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tania:
last night i had the worst sleep i have had in a while. as meebos know i have been working on this absolute nightmare of a statistics research paper the last couple of weeks, and yesterday afternoon i finally turned it in but i spent so long working on it, longer than i have ever worked on anything in my life that it's been on my mind for absolute ages and last night i dreamt that i was still working on this paper except the conscious part of my brain was i guess also there aware of the fact that i had turned in this paper so i was sort of narrating what was happening and being like "no you idiot you already turned in that paper, you can dream about something else" while dream me was all "no i have to finish writing up this results section a bloo bloo bloo" while real me went "oh my god you finished it you lunatic" and dream me went "NO I HAVE TO WRITE MORE RESULTS" and it just kept going and going and then i kept waking up and falling asleep and not knowing who i was or where i was and oh god it was just the worst. everything is the worst

Barmymoo:
Oh man meta-dreaming, that sounds awful. You psyche must hate you if it refuses to celebrate having finished something stressful!

whom:
Ugh, something like that happened to me before.  I had been studying a bunch of equations for p-chem.  I woke up in the middle of the night (well, I was still half asleep) and could only think in equations.  I kept trying to snap my self out of it and think normally but I couldn't.  It was very annoying, especially considering they weren't even valid equations.  At least I don't think they were...

My dream last night was sort of interesting, although it ended rather horridly.  It started out that I was in a corn maze, but that eventually changed into a very elaborate building.  I discovered stairs and realized I had to go up to the very top of the building, so I ran up the stairs.  By this time, the building was more like a museum and there were a bunch of other people around.  I reached the top room and found the stuffed chicken there (which naturally was what I had been looking for all along!).  I took a picture of the chicken to prove it had been found and started back down a gravel road, since the building was no longer a building, but some sort of park.  Then I saw two squirrels fighting, so I went to get a closer look because squirrels are cute.  One of them had a tiny baby squirrel under it.  As I knelt down to take a picture, the squirrel suddenly squashed the baby, bursting it in a mini explosion of squirrel guts.  Apparently the baby had been the other squirrel's, killed out of spite.  Then I woke up.

Dreams are weird.

tania:

--- Quote from: Barmymoo on 10 Dec 2010, 03:21 ---You psyche must hate you if it refuses to celebrate having finished something stressful!
--- End quote ---

to be honest, i think it's a combination of my psyche and the fact that i didn't sleep and consumed just an absolutely grotesque amount of caffeine every single day for those 2-3 weeks which has doomed my brain to just be completely fucked up for probably at least a short while. i wasn't able to sleep at all last night either (it's 7am now and i went to sleep at 2am and basically lay awake all night) and more and more i think this is probably the reason why.

oh goddddd everything is the worst

Buttfranklin:
I had a dream that my girlfriend wrote me a really heart-felt letter confessing her love to me.  I went through the letter with a pen correcting all the grammatical errors and spelling mistakes, then handed it back to her.  She was pretty upset with me, and I felt like a total dick, and then I woke up.

Wow, my dreams sucks.

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