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Morning? It can't be morning yet, I need more night.
Stupid nightmares. In the grand scheme of things, my nightmares are nothing. Most of my friends get chased by monsters, or hurt or threatened, or....
Mine are just surreal in uncomfortable ways. For example, I was boiling something on the stove (I think it was noodles, but don't hold me to that) during one of last night's. I wandered away to talk to someone about heaven-knows-what, and when I got back, someone else had switched the pans.
This is where it got weird. Apparently I'd been using a metal colander (excuse me, boil with holes HOW?) and whoever-it-was had substituted a white plastic one (which freaked me due to likely effect of burner heat). I yanked it off the burner, and went to dump it, but the only container I had was one of those plastic "shoebox" things. So I dumped it in there, even though the container was dirty, by which time it appears the contents of the colander had become hotly soggy underthings anyway. Apparently they needed boiling.
Nightmare elements, which combined to disturb enough to stir me awake? Potential danger of the plastic on the burner, and not being able to find anything better to dump the stuff into.
Yeah, right, nightmare. What annoys me more is that most of the rest were about databases not working. The layout is wrong. Can't get the data in. Can't get the data out. Just having a database and knowing something is wrong with it, without knowing what. At one point, we had a vertical metal rod about an inch across that extended for ages and represented (was, in the dream) a database. And we had to read it by skimming our hands (or something in them) past it. And we couldn't get part of the data because for some reason something was very wrong and a section of that rod was hot. As in, painfully, burn-your-hand hot. But I assigned someone working for me to approach the section until he couldn't, and keep moving down (the direction of reading) and in (closer to the rod) as much as he could tolerate without pain (to the point of it and draw back) so we could find the exact spot where the good data resumed....
I'm tired.
Mine are just surreal in uncomfortable ways. For example, I was boiling something on the stove (I think it was noodles, but don't hold me to that) during one of last night's. I wandered away to talk to someone about heaven-knows-what, and when I got back, someone else had switched the pans.
This is where it got weird. Apparently I'd been using a metal colander (excuse me, boil with holes HOW?) and whoever-it-was had substituted a white plastic one (which freaked me due to likely effect of burner heat). I yanked it off the burner, and went to dump it, but the only container I had was one of those plastic "shoebox" things. So I dumped it in there, even though the container was dirty, by which time it appears the contents of the colander had become hotly soggy underthings anyway. Apparently they needed boiling.
Nightmare elements, which combined to disturb enough to stir me awake? Potential danger of the plastic on the burner, and not being able to find anything better to dump the stuff into.
Yeah, right, nightmare. What annoys me more is that most of the rest were about databases not working. The layout is wrong. Can't get the data in. Can't get the data out. Just having a database and knowing something is wrong with it, without knowing what. At one point, we had a vertical metal rod about an inch across that extended for ages and represented (was, in the dream) a database. And we had to read it by skimming our hands (or something in them) past it. And we couldn't get part of the data because for some reason something was very wrong and a section of that rod was hot. As in, painfully, burn-your-hand hot. But I assigned someone working for me to approach the section until he couldn't, and keep moving down (the direction of reading) and in (closer to the rod) as much as he could tolerate without pain (to the point of it and draw back) so we could find the exact spot where the good data resumed....
I'm tired.