Dropped into a situation in the dream that took me off guard - I was to be catching a plane the very next day to go work a contract in Los Angeles, and was in a panicked rush to get everything taken care of. I ended up with two light pieces of luggage for what was supposedly a very long trip, and then ended up rushing around Dulles Airport getting tickets, checking luggage, and going through the security checkpoint, which was worked by a friend who wasn't supposed to be there. I don't recall asking him why he was there. (Although he did ask ME why I was there, which I thought was rather odd.)

When it was all said and done, the tickets had a misprint - 5AD as opposed to IAD for the airport code - but it didn't mattered, since I barely made it onto the plane before the door was shut, and ended up having to sit with the stewardess. Oops.
Not much remembered in this dream besides running and hiding, and worming my way up to the pod-like top of a flowstone tower that overlooked a river and an immense industrial complex that was painted mostly in a bright color of orange. Many dark and shadowy places in the dream, but really, it was relatively pleasant, from what little I can remember. Especially considering all the running and hiding.
Dreams last night were oddly fragmented and not along the usual subjects. I haven't dreamt of Minneapolis or any alternate versions thereof for a few months now. I guess my subconscios is working on finding another common topic.

more of fragments than a coherent dream log, really )
real horror show )
a labyrinth of trees )
when you strip out the lumber )
Stayed over at [livejournal.com profile] pkat and [livejournal.com profile] shorinai's place last night. Studied Perl, watched the openings for Kingdom Hearts 1 and 2, and managed to get the fortune program up and running with [livejournal.com profile] pkat. P has mentioned the possibility of borrowing her O'Reilly "Learning Perl" book for a bit.

Never did manage to get deeper into arrays than basic modification, but got distracted by discussions of their business plans, consumption of plum wine, and generic "girl talk". Crashed around 1 AM or so.

And now I am on the couch with Leo and a mug of Earl Gray, and pondering poking at Perl a little bit more before breakfast and the staff meeting.

Dreamed last night, too.

stacked up down Lake Street )

Doesn't take a psychologist to interpret that, I think.
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haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Nov. 23rd, 2006 10:47 am)
Vivid dreams last night. All of the dream segments took place at night, in a large forest surrounding a power plant of some sort. I was attending a large, roving party of people. We followed a set of audio equipment rigged on wheeled dollies. In the dream, we were celebrating the end of the world: at one point, I recall doing a fusion bellydance up against a chain-link fence with spotlights everywhere. The power-plant, of course, was empty.

On a tangent not related to my dreams, I found this whilst surfing about idly. Giant squid!
nifty scenery in this one )
I felt like a disembodied watcher in this... )
U2 - Love and Peace Or Else

I really should find something snarky for election day, but I'm really in too good of a mood to let bullshit politics ruin it. Hopefully that mood will last through today.

dreams were a little less vivid tonight )

I expected stranger dreams last night, partially because I got into House of Leaves before bed. Masterfully creepy little book. I'm ninety pages in, and I can already tell that I'm going to need to reread this two or three times. I think I'll finish this first read-through, return this copy to [livejournal.com profile] stuckintraffik, and go get my own. This may well replace Atlas Shrugged as my favorite Large Book of Doom.
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and sheep )
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haruspex: babylon (dancer in smoke)
( Nov. 4th, 2006 09:35 am)
October Project - After the Fall

I'm having really, really vivid dreams lately.

and they're all in the alternate minneapolis again )
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I don't seem to be sleeping well lately. As opposed to the usual pattern of getting one nightmare every few months that scares the living shit out of me, I've been having disturbing dreams pretty much every night for five days now. On the slightly brighter side, none of these are the really horrendous nightmares I've had before. In most of them, I seem to be a passive observer, or, if I'm a participant, I seem to be acting rather like the puppet of the people around me.

This is fairly disturbing, mind you, but it's comparatively less bad.

and then there was this bit. )
Lots of vivid dreams last night - probably my subconcious degaussing itself after a particularly stressful period. At any rate, they all seemed to exist in roughly the same dream reality. Here's what I remember.

winter in my dreams )
Slept restlessly until about 3:20 in the morning... at which point I apparently rolled over, logged onto Leonidas, sent a single IM to [livejournal.com profile] nornagest and fell back asleep to have really strange dreams about Little Caesars. Perhaps unsurprisingly, the dreams mainly revolved around having insomnia. And pizza. And trying to obtain beer to go with the pizza from the long-closed bar across the hallway from the Little Caesars'.

My hindbrain is a very strange place.

Seem to have shaken the last effects of the stomach flu off over the weekend, so it's back to work with me. I foresee a massive pile of work on my chair when I get there, but that's a good thing... it'll allow me to crawl into my headphones for the first part of the morning and not come out til I need more caffeine.
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fever makes for interesting dreams )
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Aug. 21st, 2006 06:44 am)
But not in a fun way. As opposed to getting involved in the stylized Quentin Tarantino mob violence, I ended up scrubbing up the blood. The rest of the dream was spent in the hell of ten thousand Walmarts. Literally. That part was just annoyingly banal. Which is probably why my sleep-deprived instincts are swinging between pouring the entire jug of iced tea down my throat and killing the nearest living person.

I'll get over it. And wake up. Eventually.

EDIT: Today's Penny Arcade dissuaded me from the tea option. I'm not thirsty any more.
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haruspex: babylon (lady of babylon)
( Aug. 13th, 2006 10:54 am)
Woke up from a slow, pleasant dream to a heavy summer rain. Despite the fact that my entire body aches in odd places (despite the lack of the guerilla shrining project. wtf, body?), I'm in a wonderful mood this morning. I've found two or three more places that I'd like to move into, obtained newer and better bedclothes (in the festive color of my tribe, no less), and I've got a new collection of Rumi's poetry. On mornings like this, it feels like the entire world's been washed clean and restored to balance.
Nightmaring, more like it. Next time I'll force myself to wake up... I feel almost as bad now as if I'd just been up all night. Time to hang the dreamcatcher up again, along with some cold iron... pacify the subconciousness. I've still got the nail from my creek expedition, that should do nicely.

And I need to remember to never eat what I ate right before bedtime last night. I think this is the worst nightmare I've had in ages. If I weren't so sleep-deprived and angry, I'd probably be a lot more appreciative.
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