June 9th, 2002 CE

In my dream, I was moving out of my current house, and I was the comic book character Nightcrawler. In this dream, I lived with a number of other characters; Iceman and Cassandra Nova from X-Men, and Tuvok from Star Trek: Voyager. We had a pet dinosaur about the size of a very large dog, which was grey and brown, and looked like a T-Rex, but that it's head took up about a third of it's body mass. It was perhaps 4 feet tall.

I think collectively, we owned the entire house; the earliest part of the dream that I can remember involved my being in the bottom part of the house, which I don't live in in real life; it was laid out much like my old home, as it appeared in my dream of April 14th. What I couldn't put together then, but which I realize now is that the large glass window in the living room was missing in both dreams. Anyways, Tuvok was there, sitting on the floor, packing books into boxes, and at one point, he picked one of them up and told me it was his favorite book. It was some ccrappy softcover I'd stolen from high school, and felt nothing towards. "Yeah, it's a good book", I said offhandedly. I then left the room and went upstairs to my bedroom on the third floor.

There, I saw Cassandra Nova, nakked, in my bed. It was horrible. She's a withered crone of a woman, and at this point, there seemed to be a disconnection between my point of view and my decision-making ability. I was revullsed by her and wanted nothing to do with her, but my dream-self went and made out with her and suckled upon her tiny little nipples. All the while, I was just wishing it would stop, but I couldn't make it happen.

When this was over, I went out onto my balcony and was met by Iceman. There was some talk about the utility of our different super powers, specifically with regards to my superhuman agility and such. I made some sort of reference to how I could jump off of the balcony and land on the ground below without harm. He could said he could do so as well, and I challenged him to demonstrate, assuming he would use his powers to create an ice slide on his way down or something. Instead, he jumped down and hit the ground rolling gracelessly but without injury. He stood up, and looked up at me, hands on his hips, smiling triumphantly. "God DAMN!" I exclaimed, laughing, before jumping down and making a perfect two-point landing on the ground in front of him. Then, just for the fun of it, I teleported up onto the wall of the building next door, clinging to the wall upside down, Spider-Man-like, before jumping down onto the 2nd floor balcony, a floor below where I had started, and there I was greeted by my pet dinosaur.

I didn't much care for the beast. It didn't follow directions, it was stupidly destructive, and impossible to contain. I put it inside the house and closed and locked the door from the outside, hoping to keep him in there. He then squeezed under the door to get back outside. Given that the crack between the door and the frame was about 1 mm wide, and the dinosaur was perhaps 4 feet tall, this was a bizarre sight to behold; it became almost fluid as it oozed under the door, only to perfectly reform immediately upon getting loose; as soon as it's head was loose, it re-formed, then it's body did likewise, then it's legs and tail. Wierd, wierd, wierd.
I put it inside again, and it did the exact same damned thing again. I then took a bag of muffins which I got from I know not where, and threw them up onto the roof to distract the critter. It scrambleed up there after them, and I promptly went inside to forget about this thing I couldn't get rid of.

When I got inside, I got intto an argument with someone - I don't know who, since the point of view of the dream was still focused on the dinosaur on the roof, though I could heart my own voice and that of the woman I was arguing with inside the house - about my ability to control this thing. I pointed out that I didn't really know how to control it because it was just a copy of somebody else's dinosaur I'd made without really knowing how the original was controlled. the person I was arguing with flipped out at this point, outraged and flabbergasted that I would do such a stupid thing, and started really yelling at me about it. Then I woke up.