I was jumping between buildings when I realized that I was dreaming. I looked down at my hands and rubbed them together to try to stabilize the dream. I then continued to jump/fly, feeling like I was mentally counteracting gravity by pulling myself upward. While I was falling back towards earth, it felt like I was going down a drop on a roller coaster.
I was in a tall office building, looking for something or someone. I kept using the elevators to visit different floors. The elevator system was very complex, featuring a number of different shafts and doors and types of elevators. Some of the elevators had attendants, and some seemed to have bars. The floors I got off on also seemed to vary in size.
Finally I got off at a hospital and started looking around. I went behind the desk and talked to the employees. I looked into the back area, although they didn't seem to want me to go back there. The employees weren't entirely friendly, and didn't seem to have what I was looking for. One of the nurses was dressed mostly in black scrubs or whatnot. I kissed her, and then suddenly realized I was in a dream; my view became very vivid at this point, the dream starting to really feel like real life. Soon after, though, I awoke.
I was maintaining the grocery database for the DE staff in a text file. The file was getting rather long and disorganized, so I told the rest of the staff that I'd make the categories more sensible, and that I'd think about writing a piece of software to automatically download the file, which was on a FTP server, and parse it.
I was in school, and when the bell rang at the end of art, I didn't want to leave, so I stayed where I was. When the next bell rang, I was scarred of retribution until I realized that it didn't matter if I missed the class right after art as it wasn't academic.
I realized that the second bell was actually the tardy bell, so I began to dash to the next class. On the way there, I realized I had left my roller backpack in the art room, and so I ran back and retrieved it. While once more on the way to the next class, I worried about the time warps which might affect whether I got there in a timely manner.
I was in school, in a classroom which was also a giftshop of sorts. We were talking and such, evidentially following some course plan.
When the bell rang, I dashed out of class, saying goodbye, and then remembered it was the end of school. Ducking back in, saying have a good summer, the substitute teacher who was there said there was still Sunday. Puzzled, I went to the eating area, where they had large greasy grilled cheeses and tea.
Sitting down, I said that this was the worst meal we'd had all year. The others didn't agree with me, however, and soon I decided that it wasn't too bad after all. I asked if we really did have school on sunday, and someone responded in an annoyed tone that they wished we didn't.
Starting up some kind of game, I was on an airship which was under some crisis. Dropping rapidly, all the lifeboats were cut off and we went to shore on them.
We later boarded our ship again, sailing about on the water and entertaining visitors in our shop.
I and the rest of my class were on a field trip with our latin and architecture teacher, and were walking around in a futuristic looking building of steel and glass. I had gotten a notice, however, of crimes from the governor of Virginia, and was worried that I would be arrested soon. One of them was for some sort of copyright infringement, and I was particularly worried about this one.
I saw the governor walking around as I frantically dashed around the museum, trying to avoid him. I showed the copyright charge to some of my classmates as well, trying to figure out what I should do.
I was a vampire in a group of vampires, the territory of which a new vampire had entered. He possessed some bubble-gum, which I tried. One of the kinds made one fly, and I liked it much better than my Juicy Fruit.
I resolved to get some of this gum. The new vampire evidentially wanted to fight but we never got around to it.
Later, I was in a gaming store and saw a display of similar packages to the new vampire's bubble gum, but they were odd edible balls. I then picked up some darkly wrapped 'Saved by the Bell' gum, which came in many flavors and was near the register. The people with me called for me to come as I poked through the flavors, so I quickly purchased a medium size pack of orange.
I was walking around mall-ish place, nowhere to get food, nothing to do. I ordered a taco from a Mexican restaurant and ate it while pondering what else to get, but by the time I was ready the restaurant had disappeared. I looked for a nearby chinese restaurant, but it had disappeared as well.
I was wandering around when my parents pulled up for a boat show that was occurring, and began following them around for lack of anything better to do.
I was in a dune buggy type vehicle, riding along with Mom. We were on a paved road along with some other similar vehicles, on some platform above a planet. We picked up some scraps from earth- foam paddles and a pen- and put them outside of the vehicle, where the atmosphere would break them down and then allow the car to absorb the material, helping it produce the things it needed to produce. Other vehicles were also looking for such materials.
The dune buggies went very fast and accelerated quickly as well. After picking up these materials, we dropped off of the platform and fell to the planet bellow.
I was sitting in a car, listening to a story on the radio about a group of teenagers who had cut their thumbs off and then tried to sew a gelatin replacement on their hands. The procedure had gone wrong, leaving them with no thumbs.
I then began imagining what it would be like to eat without a thumb, and pondered with pictures flowing through my mind how easy it would be to eat various foods.
I was in a warehouse and saw a person that I had never before met in real life, but knew from the internet. I greeted him, but he simply threw kitchen knives at me repeatedly, crying. I dodged the knives and tried to figure out what was wrong, thinking that he just didn't recognize me.
He questioned me, asking how I could dodge all his knives, and I responded that that was what I did, and I had become skilled at it.
I was in a schoolbus along with a group of other people, riding through a woods, trying to get away from something. The buss's seats were as wide as the buss, leaving no aisle.
Suddenly, ahead, there was a group of deer. They had arms, and were really more of a half-deer half-human creature. They shouted at us, and as we were hurdling downhill, began throwing spears and shooting arrows.
I, very fearful and staring at the back of the buss as spears embedded themselves in the frame, wondered who had given them such technology. We crossed a river, unhurt, and then began driving on a road, trying to get away from the creatures quickly, and passing other vehicles on the way.
I was in a schoolbus along with a group of other people, riding through a woods, trying to get away from something. The buss's seats were as wide as the buss, leaving no aisle.
Suddenly, ahead, there was a group of deer. They had arms, and were really more of a half-deer half-human creature. They shouted at us, and as we were hurdling downhill, began throwing spears and shooting arrows.
I, very fearful and staring at the back of the buss as spears embedded themselves in the frame, wondered who had given them such technology. We crossed a river, unhurt, and then began driving on a road, trying to get away from the creatures quickly, and passing other vehicles on the way.
I was working on a school project the night before it was due, and everything was coming along nicely.
The next morning I went to a reasturant where everyone at school was eating, and stood nervously next to the stack of serving trays for a while before ordering something, having just noticed the menu. As I was standing here, numerous people, perplexingly, asked me if I had just had surgery, which I hadn't.
I went to a table to eat, and, finishing, went to the school. We were to all race our racers which we had been working on. Mine was some sort of flat piece of cardboard or the like, with a handle on strings to the left and right sides. Shortly after I went out of sight of the crowd, my racer wouldn't move, and I knew that I wouldn't win the race.
I and a group of other people had formed a Diablo II gaming group at my school. We mostly played solo, but were hording items together.
Before school started, we were meeting in the area where we kept our books full of Diablo II information. I had taken two of the books home the last time we were at school, and was carrying them in. One was an extremly thick book which, among other things, had item stats in it and the other was much thinner.
Other members of the group were also there, and I chatted a bit with them. Soon, however, we discovered that a harpy was roosting in an area a little above our nook. Jumping on it, we tried to defeat it as best we could, while it flailed around. Eventually we suceeded, possibly to some casualties.
I was fleeing an enemy, along with numerous other people. I had attempted to do this before, but had failed. My view was from far above as I dashed about, attempting to avoid them. One of their cannons shot me, and stole most of my gold. The rest was dropped on the ground and I rushed to pick it up, so that I might not get shot again and killed, with no gold to defend myself.
Eventually I made it behind a barrier, where it was evidently somewhat safer. I began talking to some of the other people who were fleeing, and made some friends.
I was dressed in black, carrying a long sword in my hand and wearing skulls upon my knees. A small, childlike person carrying a shorter sword and a woman were also with me.
We came upon a swamp, dense enough to walk upon after one's feet had sank to a point where the muck was a little bellow the knees. Entering, a number of lanky creatures came up, and we launched into battle. I aimed my sword at their necks and chopped a number of their heads off, but the child that was with us couldn't bring himself to follow my example and began to cry, muttering something about his parents.
While this was happening, the woman had dissapeared into the swamp. We set off, walking in the swamp, the child continuing to cry.
I was in Latin class, playing a Super Mario GameBoy game on my Visor Deluxe. The game was suddenly very noisy, with lots of jumping noise and background music.
The teacher thought it was a cell phone, and asked whose it was. I tried to mute it, but it wouldn't work. Then I tried to get back to the launcher, so that I could turn it off, but it was very slow in doing so. Everyone else was looking around the room, but only a few seemed to see that the noise was coming from around me.
Finally, I got it turned off and slipped it back in my pocket.
I was clicking my G2 pen in order to write with it when I noticed that my Visor Deluxe, which I was holding in my other hand, was flipping between Memo Pad categories when I did so.
I decided that clicking the pen made it trigger the power button, and that I hadn't noticed it before because the power button was broken, resulting in this feature only working when the unit was turned on. As infrared is the only wireless setup on my Visor, it must have been using that, although I was somewhat mystified as it wasn't on a level with the infrared port.
I then went to the Todo List and began writing things down with my G2, happy with my discovery that it could function as a nifty wireless stylus.
The NSR code was scrolling in front of my eyes, evidentially controlled by me although there was no scroll bar or other interface. It was formated as Project Builder would formats code.
At one point, a line containing a text string that lead me to believe it was the section of code for the help command popped up, but then I realized that absolutely nothing was done with that string, and was confused, as I thought that the weird line should cause an error when compiling.
(at one point I thought 'oh, great, I can study the code while I'm sleeping')
Mom was driving me to a big play, organized by a teacher at school. I was to be in it, but had evidentially forgotten about this until the night it was to be put on, and didn't have a script or costume.
Arriving there, I talked to the teacher and was relieved to find out that I wasn't needed.
I was playing on a MUD that I recently joined, and standing in a small nook or shop with only one exit, to the west.
I had a list of instructions printed on a white piece of paper, and was following them. They involved taking some sort of robe or other wearable item, wearing it, using it's power or just seeing how powerful it was when worn, and then using the 'indeed' emote to indicate that the next person could try it on.
I completed the instructions, but I don't think that there was anyone else there. Then I woke up.
(out of school for the hurricane == increased dream recall)
I was driving the van, with my parents in the other seats as usual. I think I was on some sort of racetrack, or possibly near a town or other area with tight curves.
My parents were telling me to stop, yelling, and I was slamming down on the brakes. The pedal was to the floor, but the vehicle wouldn't stopped.
I was playing a MUD, trying to kill things but not being too sucessful at it. I quit the mud and started to play a graphical game, but soon force quit that too.
I then got a message that I had been investigated and banned from the MUD for killing 'pregnant' mobs and the like. They had put my name on a webpage for this, and said that if I contacted them we might be able to work this out. I wasn't interested, as I didn't enjoy the MUD anyway.
I was changing my PDA's batteries and started to daydream, having already taken out the old batteries. When I snapped out of it and put in the new batteries, the PDA's power had ran out and my data lost. It didn't, however, go through the usual process after having been reset, but instead just didn't have any data on it.
The Datebook button triggered the ToDo List, oddly, but all the other buttons worked normally.
I was playing some sort of game, and was assured that if it got too easy I could turn up the difficulty, which would result in some of my appendages being removed.
I was floating towards a business, which looked like a bar. They said that they'd provide you with computers (Mac, Windows, or Unix) and make you comfortable. They also expressed the fact that your employer would pick up the tab, since you were working on a computer.
On the inside, there were lots of rolling chairs with computers in front of them, and they rolled about the floor as those sitting on them sipped coffee and typed away.
School had just started a few days ago, and I had some how gotten a free homework pass from one teacher. It would work for all of his classes for that one day, and I started discussing it with other people.
I decided to use it, and we began to plan this.
I was carrying a poll structure with my classmates. As more classmates came with us, we extended the structure so that all could grip it. We walked through the streets, grinning and carrying our structure.
Eventually we entered a large tented area, and could see our other classmates through a hole in the far wall. Nearing the hole, a group of parents started to follow us, and talk. We intended to set up our tent outside of the hole.
I was working on the FIC website and added a k-1 class earthquake to it. Thesse earthquakes had evidentally just recently been released and were the craze everywhere. Talking to people, they all said that they loved the new earthquakes and that they were using them everywhere.
I was walking through the woods, using a long stick to poke at things people had stored in the canopy above. Eventually, I arrived at the van, and took out a motor which I then started and did something with.
When the motor wouldn't start on automatic, Dad took it and started it on manuel, determining that it wasn't broken.
I then started throwing various foam and balsa wood planes, not doing very well and throwing them right next to a road which cars were speeding by on.
I was in a room in a large house, flying a glider in Glider Pro. The walls were collored a dark pastel green, and the door was the same color. I was wearing some combination of jeans and sweat pants, and got confused about which I was wearing at one point.
After flying through the room and dashing about naked, waiting to go to the next room, I heard a voice through the door, wondering if anyone was in here. I said that someone was.
A bit later, a bath tub suddenly appeared at that end of the room, with someone in it.
I was running around in a 3d side-scrolling type game, there was candy everywhere, I opened a package which contained Mario candy and ran over one with Sonic and Tales candy.
Nearing a package of peeps, I opened it and took one out, beginning to eat it.
I was watching a comic about two people who knew that the car they were driving was powered by slaves.
To be exact, each engine was powered by 1,000 slaves who could produce about 20,000 horsepower each. The car had two engines.
I and my parents were visiting a college, where it seemed all the faculty and students were from a particular area; they all had distinctive features and darker skin.
After eating some food, spending a while in the library and burning a book so that I could leave a building, I circled around the campus so that I could return to my parent's vehicle, as we seemed to have been seperated.
I was in a post-apocalypse world, able to feel the existence of other shamans easily and kill them at a distance. I could also detect creatures and humans, although I could not feel their existence unless it was a location of much violence.
I had just arrived in a new location, and after picking some plastic off of a piece of cardboard killed the surrounding shamans so that they could not kill me.
I was following a construction worker out into the rain. We crossed the road and talked to some other workers, who then set about doing something. They were all wearing "coveralls", which looked like a loose covering which zipped up in the back. The worker I was with pulled one out of a cloth bin which contained a number of them and I climbed into it.
We then walked back into the building, ducking into an unoccupied area to await the worker's finishing or some such.
I was rejoining a WC3 RPG, this time in the form of a Troll Headhunter. I adventured through the various stages, finally getting to the last one where the other remaining player was. The Sexy Medic stepped out of a room, pulling her uniform's pants up.
(away from home + forced to get up early != dream rememberance)
I was on a PHPBB, reading about a war, then my view flipped to a live reporter who was covering it, and had a camera.
Then I was with my parents, talking to a general about the army. He was rambling about how difficult it was to move from active to inactive service, etc, etc.
I was surfing a PHPBB, reading about Someone's Amazing Plants.
I was lost, looking around for the family vehicle. I eventually found it, with my stuff in it, but no one else was there. Looking around, I saw an identical vehicle which my dad was driving. I hopped in, but then noted, starting to panic, that my stuff was in the other van. He said that there was no time to get it and drove away.
I had dropped my Visor and started to panic further, but then realized that it was right there on the floor.
I was in a complex of hallways and warehouses and such, kind of like a mall, along with my classmates. We were wandering around, looking at what they had there, things we wanted to buy. At one point people were in the halls handing out styrofoam peanuts to throw at people.
I followed some of my classmates to the warehouse, where they had various naval and army type things. My mom was there, and told me to get some presents for my relatives. I complained that I had no idea what to get, and then looked around.
There was a display of knives in cases, along with a repair kit also being displayed, which looked like a glasses repair kit. Mom showed me a blueprint for something. I was thinking that the knives would be best.
I and a group of people were being led around, seemingly for a birthday party or somesuch. We started out in a park, playing a few games, then went to a movie theatre place that was also for gambling and got a mini pizza from there, and then went outside the building and raced in cars.
I realized that I had MechWarrior 5, which I had forgot, and went to play that, which looked more like StarWars : Mechs. I had found a book in some series that I and someone else with me had been discussing, and gave them it.
Someone was showing me bowls that they were considering for Christmas presents, one was green with a very faint blue pattern, the other white with a silverish pattern.
I was on my computer, putting programs on my calculator, changing a hexadecimal number after every few programs I had uploaded. This was evidentially the address they were to be placed at.
I then received an AIM message from a stranger, saying "Evil has returned". I then quickly wondered if they meant the evil hexadecimal number/calculator program.
In a forum, people were asking questions about an Escape Velocity : Nova editor, it could edit most of the resources and a player editor was planned. Someone was asking if a shop editor was going to be put in as well.
One scientist was examining a jar and thought it's contents were important. It looked like a squid-like creature with legs instead of tentacles. He asked another scientist to look at it but the second scientist requested that the first bring the specimen to him, the first got angry for a bit and then complied.
The second scientist said that they needed more proof, and that the legs could have simply been sewed on, but the first disagreed and got a bit angry again. The second scientist wanted to open the container to look more closely at it, so that they might be certain, but the first didn't want to disturb the specimen.
I had signed up for a bloan, or rhyme, tournament. The first one I tried was easy, only about 5 words, and said something about Shakespear and everything. The next, starting out about 'Our lord's pepper stew', was the size of a book, and after starting that one I gladly woke up...
I was looking around for stuff for a weird converted-to-digital camera, and came up with about 10 used sheets of 'film', some with clear squares other with brownish film-colored squares. Each had a fogged apple logo at the top.
I also found around ten or so short things to plug into a wall socket, which could accept one of the pieces of film. I have no idea why I had so many, and remarked about such to Dad, who was there.
Then I found the camera itself, which had a slot in the bottom to accept the film.
I was in The Frozen Throne's World Editor, working on my RPG map, iceshard. In particular, I was making use of the Spell editor. Can't remember what the spells were that I was making...
I was playing Warcraft III or TFT, couldn't tell in particular which one, although it would probably have been a TFT game. We had just destroyed an enemy base, and were heading down to another, possibly the last one.
I was standing inside of a building which was closed for the night with nothing particular to do, supposedly waiting for it to open. I didn't feel that I was trespassing or anything, but that it was a rather normal thing to do.
Standing by the glass doors, I saw someone walking past. I opened the doors and they said that they were here to wait for something - not sure whether it was something inside the building or a train or buss. I let them in the building, and walked out myself, looking around a little and continuing to wait.
I was staying up all night to reset my sleep schedule and getting confused about whether it was AM or PM, and wether my parents should be up or not.
I was reading on The Frozen Throne forums about how a person's computer crashed right after they used the Crypt Lord's ultimate.
I was reading reviews about remote controls for my computer in MacAddict, this particular one was quite collorful and seemed to bear the name "Quicktime Mega Bazaar".
I noted to my Dad that "Remote controls don't look like they have good progress bar support.".
I was on a field trip with the drama department, we walked into a domed room, a teacher proclaimed that it had "Tremendous acoustics". Then we entered another room where the teacher's friend was teaching an art class.
I was standing outside a building, people were putting out bird food, the bird started to depart. Looking in the sky, a large flock of birds was visible. Someone remarked they theses birds didn't usually come. I said something about ti being a bird army, and they agreed, after which they rushed inside.
We stood on the picnic table as the birds came in and began to eat the food. After this, they turned into humans, and were ushered inside the building.
Charles was holding another racing event at the end of which everyone rode motorcycles to the end. At one point the race was a game with the task being getting balls in hoops in the water.
I was participating in a racing event. I was riding a weird wooden platform, one person a camel, another person a double platform, and someone a double camel. Everyone raced in turn. No winner was selected.
I was, erb, sitting in a bath tub for a while. Then, getting out, I turned on an alarm clock/radio to look at the time and turn on the music.
I was wandering about a train station with someone else that I knew, talking to the people there and doing other things.
I was trying to compile some program in perl, removed the sandbag, gcc, etc from it, but couldn't get it to compile. It was written in C, but for some reason I /had/ to compile it in perl.
(yes, I removed the sandbag from it's source. don't ask me!)
Someone had won my eBay auction, but I didn't have the invoice email I had written up with me. I began to panic.
I was in the Baitshop IRC channel. Some people were trying to debug a WarCraft III map.
My client announced me as being AFK in the channel as I hadn't done anything there recently, but, strangely, the preference for announcing this fact was turned off. I checked, and it was still unchecked.
My parents and I are at an Apple store, and I'm playing around with a computer controlled remote control car. If you dip down the remote, the car automatically comes back to you. It also senses and avoids crashes, unless you point a second movement stick on the remote in the direction you don't want it to prevent crashes from. This was quite fun.
A false awakening; I was in my bed, laying down, and a bee was buzzing at the corner of my pillow. I swatted at it a bit and sat up, looking around for it.
I was developing some software, getting input from users. Problems with the windows implentation came up frequently- quite like it does at times with FSO scripting, in fact.
We were arranging who was going to take what rooms, sets of two connected, people were sneaking about, discussing the matter.
I was following around some olderish guy, various other people were milling around, we climbed up a stack of books/a ladder to an observation room, people wer floating around outside it.
I walked into a building, waiting for someone, then one of my classmates entered, others were looking for signs of us outside, there was an elevator.
There was a stack of pies, the premade boxed kind with the blue ribbon, and I was taking some down to eat at my table in this fastfoodish place.
Later in the dream, I was walking beside the highway.
Was laying in bed when a bit of a dream flashed into my head. All I managed to hold onto was this: Viking Ship/Sand/Playground.
I was a freshmen at some kinda academy for royal folks, and was sitting at a table eating, overhearing some jokes about freshmen by the higher-ups.
It was raining horrendously, and the cats were looking very pathetic, so I let them in, and, in doing so, noticed that there was a horse at the door.
I was taken on, right before the project was launched pubicly, to work on a website with two other staff members. It had facilities for us posting news, for uses to post their own stuff, and for one other thing.
Was trying to remember my last dream, but then fell back asleep, and so all I could remember was this:
We teleported to a battlefield.