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  <title>Dreams of the Blueb!</title>
  <subtitle>Magic and pixies!</subtitle>
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    <name>Blue</name>
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  <updated>2007-06-20T18:02:19Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreamsofblueb:2149</id>
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    <title>dreamsofblueb @ 2007-06-20T14:02:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-20T18:02:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-20T18:02:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first part we were still on vacation. Or at least at the hotel we stayed at.  There was like a pool next to the path we were walking on, and it was like a little stream. We were going to Six Flags I think. For some reason I was in the pool, I think because my mom dropped something. Iunno. I remember there being swimming pools on the &lt;i&gt;side&lt;/i&gt; of the building, which I just thought was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually got to Six Flags and went to Hurricane Bay, which is Kentucky Kingdom's waterpark. In the dream, I remembered the park being the way it'd been in previous dream and was looking forward to it (that dream was awesome). Except we got there and found out that it cost $50 to ride the Lazy River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remember one point before we actually got there, the waterpark's edges were like, a part of the surrounding area (as it was in another previous dream) and I almost started to go down a slide before I was ready to go there. I managed to get out though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I think I actually woke up from this and the next part was because I fell asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember there was a mall.  A very large mall, possibly one from a previous dream.  The whole thing was shaped like a plus sign, with a central area and four different wings extending from it.  I was at the tip of the western wing, and started to head towards the center to find someone I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up finding this black kid I knew from Middle School who was slightly annoying.  We ended up going to some place that was like, a roleplay lasertag sort of thing.  There was an enormous line, but for some reason, I was allowed to cut in line fairly far from the front, but so that I could see the entrance. But I really didn't want to lasertag!  For some reason I was seeing a cutscene of a girl spreading wings and flying, which was apparently the ending of Dark Sonata 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think at some point we actually played Dark Sonata 2, or it was involved in the lasertag. We actually went in eventually, and it was just a large dark room with some booths with like a dwarf in them or something.  I don't think anyone was actually blasting lasers at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sort of transition and now we're in a grocery store. I think I'm Skyping, but there's a new person and they're like "HI BLUE!", and I answered awfully gleefully. I couldn't figure out who it was.  I think she said that it was Brandy.  But she had her own Skype account for some reason. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sort of weird transition, for some reason I remembered a weird SMW hack from ANOTHER previous dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I think there was stuff leading up to the next part, but I think I was a bad guy and there was like a hotel of sorts with a huge pool of water. I forget my maliicous intentions, but I had a cohort, and there was a crate in the water.  I think someone said there was like a sniper somewhere, or someone saw a gun in a distant window.  The path went in two separate directions, so me and the cohort split up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked down this hall, slightly concerned about there being a sniper loose, when I passed these Mexicans sitting around looking at me.  They got up and started following me, and made some sort of threat towards me. For some reason I was now the old man from Oceans 13! (and possibly the previous ones, but I've only seen the third)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get hostile.  I kept walking and told him not to start anything.  I made some progress because of this, but there were a couple more of them now and the guy in front was harassing me.  Then he drew some sort of weapon, I refused to engage in combat, and he told me to go jump on this horse fountain thing in the background.  Below it looked like some sort of snake pit or something.  And for some reason his weapon was now a video camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew he wanted to film me getting hurt for his stupid video, so I decided to run. They ran faster for some reason, and I think they captured me or something. There was very light combat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I was tied up and on their stupid video, very obviously captured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I transitioned to the cohort who went the other way, because the whole scenario was apparently a video game and getting captured was supposed to happen.  I think he looked like a slightly different version of the old man from Oceans 13, but was pretty much the same guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I went somewhere, but I don't remember. For some reason I wanted to go to a game store from another previous dream and buy Pacman 2 for the Super Nintendo. But I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a LOT of references to previous dreams. But it was pretty cool I guess.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreamsofblueb:1964</id>
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    <title>dreamsofblueb @ 2007-04-15T13:23:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-15T17:21:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-15T17:23:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had kind of an odd dream. But it was pretty cool!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Every year this one class in our school has these World War II trials, but in the dream, we were having Phoenix Wright trials. And I was the defense attorney! It was kind of exciting. I'm not even sure if it was school, 'cause I didn't recognize anyone and I think a couple of online people might've been there, but I think there were still desks and stuff.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyhow, I had a few people on my side, which I'd presume to be the defendant, helper person, and whoever else would sit in the defense's area. The first case, the Prosecution (some angry slightly-older-than-me girl) gave some stupid antagonistic opening statement, and I just kind of said I would try to prove them innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, at some point, the prosecution presented some evidence and the judge agreed with it and found them guilty. And I couldn't really do anything! So we brought out another defendant, and he was like a construction worker or something, so we were going to learn as much about carpenting as we could. Court went into recess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; When we came back, I was hoping to go back the first case 'cause I came to realize I didn't get to object to anything, but the judge went right on with the second. I think we learned a couple of things about carpenting and that was about it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think there was more, but I really can't remember anything else.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Woo!</content>
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    <title>dreamsofblueb @ 2006-12-22T13:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-22T18:51:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-22T18:52:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I had quite a strange dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I got an iPod for some reason.  I've never really wanted an iPod that much, but it was neat.  Except that it had like leather or something on it instead of the traditional white deal.  Also it had a really complicated Windows-like interface that I couldn't figure out how to navigate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also when I pushed a button or something, it opened up to reveal a tiny TV (that somehow fit in the little iPod box) and the iPod was on one of those little iPod speaker attachment things. Except it was bright pink, and the iPod was white now.  But it was like a little video-editing studio or something.  I think I started to edit some video but I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough iPod adventures! It was time for me to sneak out of the house... to Pimmy and Momo's house? My parents were like gone for the weekend or something and I somehow managed to get to Wisconsin without telling them.  I think it was like a few Dorps meeting or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forget what the house looked like, but their mom seemed to be just fine with hosting a bunch of random strangers from the internet.  I recall Pimmy apologizing that she wasn't a good host and Torte being asleep on the couch. I'm certain there were other dorps there, but I don't recall who they were (I think Cherri was there maybe). I think I recorded some stuff with... my... iPod?  I don't know, something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was good fun, except that my mom called and said they were about to be home.  Oops!  Somehow or another I found a convenient method of transportation (I think it might've been Greyhound actually, but the actual travel segments of the dream were skipped) and made it home without raising suspicion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I think the dream shifted.  Now there was some sort of huge meeting thing at school, like one of those parent-dealies.  I recall Mario Kart was somehow incorporated in it, but I forget how.  But it was a weird sort of meeting, and the location was like a humongous version of our auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I look off into the fields and there's a rather large army approaching us.  Because now our little school meeting was Troy and the Greeks were attacking!  A bunch of people screamed, some grabbed weapons off the racks and went to confront them.  Then was basic war and death.  I just kinda looked around and grabbed a weapon, looking for someone to attack.  Unfortunately, right after I prepared to fight, we managed to finish off the entire army. Darnit!  We didn't even get to the Trojan horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the meeting resumes as normal.  It was kinda late in it, so I decided I'd go ahead and go home. On my way home, I got like a call from my mom.  She said somebody wanted to know of any video games with kings in them.  She mentioned he said something about an apparently horribly-done king (Wand of Gamelon probably), but she asked me to come back and give any games with kings to him.  I think I explained that Katamari Damacy had kings, but they were little blocky people and had no personality (COMPLETELY forgot about the King of all Cosmos).  But anyway, I decided to go see what it was all about.  I needed to turn around, so I turned right at some fork in the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to turn around in some sort of drive way, but had to yield to a bunch of Japanese girls and their instructor jogging down the road.  They were like a road-jogging Japanese team or something.  But now my car had mysteriously turned into a bicycle and I started on my way back to school.  I also randomly passed the Japanese foreign exchange student from Japanese class, who was also on a bicycle for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned on the same road I came off of, which was now a hallway in my school. There were a few other people I knew from school also riding on bikes.  It was apparently the norm. I rode back to where my mom was and there were these guys sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them explained he was looking for ten kings (scavenger hunt?) and would appreciate any contributions. There was also something about them being in a particular order, but it didn't really make sense.  I didn't have any games with significant kings in it, so I had nothing to give them.  Then the dream ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where the iPod came from, but maybe just getting new stuff during Christmas season.  And I think the bit about sneaking to Pimmy and Momo's secretly had to do with a conversation with Momo involving a Christmas card and how I can't really give out my address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how the school turned into Troy. Video games maybe? And the king thing was just freakishly random, though probly stemmed from someone wanting information on the crappy CD-I Zelda games.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreamsofblueb:1303</id>
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    <title>dreamsofblueb @ 2006-10-06T16:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-06T20:13:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-06T20:13:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It might be worth noting that I woke up in my dream about three times this morning before actually waking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting stuff last night.  First bit I remember was basically my house, and I can't remember what time of day it was.  Anyhow, there was some craziness going on on the road outside, and I heard a couple of tire screeches and eventually a crash. I tried to find the crash, but couldn't seem to get to any windows.  What I did find was a garden in the middle of my house with no view of the outside (if you've ever heard of those houses that hide Muslim women, I think it was based on those.)  It was nice though, there were like three pools, but I couldn't determine whether they were meant for swimming or not. One of them was apparently a hot tub though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time realizing we had a hot tub, though it was apparent it'd been there for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then kind of a dream shift.  I can't remember what happened exactly, but we had a guest over (she seemed to be based on one of my friends at school, and was accompanied by her grandmother, who she mentions a lot).  My mom mentioned something about going to the beach, but alas, I was in my pajamas, so I told her I would go after I got changed.  However, when I went to my room, I saw my mom and our guests driving off from the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite upset at this, I picked up my cellphone to ask my mom why they'd left me.  However, every time I input the number, it had some issue with the numbers and I had to try to redo it. However, the buttons were now arranged in an insane way, and there was randomly a glare and I couldn't properly see the tiny numbers on the keys.  I continued trying to put in my mom's cell phone number, but I just couldn't manage it.  There were also multiple sets of numbers on the phone, and I tried pressing those too (it was more like a keyboard).  But I STILL couldn't see properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my last attempt ended up displaying a couple of numbers, some spaces, and a Pokey from the Mario series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sorta gave up trying to figure out the horribly complicated cell phone system and just went to sit down or something. At this point I was starting to wake up, so I forget what my intentions were.  That's when I started waking up in my dream before actually awaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except it was like my job to do it or something, like the official wake-upsman.  It involved going to the bathroom and drawing a Kanji for some reason, but then I woke up for real (though it might've actually been another dream wakeup).  I was being yelled at for negligence (same job), and I now looked like Michael Moore for some reason.  I went to wake up again, this time more standard procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This repeated a couple of times before I decided to actually wake up and not fall back asleep again.  I was a bit baffled, but it seemed to be the real world. *counts fingers*</content>
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    <title>dreamsofblueb @ 2006-09-11T07:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-11T11:24:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-11T11:24:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Can't remember the precise order or structure, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was FFIX stuff.  For some reason, the game had a character-info system much like SSBM's trophy thing.  Somewhere in the game it like asked if anything was supicious about Zidane's profile. For some reason I noticed that he and Quina were both 5'2" and thought they like had the same origin or whatever. But the actual secret came when I zoomed in on Zidane's shoe and there was a tiny logo saying "Adidas". Aha! Corporate advertising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was more. Zoomed in a whole bunch, there were several logos and ads (including a crude drawing of Sonic) on the back of Zidane's shirt.  When zoomed out, they showed up as a couple of messy pixels on the shirt. Zidane you sellout! &amp;gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there was some deal with getting my cat to the moon, and there was a level of fear for some reason. And I was like in my bed with a Waldo book and my mom came in and closed it. Then left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...</content>
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    <title>dreamsofblueb @ 2006-09-06T06:52:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-06T10:50:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-06T10:51:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Kind of a weird deal last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically it was school stuff. I can't remember the bulk of what happened, but I think it might've been triggered by one of my friends wanting me to come to the Football game (which I definitely do not want to attend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only real bit I remember was in a cafeteria where I saw some of my friends I hadn't really talked to since 8th grade and I managed to make one of them laugh uncontrollably with an AWESOME joke, so I went over to sit at their table (at the time several other friends were gathered around and some lady yelled at us to get a bigger table if we were gonna do that).  Then the friends immediately left. There was the smallest bit of game talk, but mostly awkward silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd also spoken to them in a movie theatre earlier, but it's kinda fuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probly means I should talk to them when I get the chance.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreamsofblueb:546</id>
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    <title>dreamsofblueb @ 2006-09-05T06:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-05T10:54:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-05T10:54:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I could not remember any dreams last night. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a hard time falling asleep as it was, had to think reeeal hard about dreaming.  But I think I was pretty much out of the dreamstate when my TV came on. Curses!</content>
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    <title>dreamsofblueb @ 2006-09-04T22:48:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-05T02:49:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-05T02:49:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm gonna try something insane and record all my dreams I can remember. Maybe we can all learn something about my brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this is testing my layout.</content>
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