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farlaSo I've been having pretty well constructed dreams and I don't want to do more Catching Fire yet.
My professor was showing off more snakes. One of the snakes, a pretty emerald one of reasonable size, was really aggressive and kept trying to bite, and it got dropped so naturally I jumped on the chance to grab it. Everyone else was standing back making comments about how I was stupid and going to get bitten, and I was saying it was fine, so this was exactly like real life. I dove under a desk to huggle my newest friend. (I was hurrying because I didn't want anyone else to get in on the snake-hugging.) I'd grab it by the midsection but then it'd lunge for my face and while I was dodging I'd lose my grip. My brain had supplied turtle rules for a snake, probably because the bitey turtles had such very snakelike necks. Midway through I noticed it had the triangle head with bulgy sides I associate with poisonous snakes and realized that I actually needed to avoid being bitten, instead of just because if I got bit people might make me stop trying to hold it.
So, I backed up to try to figure out how I'd catch it, and everyone agreed we should just sit back and not touch it, and it started slithering all over the room, then it found a hole in the wall and disappeared. I said this was exactly why I'd been trying to grab it and that they were idiots for not seeing it coming. I headed over to the wall to try to figure out how to lure it out.
Then the dream hit a disjoint and the wall then had huge holes and was hollow and my cats were there! Zo-Zo and Orangekitty. I heard them scrabbling around so I called to them until they got close enough to see and grab. Zo-Zo is scared of people and Orangekitty is still too muscular for me to restrain properly, so I figured I should them out of the classroom before they panicked or got distracted respectively. I explained all this and that I'd be back in a minute but I wasn't going to lose my kitties so class would have to wait. We headed down the hallway then down the stairs and went out the door, and then bombs fell and hit the building a little way back, so the hallway was collapsed and on fire. And I realized I'd left my laptop in class (because I'd said I'd be right back) but I'd have to go up an extra floor then back down to avoid the burning area (second disjoint, the idea damage could somehow not affect an upper floor), and there was no way I could get there without running into people who would tell me I wasn't supposed to worry about getting laptops when the building was on fire.
I considered if there was any way I could lie about this, but figured the crowd would probably slow me down too much anyway to get in and out safely, and then if my laptop might be okay because it wasn't too near the fire, but it didn't seem likely because I figured the fire would spread. So I reset time back to right the wall with my cats, grabbed my laptop, but then told everyone about the bombs because I realized that maybe in other parts of the building people had been hurt. Stupidly, I said the bombs would fall soon because from my perspective it had just happened, and when it didn't immediately happen everyone started asking me what was going on. Of course, the bombs only fell after I'd explained about leaving with the cats and then going a good distance through the building, so I started to explain that, but then realized that if I waited any longer I'd probably be in the hallway and hit by the bomb instead of outside.
When I don't get enough sleep my dreams make more sense and real life makes less. In real life I am seriously considering if it'd be possible to steal a duckling when they hatch. It would live with the chicks and they could be friends. The only reason I'm not is because I would never forgive myself if the duckling died.
My professor was showing off more snakes. One of the snakes, a pretty emerald one of reasonable size, was really aggressive and kept trying to bite, and it got dropped so naturally I jumped on the chance to grab it. Everyone else was standing back making comments about how I was stupid and going to get bitten, and I was saying it was fine, so this was exactly like real life. I dove under a desk to huggle my newest friend. (I was hurrying because I didn't want anyone else to get in on the snake-hugging.) I'd grab it by the midsection but then it'd lunge for my face and while I was dodging I'd lose my grip. My brain had supplied turtle rules for a snake, probably because the bitey turtles had such very snakelike necks. Midway through I noticed it had the triangle head with bulgy sides I associate with poisonous snakes and realized that I actually needed to avoid being bitten, instead of just because if I got bit people might make me stop trying to hold it.
So, I backed up to try to figure out how I'd catch it, and everyone agreed we should just sit back and not touch it, and it started slithering all over the room, then it found a hole in the wall and disappeared. I said this was exactly why I'd been trying to grab it and that they were idiots for not seeing it coming. I headed over to the wall to try to figure out how to lure it out.
Then the dream hit a disjoint and the wall then had huge holes and was hollow and my cats were there! Zo-Zo and Orangekitty. I heard them scrabbling around so I called to them until they got close enough to see and grab. Zo-Zo is scared of people and Orangekitty is still too muscular for me to restrain properly, so I figured I should them out of the classroom before they panicked or got distracted respectively. I explained all this and that I'd be back in a minute but I wasn't going to lose my kitties so class would have to wait. We headed down the hallway then down the stairs and went out the door, and then bombs fell and hit the building a little way back, so the hallway was collapsed and on fire. And I realized I'd left my laptop in class (because I'd said I'd be right back) but I'd have to go up an extra floor then back down to avoid the burning area (second disjoint, the idea damage could somehow not affect an upper floor), and there was no way I could get there without running into people who would tell me I wasn't supposed to worry about getting laptops when the building was on fire.
I considered if there was any way I could lie about this, but figured the crowd would probably slow me down too much anyway to get in and out safely, and then if my laptop might be okay because it wasn't too near the fire, but it didn't seem likely because I figured the fire would spread. So I reset time back to right the wall with my cats, grabbed my laptop, but then told everyone about the bombs because I realized that maybe in other parts of the building people had been hurt. Stupidly, I said the bombs would fall soon because from my perspective it had just happened, and when it didn't immediately happen everyone started asking me what was going on. Of course, the bombs only fell after I'd explained about leaving with the cats and then going a good distance through the building, so I started to explain that, but then realized that if I waited any longer I'd probably be in the hallway and hit by the bomb instead of outside.
When I don't get enough sleep my dreams make more sense and real life makes less. In real life I am seriously considering if it'd be possible to steal a duckling when they hatch. It would live with the chicks and they could be friends. The only reason I'm not is because I would never forgive myself if the duckling died.
