I once knew this guy who kept a dream journal. Some little spiral notebook he'd keep by his bed. haha nice I'd get waken up in the middle of the night and find him writing shit in it. At 3 AM. Told me it was so he could remember the lucid dreams he had the following morning. So one night at about 1, I decided to have a look. As I suspected, full of shit about meeting dead people and flying across the Atlantic Ocean. He was asleep at the time, of course. So I grabbed a pencil and made my own entry. ROFL Something along the lines of: OH MY GOD I WANT YOUR BLOOD SATAN PLEASE LIBERATE ME FROM MY WRETCHED LIFE I swear, he was shaking the rest of that day.