So many queues....so little time
Method: DILD
Recall: good
Lucid Ability: not tested
Vividness: great
Dream Length: average
I'm in my car...outside a hole in the wall bar. It's really cold.....wintertime maybe. I'm wondering how I got there considering my car's serpentine belt is broken. I get out, and there are a lot of people waiting to go inside. I really want to just go home because I don't want people to see me with car troubles whenever things end. My cousin R shows up, and I ask him about the place (he never goes out to places like this) and I think he tells me something special is going on there. He asks me if I'm going in, and then I finally say I may need a jump. He heads inside, and I hang outside for a moment. A tow truck pulls up and a female hops out, and I flirt with her. One of the guys who works there gets mad at me. I say "oh my bad, I didn't know that was your girl". The guy says he's not with her, and no one else is either, but they're all protective of her. (That made no sense then, and it's making even less now)
I head inside, and the place looks nothing like what I thought it would look like. It's huge, and there are elegant tables everywhere. I'm expecting S to be there, and I'm halfway looking for her, and not looking for her. I head off to the bathroom, and theres a line. When I get inline, I notice that it's really just a row of sinks. Above each sink are paper towel rolls (like at home). Some people have left the water running, and I grabbed some paper towels, and turned off the faucets. Then I finally got to a sink I wanted to wash my hands at, and got my paper towel ready so I could pull it out without touching anything (hospital thing). And I washed my hands. The sink i was using had paper towels in it and it was clogging it up, so the water started rising. Instead of worrying about getting my hands dirty with the rising water, I noticed that the sink was full of brown paper towels! I started wondering why I drove here to begin with as I left the bathroom, and was dumbfounded. I walked across several tables...one of them had a computer mouse. I picked it up, and placed on the next table. Some lady had finished singing some song in the next room, and another guy got on the mic and was declaring her the winner of a contest. I started controlling the volume of their voices as it came out of the speakers. The guy gets mad at me, and has security take a remote controller away from me. He takes it, and I still have another one in my hand. Why the hell do I have a remote in my hand? And why the hell is it a generic universal remote? I become fully aware of whats going on just as I'm outside again. I decided to use VK's RC and I bit directly though my finger. Interestingly enough, I got through everything except my fingernail. I was a little excited, and then I stopped, grounded myself, stabilized, and started praying. When I got to the ground I noticed the dirt sunk in with me...and the dream blacked out as I closed my eyes.
FA
I woke up (in a combination of my house, and D's house), and the office was on TV. Jim was outside talking to Micheal, and his phone started ringing. It was the same exact ringtone thats on my old phone, but his phone looked nothing like it. I started looking for paper to DJ, and I found some printer paper scattered everywhere. They all had random rubbish on them. Just enough so I couldn't write down notes...I couldn't read anything they had on them...I was thinking it was HTML or something. Dad came in, and I was telling him how I woke up early, and mentally I was going over the last dream. Then I woke up for real.
