08/01/12

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new msg: "how come I never met your dog?"

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02/04/12

Party

DVDs CDs VHS like it was genx.  Why we needed these for a party, I don't know.

I sprayed the couch with something eatable as if it was a roll of sushi

people crashed the party and then it was empty

fast

some jessica alba type came over late

it turned into a date night

i hid in the closet

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chainsaws walking down the street downhill

too many women everywhere

they all ignored my chainsaw

previously two guys had chainsaws 

they seemed familiar

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01/27/12

i have no idea what i dreamt about last night. ive slipped off the edge.

 but i exercised today. hopefully ill post tomorrow. 

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01/24/12 - 01/26/12

this journal still exists. 

its served a purpose. every morning i wake up and think about it, or more specifically, my dreams.  a good habit has been formed, although i acknowledge it may not be that strong or developed.

the last few days ive simply favoured sleeping in.

how lazy.

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01/23/12

im at a grocery store; looks like safeway

i see two girls i know

they wont go to the movies (or something) with me but they will do yoga

i need the address for sparkys and i look it up online and in person at the same time like its the same process

brown and blo- i forget what the address was now. ruby?

theres a bus involved

i plan to see every movie they are showing in the mean time

i go in to the womens bathroom to get the laptop

i hide in a stall with my feet against the walls

im raised up high enough to see like eight other people doing the same

i get the laptop and bolt

i wake up 

maguffin

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01/22/12

jenna got mad when i bought a coffee off her at starbucks on robson

i told her this is my territory

she said she never thought she would be doing this

why was i bad

but i was wasn't i

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survivor

fishing

singing to this crazy creature as he was trying to catch it

ran out of bait but still danced with it for a bit

it was a sad song

it was cinematic 

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01/20/12

im golfing

this girl on our team sucks

the family is worried that she'll be another write off she is the last to put as everyone is light years ahead

all of this takes place next door at eric rude's

we are in a lake and sarah succumbs to medusa

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meghan spends a million dollars on a record

i visit her afterwards and bring it to her

at the time of purchase she is someone else, a man, old and strong

im working at this record store

breatye is the seond song,  the album is marvin gaye, a record im unfamiliar with

dont forget tthe case

wasnt sure if the tail or wing mattered as much

we could make a movie with that money

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01/19/12 Blank Post

I don't know what happened but I woke up around 5:00am and didn't go back to sleep until 8:00am roughly.  So I got nothing to record about my dreams.  Based on the content of my recent dreams though, I did have an idea for a captivating story.  It's about someone who seeks help because they feel abused, violated, awful, traumatized, because they keep having dreams about murdering their friends.  Who wouldn't be compelled to sympathize in some way towards someone going through that.  I'm moved by my ability to empathize with this fictional scenario.

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Also, I'm noticing my sleeping posture a lot lately and i need to change it but it is too difficult.

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01/18/12

Again, lots of dreams.  Lots of waking up.  And it's clear that my dream journal is a big focus for my mind now because it's the first thing I think of.  Still, I could do a better job of recording stuff right away as I've already let a couple of dreams and a bunch of details slip away.  But, here is what I remember:

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a true vision of hell, but as an academy in many ways

people seem to be signing up for violent beatings

there are a lot of stairs and i escape somehow

still, there is a receptionist to flirt with somehow

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i'm on broadway street maybe

there are apes like in the movie congo

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Damn. I forgot so much. I need to train myself to not get too confident in being able to remember dreams.  The journal is the only reliable resource.

01/17/12

i tricked a zombie into my trust and my room and then i stabbed her neck

it might have been someone like annie

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promoting movies near bear's pass / gussy's cabin

or the bass tournament area off season

andrew george

someone is a movie star

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It's still dark out.  I don't check the time but I go back to sleep.  I think about recording my dreams but don't.  I'm not done dreaming.  I make note of violence being a recent theme and Jo's comments.  I must be harbouring something.
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i'm helping gussy move something big and i pull into his place towing it behind me
i didn't even ask and when i do i realize we are suppose to take it to his cabin
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im in a store and i write my goals

'i will have a job by the end of january'

'i will spend valentine's day with someone i care about'

what am i doing? trying to appear sad? affable? panache

someone's vehicle is getting towed / ticketed according to someone who just walked in

i go outside and mine is gone

i go back inside for details and people come to gossip

suddenly my truck is there

i bring a girl around

we grocery shop for our evening

i think its financially to my benefit and im taking advantage

at home i run to the bathroom because im cumming a bit already

i save some and go to the bedroom with her for some head

drew is sitting outside and smells me as i walk by

i recount the story to ravi

plus one's are easy when you take them
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These last episodes have a very interesting tint, or night time glow.  It's almost like Midnight In Paris or the shade of the background to this blog.  Not quite night time but definitely not day.

01/16/12 Blank Post

I forgot to write down my dreams this day.  It is clear that it has to be the first thing I do.  I had so many dreams on the 17th, it was crazy.  I could have documented a lot more but I awoke to the sound of text messages and I checked one before beginning to write and I think some of my dreams started to fade.  Nothing should enter the conscious brain before documenting your dreams.  This may work as a good a alarm clock also since it is great motivation to get up as soon as you wake up.  There is no real reason not to look forward to this activity either.

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Something to note is that in my first week of recording, I've murdered two people.

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Also of note, is that I'm getting better at remembering my dreams, which is awesome.

01/15/12

steve and i sit down at some sort of canadian tire magazine rack restaurant

i scan the magazines looking for the recent LA Weekly with syd tha kid on the cover

i can't find it and chase down my dad and uncle who snuck away 

i knock over stuff in the aisles intentionally on the way

they are buying me a model car for a late birthday present

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mission statement

I think one way to cure my head is to enter the unconscious dream state.  I've always wanted to be a lucid dreamer; why not try harder?  I know, from research I did in high school, that a dream journal is an important step, if not the most important step, to achieving this.  So here we are.  I forget if I came up with this idea before my dreams today or after them.

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It also feels like a second chance.  This is a reminder to proceed with care and diligence.

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Oh, and the art in the background was done by Lawrence Paul Yuxweluptun.

01/14/12

i woke up before 6:00am from a bad dream

there was more than one batmans; everyone was actors; in costume

the setting was european / british columbian / video game

i trapped < 5 ft tall girl who was an icebreaker in 2005 and knocked her out with a bat

the first blow to the skull closed her eyes or at least that was the intention

the next few for safe measure made her smile

"everyone knows that when you die from being knocked out, your face smiles"

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I ate lots of cookies, fell back asleep, and awoke around noon

there were two rats in the street

they moved like toys

they had construction paper eyes and the colours were really obvious but i forget now

blue and pink or something

someone took their shirt of maybe

the rats suddenly were shirtless too and of nude colour 

i dropped my blackberry; i kicked it away to try to send the rats away

but they came after me and i think that's when i woke up
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