Nothing all that interesting, but recorded nonetheless.
Actually had a number of dreams... woke up something like every house with a new one, but most of them faded pretty quickly (only other one I have any memory of at all was me being out comic and book shopping and my brother having tracked me down to tell me something, but I don't think we got to what he'd tell me before I woke up)
The main one, well, I'll set up a little.
At my work, on Sunday morning, there's a girl I'm on fairly friendly terms with. Unlike most of the people there who gets there around the same time I actually start work. We actually chat a bit, say hello and sometimes exchange a few lines of conversation before we both go to our respective jobs (sometime, timing being what it is, we don't get much more than a hello). I actually kind of look forward to it as I don't really get regular interaction with people other than those I'm forced to interact with due to actually working together, or being family.
At any rate, in the dream, she was working (although, in that weird way dreams have of combining things, it wasn't actually at work, it was at some branch of work attached to a place I lived something like 10 years ago). While we were chatting before work, she mentioned that during her break (which was, for similar dream-related reasons, something like a couple hours long instead of a normal break), she was having a bunch of her friends over and wanted to know if I'd stick around and come too. Since I was flattered at getting invited anywhere, I kind of agreed and just hung around. A couple more random and irrelevant stuff happened, not much I can even remember (I had some kind of discussion with my father, I think), and it was break time and so there was this sort of 'party' (although not really). Anyway, about that time I realized that... gasp! Despite it being the weekend, there was a test I was supposed to go to. If I failed the test, I failed the whole year. Except... I was reasonably certain I already missed the test. So, if I left for it there was a chance I'd have left the party for nothing and might not get invited to another. On the other hand, there was a small chance I could still make it. I was about to make up my mind when I woke up.
I was more disappointed to realize the 'getting invited' part was a dream than I was relieved that I didn't actually have a major test I missed that would have ruined my entire university career.
Actually had a number of dreams... woke up something like every house with a new one, but most of them faded pretty quickly (only other one I have any memory of at all was me being out comic and book shopping and my brother having tracked me down to tell me something, but I don't think we got to what he'd tell me before I woke up)
The main one, well, I'll set up a little.
At my work, on Sunday morning, there's a girl I'm on fairly friendly terms with. Unlike most of the people there who gets there around the same time I actually start work. We actually chat a bit, say hello and sometimes exchange a few lines of conversation before we both go to our respective jobs (sometime, timing being what it is, we don't get much more than a hello). I actually kind of look forward to it as I don't really get regular interaction with people other than those I'm forced to interact with due to actually working together, or being family.
At any rate, in the dream, she was working (although, in that weird way dreams have of combining things, it wasn't actually at work, it was at some branch of work attached to a place I lived something like 10 years ago). While we were chatting before work, she mentioned that during her break (which was, for similar dream-related reasons, something like a couple hours long instead of a normal break), she was having a bunch of her friends over and wanted to know if I'd stick around and come too. Since I was flattered at getting invited anywhere, I kind of agreed and just hung around. A couple more random and irrelevant stuff happened, not much I can even remember (I had some kind of discussion with my father, I think), and it was break time and so there was this sort of 'party' (although not really). Anyway, about that time I realized that... gasp! Despite it being the weekend, there was a test I was supposed to go to. If I failed the test, I failed the whole year. Except... I was reasonably certain I already missed the test. So, if I left for it there was a chance I'd have left the party for nothing and might not get invited to another. On the other hand, there was a small chance I could still make it. I was about to make up my mind when I woke up.
I was more disappointed to realize the 'getting invited' part was a dream than I was relieved that I didn't actually have a major test I missed that would have ruined my entire university career.