Date of dream: Sunday, April 26, 2009
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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This dream had three sections which didn't seem to link:
1. I was in a big room with my mother and a couple of female friends. There was a woman on the other side of the room, sitting with a man. The room looked like a big common room, with sofas and tables, but the walls were lined with large freezers, like you see in supermarkets. I had worked out that the woman on the other side of the room had some kind of mental power, where she could manipulate people and make them do what she wanted. For some reason, I seemed to be immune to her. She knew I'd found out what she was doing, so she came up to me and tried to convince me to take a frozen meal out of one of the freezers, then cook it and eat it. I knew she had an alterior motive for making me do this, so I refused. She realised her powers weren't working on me, and got really angry, and stormed off.
2. I was laying in a large bed in the middle of a round room, which was filled with lab equipment. I had just woken up, and my friend Rich was laying next to me. I rolled over, in my half-asleep state, and hugged him, then I told him I loved him. He said it back, and I was really happy. I started to fall back asleep, when he noticed I had chewing gum in my mouth, so he sat up and took it out of my mouth before I fell asleep and choked on it. For some reason, I took this as a really romantic gesture, so I sat up and hugged him - again, blissfully happy. When I pulled away from the hug, I was shocked to notice he'd turned into Matthe McConaughey. I suddenly had knowledge that Matthew was actually my boyfriend now, and that I hadn't seen Rich in ages. I was really upset, and felt so disappointed. Matthew was naked, and he insisted that I give him a hand job. I really didn't want to, because I felt like I was cheating on Rich, despite the fact that this was my boyfriend, but he forced me to do it. To start with, he was facing away from me, and I was reaching over him, and I couldn't help but realise he was really small. Halfway through he rolled over onto his back. This was the first time I'd actually looked at his penis, and I was shocked to see that about halfway down it branched off into two sections. One section, the bottom section, was normal but the second section laid on top of the first, and was slightly smaller. It also had a face on the end, with weird squinty eyes, and a nasty mouth with two triangle teeth. I realised that it wasn't actually a face, but an unfortunate birthmark which looked like a face, but I was still grossed out.
3. I was working on a season of America's Next Top Model - I wasn't a contestant but I worked with the production team. The contestants were a mixture of girls from previous seasons, most prominantly Bianca Golden and Dominique Reighard. There was also a girl called Pamela, and a man named John, who was the first male contestant that had starred on the show. We were coming to the end of the season run, and instead of going to an exotic foreign location for the final few shows, we had made the contestants hike to the top of a mountain. At the top was a hotel, carved into the rock, with little wooden doors leading to each one. We had done a couple of photo shoots on the mountain, then had taken a three day break from shooting because the contestants were guest starring on another program. John hadn't appeared on the other show - it was something they only wanted women for - so he had been alone in the hotel for three days.
The girls had just arrived back, and the latest photoshoot involved them having to pose in the snow outside, while wearing underwear. Whilst this was going on, the police had arrived and were questioning everyone about some crime, but they wouldn't tell us what the crime was. I noticed that John hadn't come out of his room to go into make-up, so myself and a couple of the girls went in to talk to him. He told us that he was sad, he missed his girlfriend and his daughter, and he wanted to go home. The girls had to leave because it was their turn to shoot, so I stayed with John. I tried to convince him to stay by pointing out how so many people looked up to him, for being the only male ever to make it this far in the contest, and that he was a role model. What I really wanted to ask him was "How does your girlfriend feel about you living in a house with 12 beautiful female models, and doing lingerie shoots with them etc", but I couldn't think of a way to phrase it.
Date of dream: Thursday, April 23, 2009
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I was supposed to attend a big family get-together at my aunt's house. I had gone to my parents' house to meet my stepdad, and we were going to walk to my aunt's house together and meet everyone else there. When I arrived, he told me to sit down because he wanted to watch the last 10 minutes of his film. I sat on the sofa, and happened to look down on the floor, and saw an enormous spider. I panicked, but managed to kill it, only for another one to appear. This happened 6 times in a row, and I kept asking my stepdad to help me, but he wouldn't.
We eventually were ready and started to walk to my aunt's house. When we arrived, my mum was already there, as was my friend Rich, who in the dream was my live-in boyfriend. My aunt was a tall thin woman with red hair, probably in her late 30s, and she had three sons, ranging from 15 to 9 years old. Rich said he felt a bit ill, so he was going to go upstairs to the bathroom. I stayed downstairs and played Grand Theft Auto with my cousins. After a while, I decided to go upstairs and see if Rich was ok. I walked into the bathroom, and saw that he was sitting in the bathtub wearing only a pair of white y-fronts, washing his feet. My aunt was sitting on the edge of the bath with a plate of sandwiches. She was watching him, and feeding him the sandwiches. I was really upset and angry, and started having a go at them. Rich didn't seem to even register that this wasn't right, and she wouldn't admit she'd done anything wrong. I said "You think this is appropriate? Sitting watching him while he's in the bath?". She said she couldn't see a problem. They both refused to stop what they were doing, so I went back downstairs, absolutely fuming. My mum saw something was wrong, and asked me, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. I said "Go upstairs and see what your sister is doing". My mum went up the stairs, and a few seconds later I heard her screaming "What the fuck do you think you're doing? How dare you try to steal my daughter's boyfriend, you don't do this to family". They all came downstairs after this, and we all started walking back to my house. Rich seemed to think I should be acting normally, but I couldn't even look at him.
When we got home, my aunt and cousins kept walking and went somewhere else. I told Rich I couldn't be around him right now, so I was going to go to the supermarket with my parents while I calmed down a bit. We ended up in a weird European supermarket. I found a set of DVDs that I really wanted, but it was £20 and I had no money. As I walked round, a group of students came in who were probably about 18. For some reason, I was mortified to be seen out with my parents - it was like I was 14 again or something.
Additional Comments:
My aunt is not at all like this in real life, either lookswise or personality-wise. There's nobody in my family that I wouldn't feel comfortable leaving alone with my boyfriend.
Date of dream: Saturday, April 18, 2009
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I was walking to a corner shop near my house because I needed to buy some baby supplies. The last time I'd been there, the shop had been really run down and dirty, but when I arrived this time the place had been renovated, and was really futuristic with automatic doors. I went inside and looked everywhere, but the only thing resembling a baby product I could find was a set of shampoo and conditioner which was designed for super sensitive skin. I looked for quite a while, then decided to just get the shampoo set. On my way to the till, I saw a display of DVDs and sweets, and I really wanted to buy some. I picked up a DVD whose title I couldn't see, and noticed that it was Home Alone. A woman next to me asked me if I'd heard about all the controversy with the film. I said I hadn't, and she said that the film I was holding was the original version of it, and it had been remade as the popular family version. As she strated to explain the film to me, the dream switched to the story she was telling.
The first scene was in a theatre. Macaulay Culkin was in the audience, and he was by himself, but there were about 20 other people sitting near him. The two burglars were also in the theatre, but were sat by themselves on the other side of the room - all the other seats were empty. They were played by Joe Pesci and Eric Stoltz. The play was a comedy, and encouraged audience interaction, and Macaulay in particular seemed to have struck up a great rapport with the people on stage. The people sat around him were all laughing and having a great time, but for some reason he was really annoying the two burglars. After a while, the two of them left, and decided that they would keep an eye on Macaulay, and when he was next left alone, they would break into his house and kill him. A few days later, the opportunity arose, and the two men decided to phone their wives and say goodbye, just in case anything went wrong. The woman explaining the DVD to me told me that Joe Pesci's wife was played by Meryl Streep, and she told me she thought this was perfect casting. She said that Eric Stoltz's wife was played by Halle Berry, and said that was part of the reason the film had to be remade. I asked what she meant, and she told me that this had been supposed to be Halle Berry's big break in film, but before the film was released she caused a huge stir by saying during an interview, that teenagers should throw their car keys off of cliffs, on to ledges below, and then encourage their partners to help them down to retrieve them, so that they'd be in a secluded spot where they could have sex. She'd then issued an apology, where she said it was actually a bad idea, but then she ruined this by saying "but if you do decide to do it, make sure you take a condom". The woman told me that after this, Halle Berry had to go into hiding, until enough time had passed so that people forgot about it. After this, the dream faded back to real life, and I was back in the shop again.
I took my shopping and went home. I'd just moved into a new house which was bigger than my previous one, so I didn't have enough furniture. I was in the garden with my parents, and a buy who I think was my brother - he was hiding round a corner and trying to pretend he wasn't smoking. We were chatting to my new neighbours, and they told me that the last people who had lived here had been the owners of a circus, but it was a sinister creepy circus - it was aimed more at adults, and was a bit like something from a horror movie. I decided to explore the attic and see if they'd left anything behind, and I found four wooden boxes, which all contained paintings on pieces of wood. The paintings were mostly of sinister clowns, and for some reason I decided to hang them in the house, depsite the fact that I had an odd feeling that they were evil. While we hung the pictures, my mum started commenting about my wardrobe, which had loads of photos and ornaments carefully balanced on the top. She kept grabbing the wardrobe and violently shaking it, and I was worried that all my stuff would fall off the top, but none of it did.
Later on, I went to work. I worked in the same office I do in real life, but whereas in reality I take calls asking for me to fix computers, in the dream I got calls from people working in a biscuit factory whenever they had problems. I took two calls - one was from someone who had made a mistake, and needed to re-make a batch of biscuits, but wasn't sure how to make the system go back a step so she could re-do, and one was from someone who had forgotten to put the honey in her biscuits. Neither of the calls were my area of expertise, so I passed the first one onto my coleague Rob, and the second to another colleague, Paul. Rob asked me to go to the factory and make notes about exactly what the worker was doing, and Paul gave me some instructions to take to the second woman. When I arrived, they had made me two biscuits which were on a sample tray. One I ate when I arrived, and the second, an almond biscuit, I saved for later. The first woman told me she'd managed to fix the problem herself, and when i reached the second woman, she was painting her biscuits with honey, then sticking pieces of cereal on. She told me she didn't need any more help either, so I left.
