Morning check-in of no particular point and dubious value

[lagilman]

Yesterday was the first day of really feeling like I was back on the pony, post-Dublin -- 2,000 new words, reader reports sent off, tax stuff dealt with, invoices done, some pending Event Stuff dealt with, and I made it to the gym and remembered to eat three square-ish meals. More to the point, for the first time in a week, I didn't fall asleep before 11pm.

Hopefully, day-tripping Lunacon will let me from losing the pace again, next weekend.

I'm still horribly off-schedule, but it's getting better.... another few productive days and I might even feel like I've got the reins well in-hand (ah, delusions; such lovely things).

This morning, walking, I remembered bits of a dream last night that involved a photo of a man, grizzled and frowning, in old-fashioned clothing, in a forest; two young women setting up an equally old-fashioned tripod camera to take photos; a computer issue I needed to fix; an open-plan office that was being shifted around; and someone comparing my face to another person and guessing our family origins by the fleshiness of our chins (and he was right).

My brain: it doesn't make sense but it does like pizza.

Did you ever have a dream that made you, the instant of waking, think/say "okay, WTF was that??"

ETA: and this morning, for the added values of Fun, we have landscapers w/ power tools outside my office window (hello boys, I didn't miss you) and sunglare coming in through the window. *stares* Sunlight. Wow. I'd almost forgotten what it looks like...

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[mtlawson.livejournal.com]

I can't say that I've had a dream that I remember quite that vividly, but I know of a friend who had a bizarre dream involving the Mayo Clinic and a certain Clue character.

Seems my friend was working at the Mayo Clinic in his dream, and someone got on the speaker to announce that due to a generous grant from Colonel Mustard, the Clinic will now be known as the Mustard and Mayo Clinic. My friend woke up saying "Now THAT is stupid!"

(Did I mention that the dream was bizarre?)

[fakefrenchie.livejournal.com]

My neighbors have been renovating the house next to ours (our houses are row houses that are attached to one another) for a year and a half. Just when I need to be concentrating, they whip out the power tools and make some noise. They are almost finished. Oh joy.

[deliiria.livejournal.com]

I woke up yesterday from a dream in which I was a crime-solving, talking bear (with pale creamy-golden fur that so doesn't ever occur on bears), and my human partner and I were on a gigantic train (like a cruise ship, but on rails instead of ocean)... I don't have any idea what we were supposed to be investigating, but a large part of the dream involved riding on huge conveyor belts and hiding from/searching for... something.

yes. I was very confused.

[strigine.livejournal.com]

I had two sf dreams Sunday morning, which is unusual for me, and I remember both because I woke up from both of them. :P The first one was a bit more Aliens-esque, and more badass because I got to shoot somebody in the head with a plasma rifle. (He'd come out of an area of the ship quarantined for possible infestation by parasitic aliens, and wouldn't stop approaching when ordered to.) The second one, I was apparently a comm officer on a starship. We were in the middle of a fleet battle, during which the captain, being played by Russell Crowe, was eating a waffle. On a plate, with syrup. I had to interrupt him to convey a message from one of the other captains in the fleet; he gave him some kind of pep talk based on the fact they'd been buddies since childhood. I woke up baffled and really wanting waffles.

[lagilman]

or, y'know, Russell Crowe on a plate, with syrup?

[strigine.livejournal.com]

...can't say as I'd object to that, either.

...but it'd be better if he was holding a waffle. XD

[lagilman]

waffle w/ bacon, er, ham, er, actor!

[strigine.livejournal.com]

Sausage? ahem.

[fakefrenchie.livejournal.com]

Holding his sausage? You are very bad. LOL

[strigine.livejournal.com]

I'm just saying sausage somewhere on the plate, not what anyone's doing with it! ;D