It's my turn again, and I again raise by 1 red chip. He points it out again, and I feel like an idiot. I claim that I meant to raise by a green chip, but I don't know if I really meant to or not, or if I just forgot the values.

Stupid Kids

My mom and i were watching TV. I was waiting for the sun to go down so i could head up to Justin's. I noticed that this seemed to be taking longer than normal. Suddenly, the door bell rang. I went to answer it, but no one was there. I was a little angry, but decided to ignore it and went back to the TV room. The doorbell rang again, so i went to answer it again. Again, there was no one there. This time, i looked around outside before giving up. It was raining pretty hard. I noticed there was an umbrella sticking out of my mom's car (her old car...i miss that car...). I walked over to it, and i found a kid from down the street in the car. He got out and followed me into the house. I tried to figure out exactly how to ask him "What are you doing here?" and just as i started, he began to speak as well, so i cut myself off and just decided to let him tell me what was going on. "PLEASE take care of me!" he shouted. He repeated this a few times, and i said "No." He had some sort of papers about it too. I read on them something about "Deferring responsibility." I told him, "I defer responsibility to my mom, who will, in turn, defer responsibility back to your parents." I think i told him to get out at that point. In any event, he left soon after. A little while later, i decided that it was a bit odd how easily we had gotten rid of him, so i thought i might check outside to see what was going on. It wasn't really raining anymore, but i saw the umbrella sticking out of the car again. I walked over there, and i was shocked to see not one, but many of the kids from down the street in the car, but not only that, they all had luggage. "What the hell is going on here???" i exclaimed. I gathered that they were planning some sort of road trip or something to get away from their parents, i guess. I told them to get out of the car. I raised my voice a bit as i asked them, "What are you hoping to accomplish here? None of you can drive; you don't have a license; you don't have the keys--" one of them interjected here by handing me the keys to the car, which really freaked me out. However, i seemed to be accomplishing my goal as they were all filing out of the car and bringing their crap with them. One kinda fat kid was getting out, and he was right in front of my face, so i decided to try and make a lasting impression to avoid this situation again, and i yelled, "I SAID GET OUT!!!" right in his ear. As he scurried by, two cops walked up, and asked if there was a problem. I told them that i 
thought i had everything under control. The kids had pretty much all left by now, and the cops asked me if we had ever had a problem with these kids before. I started to say, "no," but then i remembered a previous incident involving one of the kids (may have been the part earlier in this dream). They started examining the car, and i was shocked to see a bunch of wet towels and junk in the car. I thought they had taken all their crap with them. The cops helped me get it all out of the car, and some of the kids came back to retrieve their stuff. One of the things that remained in the car was a set of orange ski goggles. I told the cop that these were mine, but he seemed pretty suspicious for some reason. He asked me if the sunglasses were mine too, but i told him they weren't. I don't really remember what happened next, but for some reason, the name "Brooke Johnson" woke me up.

My Identical Twin and Tests Becoming Real

Night of: March 4
People Involved: ?

I'm in class and I have an identical twin (who happens to look nothing like me). An essay was assigned: to write about something frightening. My twin, being lazy, wrote two handwritten pages about derogatory names. To help him out, I decide to read over the essay, comment, and add parts. When the teacher comes in, she asks my twin to read his paper. He does, and the class/teacher love it. He then has to rewrite it to another sheet of paper, so I help with that--but when I'm done, it all fits onto half a sheet of paper--he must've written really big to fit it onto two sheets. Now I'm going to have to rewrite it again.
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I'm in a group of people who are trying to pass an obstacle course test to receive a new status--like getting a black belt. The obstacle course is just a straight path with people kneeling on each side, swinging fake swords downward. The way to get past them is to slap them, which makes them swing, and then slap them again to keep the sword down, and quickly roll past them before they swing again. I try this once, and get to the last couple of guys who are grouped together. One of them touches me with his sword, so I have to try again. I get to the end again and the obstacle changes. I now have to guide people across a street. Every time I walk a group over, some more people start walking. I'm running back and forth with my arms out to protect them. One group comes over, freaking out, and says, "We need help! Call an ambulance!" I see that a few of them are really old, and it looks like an old woman in the group is dying. I hold their hands, guide them across the street, and put them in a white van. I get in.

Poker

Night of: Mar. 2
People Involved: Carl, Jeff S., Brian

I'm in class, and everyone's getting up to leave. I run into Carl, who shakes his head at me, as if I've done something wrong. I ask him what the matter is, and he says that we haven't hung out and I haven't talked to him in a long time. He suggests playing poker at my house in Laguna, and Jeff says he's in. I call Brian on my cell phone to ask, but the connection is bad, so I can't tell what he's saying and vice versa. To make it worse, as I'm talking, I'm losing my voice. After saying one sentence, all I can do is whisper. I stop talking for a minute, but it barely helps.

In Retrospect: Brian and I have a "disconnect" about poker.

Unreal (Games and Chasing)

Night of: Feb. 29
People Involved: Chris & Jeff (Patti)

I'm driving my car and get into an accident. My car then reappears somewhere else, completely fixed. I'm now in a restaurant that looks like Subway, and I'm trying to explain to some people about my car, but they don't believe me. This turns into a video game dream: I know it's not real and I'm controlling a character, but that's all I see (there's no tv or controller or anything). The character is me. I can hear Jeff commentating my moves. I'm driving my car, chasing another guy, and trying to get him to stop before time runs out. I ram the back of his car, and in the very last second, his car flies off the screen, on fire. My car crashes and flips out of control, but finally comes to a stop. I see that my life is very low. For some reason, I'm now kicking a public mailbox, and a pedestrian comes up and starts slapping me. I see a life pack right next to me, but it's too late. The weak pedestrian has killed my character. Jeff finds this amusing.
I'm now playing a video game with Chris. It's Mario-esque, with characters trying to jump from platform to platform. I'm racing Chris' character vertically.

In Retrospect: The duplicating thing may have come from the fact that Kyle, Brian, and I were talking about the movie, The Prestige.
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I'm climbing up a spiral staircase with no railings inside of a lighthouse-like structure. All of a sudden I feel that someone is behind me. I start to turn and he grabs my leg. I quickly try to kick him off.

In Retrospect: I actually kicked violently in my sleep, which woke me up.

Ellen Page's School

Night of: February 28
People Involved: Brian, Ellen Page, Carley

Brian and I are walking with Ellen Page, following her to class on a college campus. She's a friend of ours and we know that she's recently become famous; however, all the people on campus don't even look at her as we're walking. I say, "Man, if I went to this school, I'd be staring constantly."
We're now in what looks like a hotel room on a bed, and Carley is with us--we're playing games.