i had weird dreams last night, but i've been dreaming a lot lately.

the first one i had was of me playing a game. it was, more or less, a visual novel, and i was trying to get this guy and a girl together. i know there were multiple endings to the story, but i tried my d***edest to get the best ending. i don't really have much memory of the events that led up to me getting said ending, but it involved the two people tying the knot. the first time i ran this portion of the game, i managed to p*** off a cop or something like that, and he of course strangled me to death. i remember the "game over" font being this really creepy font, looking like it was written in blood or something like that. after that, i tried to find the girl my protagonist was supposed to marry, but for whatever reason, the game wouldn't let me find her. it turned out that i needed to talk to her friend, and when i did, she found the girl for me, and i actually was able to watch the best ending without getting strangled or seeing a terrifying game over screen written in blood.

the second dream i had was about a bus trip i took. i'm not sure where i went, but i felt like i'd traveled a long way in this bus. we had driven this bus all over these crazy-ass hills with no trouble. it was a big thrill, and i remember that i was talking to some people while on the bus. well, at the end of the trip, we went onto a road very close to where i live. i guess i must have been really hyped to go home, because i remember singing something really loudly (i want to say a van halen song, but i can't remember.) while i was sitting there, i felt my calf muscle on my left leg start to cramp up, and immediately afterward, i woke up to the mother of all cramps in that leg. i woke up at, like, 8AM with this leg hurting, and now that it's about 12AM the day after, my calf muscle still kind of hurts.

A few nights ago I dreamed about trying to take the Calculus CLEP test. Why I would do such a thing is beyond me, but maybe it was a prerequisite for my dreamland grad school.

For those wondering, calculus is defined as the point where my brain stops understanding (and caring about) math. I'm glad I never had to take a calculus class.

i had a dream where i went to what i recognized to be disneyworld with my friend michael and his immediate family. i remember running into shigeru miyamoto and talking to him. (presumably, we could both speak the same language.) what i remember most about the dream was that my friend and his family went on a roller coaster which, when it reached the station again, ended up colliding with the train that was currently boarding. someone told me that there was this crash, and i ran over to find out what had happened. it was hard enough of an impact that his mom was injured, but they were okay. i remember having a morbid fear that they had been killed.

sometimes i have dreams where i feel severely depressed the whole time i'm dreaming, and i think this may have been one of those. i know i at least felt like that while i was fearing for my friends' life, though.

In what was probably a result of my recent Avatar: The Last Airbender obsession, I dreamed a good ol' dream where I was part of that world. I was a waterbender in a battle against another waterbender. It was kind of funny. The other guy kept trying to hit me with a bar of ice, but I would turn it back into water and move it out of the way and then he'd turn it back into ice and fling it at me and the process would just repeat.

uh oh ice attack NOPE THAT'S LIQUID NOW oh crap it's ice again NOPE WATER HAHA oh he re-iced it HA NOW IT'S WATER

Felt like the dream only lasted for about 4 seconds, but man was it fun. I want more dreams like that one, man. Preferably they last longer as well. Getting kind of sick of the depressing/scary ones that wind up being the long ones, though lately dreams in general don't seem to be too common for me.

well, i'm a bit too tired to remember both of the dreams i was gonna post, but here's one, at least.

i had a dream last night where i was playing a zelda game that nintendo had made for the PSP, of all things. it was a collaboration between nintendo, sega, and sony, and it was much more action oriented than most of the zelda games i've played. i could jump by pressing the X button and swing my sword while in the air or on the ground. its art style looked like ocarina of time 3D, but a bit less bright in terms of the colors it used. though there's already a zelda game called twilight princess, i remember telling my buddy derek that this game shared the same name, and he was surprised.

the day i was playing this, me and some of my friends from my high school and college years were hanging out, and we were supposed to go bowling. i was at my grandmother's old house, even though it had been sold years ago, and we were all going to go bowling at some point. before we go, i have a sour patch kids flavored beer, and after one beer, i get seriously angry and violent. my buddies leave me after that, and i spend a lot of time running after them to try to catch up. i end up having to take the elevator through some place's arcade, up the elevator to a ghetto-ass retail shop like the big lots i worked at back in the day, and i forget where else. i know i woke up before i found my buddies, which was kind of disappointing. if i couldn't go bowling with a mix of my buddies from high school and college, it would at least be nice if i could go back into the dream world to get a copy of that twilight princess PSP game.

i'm starting to wonder whether or not my medicide is giving me dreams like this, but here's another

i had a dream that seemed to be from multiple perspectives. my parents (at least i thought they were my parents) got a vacation home down somewhere on the beach. apparently it wasn't just them who owned it, because i remember some other families coming down and spending time with us. angie, one of my OCs, was there, for whatever reason. anyway, we stay down there for a few months in the summer, and like i used to do when my family went down to myrtle beach, i'd gotten a lot of fireworks. this will come into play later.

anyway, i remember that after a few months had passed, we were still down there. i think it had gotten to be november, and i asked my dream!parents if we were going back home anytime soon. they told me that we were going to end up staying there, which is something they had never told me or any of the other kids that we were going to do. anyway, i remember that i had packed my stuff and was ready to leave when i heard this, but couldn't. well, fair enough, i guess. i remember hanging out for the next few days or weeks with some of the children of the other families, all about my age. i'm pretty sure angie was one of them, but i don't remember if she and i were flirting or not. i do remember that a lot of the girls from the other families were really hot, though. still, it was pretty innocent flirting, just young people being young people, i reckon.

well, not too long after i had heard this, we had obtained a big thing of stevia. well, i think i was using it, but i don't remember who was the point of view character in this dream at this point. in real life, stevia isn't a fire hazard, but in the dream, i remember someone saying that it was. of course, something caught on fire and ignited the flammable!stevia. the condo we were in lit up pretty quickly after that, and i remember getting out of there as quick as i could. they didn't go up immediately, but the whole place was f***ed when the fireworks i'd bought went off. i think the building collapsed on itself after that, and i don't know who made it out besides angie. i remember at this point that the camera, as it were, followed her while she fled and made her way back to her hometown. apparently the story had made national news or something, because i saw her get out of a plane to an applauding crowd. i think i woke up after that.

I always like reading about Fireball3k dreams.

Last night I dreamed that I was getting married. I've had dreams like that many times over a period of many years, but this one was unusual because I was fully cognizant that I was in a dream. As with my other dream weddings, this one didn't work out quite according to plan.

Anyway, the ceremony was about to begin. I was dressed up and ready to go, and people were arriving at the church or wherever the ceremony was to take place. Unfortunately, I was having second thoughts. I realized that I hadn't known the bride for very long, and perhaps marrying her would be a mistake. I was about to run away and go into hiding for a while, because fleeing is apparently the best way to avoid your problems (and since the bride wouldn't be upset about that or anything). Then I began to think about all of the people who would be disappointed if the wedding didn't happen (for some reason I was only thinking of my family and friends - not the unlucky girl who would've been stranded at the altar). Since I knew I was in a dream, I decided it would be a lot more interesting to go through with the wedding and see what happens next. Unfortunately, I woke up shortly thereafter, so we'll never find out for sure.

I had this weird dream where I was running through a dark, and foggy forest, with this figure behind me coming closer, and closer.
I run through some trees to avoid him, and he floats by.
I continue to run, and find this old barn. After determining that it wasn't going to fall apart, I walk inside.
Nothing special about it. but it did seem like a good spot to rest for a second.

After a few minutes, I feel something touch my shoulder.
It was the figure that I was running from.
"Tag! You're it!"

So. I proceed to chase him, having somehow gained the abilities of a poltergeist. I'm knocking stuff into his path to slow him down so I can tag him.

This is pretty much the extent of it. This game of tag went on for a good while before devolving into total randomness that I have trouble remembering.

Started off with the makings for a nightmare, but never actually erupted into one.
Even at the beginning, the emotion wasn't fear. But rather, confusion, then playfulness, then a technical analysis (The barn), then more playfulness.

right, well, i was gonna post this in the morning, but i was using my tablet and it was way too slow to type out something of this length. in short, this dream involves pretty much everything i normally dream about. *sigh*

so i dreamed that i was going on a trip with a bunch of people somewhere. if i had to guess, i was going to orlando, florida, given how it went. i'm on this bus with a load of people i either know through real life or know from anime. we're basically taking a party trip down to the disneyland resort down there, the one i went to as a child. we make it down there one night, and we've all rented rooms at the hotel there. park the bus down there one night, and i look up at the clear night sky. all of a sudden, someone links their arm through mine and tells me there's something they want me to see. it's the girl i crushed on in middle school (2001? 2002? it was during my first year at MFGG), aged up to my current age. okay, she's coming onto me, so of course i go with. then, i hear it. it's a rapid, soft booming sound, and i remark that it sounds wonderful.

okay, yeah, it's f***ing disneyland at night and it's me and i'm with a girl, so of course it's a f***ing fireworks display. *sigh* sometimes i feel ashamed for being so predictable. it's not like it felt bad at all, it's that i'm ashamed of liking what i like sometimes.

anyhow, we plop down on the grass near the hotel, somewhere where we've got a good view of it. she cuddles up against me, and she's like "this is so romantic, isn't it?" the most romantic thing i can think to say in the aether of this dream is an estimate of how big i think the individual shells being used in this display are. at some point, i realize that a critical document that i needed for something on this trip has gone missing from my back pocket. why it was there, i don't know, but i know it's gone.

anyway, back to the romance horses***. you know how in the movies (or, hell, in real life) people just know when they're supposed to kiss somebody? that happens, one thing leads to another, and then here we are doing the french waterspout in the grass, if you know what i mean. (i mean having sex, of course.) the whole time i'm talking to her, i'm super nervous, so i can't perform well. i remember thinking okay, maybe we should go back to my hotel room and try it there. we head back that way, but when we get into the lobby, a number of the other people on the trip were waiting for me there. one of the organizers of the trip, a guy named koichi shido from high school of the dead asks me if i'd lost something, to which i said yes. in the show he's from, he's as smarmy of a sonofab**** as he looks, and he's no different here. he holds up the paper i'd lost, reveals that he and other people had pranked me by nicking it from my back pocket while i wasn't paying attention. turns out the girl who was into me was in on this, and she was basically the bait they used so that i'd be too distracted to notice someone take it from my pocket. of course, i feel betrayed and i'm insanely angry. i leave to the common room, where shido and one of the guys on my trip follow. i open a bottle of lemon soda and demand to know from shido and this other douchebag who all was in on this. i pour part of my soda on shido's head when he just mocks me, then i turn to the other guy and get the same reaction. i fake like i'm going to dump the soda on his head, and he laughs, which p***es me off enough that i go ahead and do it.

a bit later, another one of the people who was on the trip, miyuki kobayakawa from you're under arrest, came in and sat down at the table in the room. what the hell she was doing on the trip was beyond me, but since i'd seen her with that group of people who had pranked me, i of course confronted her. she denied being in on it; in her home series, it'd be really out of character for her to do something as bad as that, considering she's a japanese policewoman. i demanded to know who did it, then, and so she wrote down some of the names of people who had been in on it. i don't think i ended up actually doing anything about it, because the dream cut here to the next day.

the next day, we went to this obstacle course sort of thing. it looked like fun, since they gave you special equipment that let you parkour on a level that you can only really do in the video games. i remember trying this out to actually impress the girl i was trying to nail the night before. after running and flopping around for long enough, she talked to me to ask me if i'd like to go to some driving event she wanted to join that day. again, i was nervous and my throat was really dry, so i ran into the place this was at to try to get some water. by the time i got it, though, she'd piled into the car with two other guys and was leaving just as i exited the door. i remember running after the car and actually being able to keep up with it somewhat, yelling and waving my hands to try to get her attention. finally, she stopped and let me in, and we rode somewhere and did something i forget. on the way out of the car, though, one of the guys just kissed her full on the lips, but she broke it really quickly. she actually apologized to me and told me she wanted me, but that guy was too heavily pursuing her. she thought that maybe she could convince the guys that she was a lesbian if they saw her make out with another girl, and either me or someone else would be dressed up as the girl. i have no idea who, because a few seconds later, i see her kissing some guy who's just wearing a pink shirt, skinny jeans, and a stupid-looking wig as if i'm no longer the focus of the dream anymore. it just looked like some guy trying to dress like some scene emo guy or some s***. i think i woke up without actually getting anywhere with this girl.

so much text for such a shaggy dog story of an ending.

Fireball3k likes lengthy dreams.

Three nights ago, I dreamed that the date was May 28, 2016. This doesn't make a lot of sense, as May 28 is a Saturday, but no one ever said dreams had to make complete sense. I had recently acquired some fresh blueberries, and I went into work to do worky things with a young gentleman that I work with frequently. For some reason I went up to my college's library, where I saw one of my former team project partners. Apparently I wanted her to see an e-mail from someone else. I'm not completely sure know what kind of e-mail it was. In real life, I had actually e-mailed her earlier in the day, so that's why former team projects still haunt my slumbers.

In my dream world, my college had built a new NCAA-style basketball arena to replace their old gym, which is no fancier than a lot of high school gyms. However, they built this new arena over the existing library. Because the library's cooling system was unequipped to handle this new configuration, the library was extremely hot. I woke up shortly thereafter, soaked in sweat.

Legend has it that one of the scenes for this dream is based on a Career Fantasy dungeon, which is another reason why such things must've been on the brain. (Yes, I actually am working on that.)