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teacup of sunshine
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Join Date: Mar 2008
Location: curator of the WTFbus museum
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Aug 30th, 2009, 07:05 AM
I had two related dreams last night. In one dream, I was Captain Peacock from Are You Being Served. I worked somewhere else, and the company was giving away ballet tickets as some sort of incentive. I got my tickets, but I was angry when I saw they'd put me in Row 2000-something. I fought for better tickets but they wouldn't let me change them. At the end of the dream I was climbing what was almost like a rock wall, except it was made of that porous ceiling tile with fingerholds instead of handholds. I'd just reached a doorway marked "ROWS 900-1000", meaning that I was way more than 1000 feet in the air. I had to let go of the fingerhold to try and get hold of the doorway and haul myself up. I missed and was falling backwards when I woke up.
I hate these falling dreams.
When I fell back asleep, I was myself again and climbing some bleachers. The bleachers seemed to go on forever and I don't think we could even see whatever was going on at the bottom. A guy I knew in sixth grade was sitting in my section, all grown up now. He told me he was going to India for an injection that would make him into a more patriotic American. I was trying to dissuade him. He had a brochure and everything, full of testimonials of people who had gotten the shot and were really patriotic now. He also had a set of weird velcro patches with slogans I didn't understand, but I put one on because I didn't want to offend him.
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