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So, the other day, I had a somewhat weird dream. I was in this shop that was an incredible mix of fun and gun. There were all sorts of guns, old and new, for sale. I specifically remember picking up a really nice lever action revolver rifle. Kind of somewhat similar to this, but more Wild West looking. The store, having 2 or 3 other floors, also had lots of other cool stuff for sale, like jewelry and coins to collectible antiques and stuff. I remember that the shopkeep was real nice and friendly, but that’s it for him. I was on the way out and then my ex decides to show up and start shit with me, but that’s the last I remember of it. I’m sure there was more to that dream than that, but that’s all I can recall of it.

Well I’ve been real lax on updating any of the things I have on here that I should update, so here’s a collection of various things that have run through my subconscious since last time I wrote one of these:

• Varied, mostly unmemorable sex dreams, what a surprise.
• In a sea of mostly unimpressive sex dreams, one really stood out. I was with my ex and we had a long conversation beforehand, basically making amends and saying we’d pretty much part ways forever after it was over. The sex part wasn’t really even a big part of the dream, but it was nice and passionate. Then she walked out of the bedroom( and hopefully my subconscious) and I woke up.
• More on the nightmarish side of things, I had this one real pleasant dream dream a few days ago where my entire family basically told me they hated me and I was worthless, while I silently stood there and did nothing about it. The whole thing just had this awful negative feeling with it, even after I woke up I still felt pretty bad for a few hours. Not really a fun time
• Ok, I really like this one. This was a weird dream, but real cool nonetheless. I was trapped in a house that vaguely resembled my grandfather’s house. I think there was a girl around my age with me, too. There also happened to be a fucking lion present. Yeah, a motherfucking big ass lion, with a huge mane and everything. I’ve never really been up close and personal with a full size lion, but I imagine this fucker was pretty close to what it should have been, size-wise. After I discovered this lion, it chased me around the first and second story of the house. I eventually ended up getting to the attic and locking myself in there. I wanted to break out a window or something, but I looked out and it looked like I was way too high up to do that. After that failed, I decided to sneak down to the attic door and then bust out and make a getaway. I got out the door and that fucking dream-lion was pretty much chilling in the corner of the room opposite the door, waiting for me. So I haul ass towards the door and I make it around the corner, towards the stairs to the ground level. But dream-lions are speedy motherfuckers, so he was right on my ass by that time. He was chasing after me and then reared up on his hind legs and took a massive swipe at me, which knocked me over and left me some nasty wounds on my back. I remember a massive roar after that and that’s about it. I may not really have won, but it was certainly an interesting dream.

That about sums it up for now. I’ll be sure to keep this updated more often now that I’m actually having some dreams again.

Nothing. Didn’t sleep too good the past few days. Hopefully that will change soon.

Ugh, I’ve been a bit behind on this, probably because I’ve been coming down with a cold. I’ve had some dreams between now and the last entry, but none of them were exciting or worth mentioning. Hopefully I’ll be getting better soon and then I can get back to actually dreaming again.

Well last night was certainly interesting. I’m not quite sure what exactly was going on, but for reasons unknown to me, I was constantly on the move in the dream, trying to get away from something. I don’t really know who I was traveling with, but my brother seemed to be part of the group for some reason. I’m not sure why, but the group I was with was stopped off by a river to rest or something. Now being a dream world, this isn’t exactly a normal river…I was somewhere in between the mountains where this river came from and the flat land that would be around the base of a mountain range. Anyways, it was winter in this dream and there was snow everywhere, but for some reason this river, or at least the part I was by wasn’t frozen, even though it was cold and there was snow everywhere. Me being me, I love to hang out by the water and look for fish swimming around and stuff, but all I saw was some crayfish swimming around. It just kinda swam past me and went up stream from there. That’s about all I can manage to rack my brains for in this dream.

I also had another dream that my ex showed up in, but that one is real fuzzy. All I can remember from that is that it was she was dressed in a rather nice, long, black dress. Other than that, nothing :/

Well, first off, I’m no longer going by days, since I seem to miss days all the time. Now I’ll be using dates, which should be easier to keep track of.

Anyways, on to what I dream about:

Everything from the last entry to yesterday: I’ve had more varying, disjointed dreams about different things. The one that stand out most was some sort of semi-apocalyptic world I was in. In this dream, I was doing super exciting and awesome military mission type work. Guns, squads, explosions, bad guys, all sorts of cool stuff. I even did some top secret type mission where I had to infiltrate some sort of fancy party. That ended up with me getting in a fist fight(while dressed to the nines) with some guy who was being a real douche. I won, since I have mad fighting skills in the dream world. About the only other thing I remember from that dream was shooting someone who looked and awful lot like Snoop Dogg in the head with a gun that looked an awful lot like a FAMAS from a fair distance. Thank you double dose of Snuspository™ for the quite interesting dream.

February 3 entry: Interesting. I had another of those combo sex/action type dreams. I can’t remember what the action stuff was, but it was grave, dangerous work that led to very sensual and romantic sexytime. I imagine that some Snuspository™ could have made this even more interesting and awesome, but I’ve got no complaints.

Slept on my good friend’s recliner(which comes with a totally cool remote that moves it up and down and stuff). Nothing really to report, other than we had a damn good night.

Day 15: I tried using nicotine to make me have dreams again. After many minutes of arduous research, I came to the conclusion that nicotine as a suppository poses no harm to my health. And it would seem that I was right. At least I would hope I was correct in assuming it won’t hurt me, especially since some actual nicotine suppositories exist(not just the lovely ones marketed by The Rev. Sir Dr. Stephen T. Colbert, D.F.A.). A bunch of disjointed sex dreams was the result. Very vague, I have no real coherent memories. I just know it was some sort of sex dream. Don’t know where, with who, etc. I would have tried the Snuspository™ again for day 16, but since we have half-ply sandpaper in place of actual toilet paper, my ass wasn’t quite feeling up to the challenge.

Day 16: I just slept. Plain old regular sleep. No binaural beats, no music, no nicotine, none of that. And I slept pretty good, though I don’t remember any dreams.

Last night was interesting.  I decided to go against the better advice of SuperNeuTRON and sleep with a Camel Winterchill snus in my mouth. Both a good idea and a bad idea at the same time.

The bad part first: During the night, I woke up a couple of times. One of those times was for no reason. The second time I woke up was because apparently I either shredded my snus with my teeth or the package thingy dissolved by itself. Either way, I ended up waking up coughing and swallowing pieces of snus. I wasn’t too sick from that, but it didn’t exactly make me feel great. However, I did not wake up with any irritation from the snus, which kinda surprised me, because that shit gets irritating fairly quickly, most of the time.

The good part: It works. It works really good. I think I’ll probably go out and buy a pack of the strongest nicotine patches I can find and just cut them up and use those.

The reason you’re actually here: Well if you’ve made it this far, I suppose you wanna know if I even had dreams and what they might have consisted of. Well now you get to know! This certainly isn’t much, but it still interests me quite a bit. From what I can remember, I was in my house, more specifically, my bedroom. In my bedroom, I was laying on the floor, right between the radiator/walls/windows and my bed. Everything was spot on, too. The colors, the objects in the room, etc, everything was perfect. So, laying on the floor, I figured looking under my bed was in order(I dunno why I was down there, but I would assume that it was for that purpose in the first place). My gun was under there, as I would expect in reality. But, the interesting part was what else I found. I found a stash of 3 really nice smoking devices. A regular glass pipe, a really nice bubbler and this massive, extravagant bong. I say extravagant because this bong was truly a piece of art. It also seemed to be one of those fancy dream architecture things that defied physics. It was huge, like a very large conch shell with some impossible stuff going on inside of it. Beautiful colors, too. I guess I can blow some awesome glass in my dreams…Also, I have no recollection of any other people in my dream, so as far as I know, I was all alone in this dream, which is a first for any dreams I can remember.

I know, I know, not really a super exciting dream, but I still find it very interesting.

Days 11 and 13 don’t really have anything going for them.

Day 12 however, I had a fantastic dream. Another welcome change from the usual, it was a the girl I really like. No sex dream though, it was much more innocent than that. Just these nice long, calming kisses. The whole dream just had this nice warm, happy vibe to it. I approve.

I’ll be taking a nap for an hour or two soon, but with a twist! Since I’ve been told that nicotine patches may make you have vivid dreams, I’ll be modifying that and just trying some Camel Winterchill snus instead. We’ll see how that one works out.

Sadly, the sleep on the morning of my birthday yielded no results. Maybe I’ll have better results after partying and celebrating my birthday, but I doubt it.

Well, I had at least one dream last night. Probably more, but this one stood out and it seems to be the only one I have any memory of. I had a lovely sex dream about a very attractive lady friend of mine(definitely a welcome change from the usual).

Dreams are quite interesting…I have no idea how I got to where I was, what time it was, any of those types of details. Then there’s other details that…change in a dream. My lady friend has a large and colorful tattoo covering most of her right shoulder and breast and she has her hair dyed a dark red. In the dream, she had no tattoo at all and her hair was a lighter shade than in reality, yet I’m sure beyond a doubt that it was her, because her face was spot on.

Hopefully this means my dream recall is improving a bit, which should lead to me being able to remember more dreams.

Nothing super cool today. I tried a binaural beat and I ended up getting sleep paralysis pretty quick. That was kinda nice, but I fell asleep for about 5 minutes and woke up a few minutes after it ended. Other than that, nothing good to report.

Nothing exciting, probably because I spent the weekend partying and sleeping weird. Also, I was hoping for something last night, since I didn’t party then, but I just couldn’t fall asleep. Hopefully I won’t sleep so poorly tonight and I’ll actually have something to put here!

Nothing of major interest to report for day four or five, except that I’m getting better at remembering details of the dreams I have. Hopefully that will keep improving over time.

From last night I seem to remember something involving defending a train from terrorists. I was in a team with three other people and all of them seemed to be very inept at actually doing their jobs. That’s about all I remember. Oh and now I remember that this dream took place in a cold, snowy, mountainous area.