Saturday, March 02, 2002
Dream samples from times of sickness |6:44 PM|
Dream 1: The dream obviously meant "Ultra lights" but everyone kept calling them gliders. Main character is a master of "gliders"(Ultralights GOddammit) who at one point escapes the authorities by building his escape craft out of newspapers. They want to stop him because he has stumbled upon this barn with a glider launcher using some bizzare energy system that temporarily makes energy into a solid object, but not at the standard "E=mc^2" exchange rate.
Dream 2 starred myself as a low credibility FBI agent stumbling from airport to airport trying to stop huge crowds of criminals from nefarious undertaking. Success rate high at foiling plans, not so high at capturing the bad guys, credibility of agent continues to suffer throughout dream up until he finds a pile of grenades in a hall closet.
Shoot, I know I had more than that. I need to go get some Effexor from the pharmacy though. And I need to finish shaving. I did manage to eat breakfast, at 6:30! (pm. dammit. maybe next time)
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///Say this is the swap from 2001 to 2002, that should close up the 2001 links.
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