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This is my brain on enough sleep
So I dreamed that I was assisting an insurance adjuster, who was interviewing someone about an accident. I think the someone was astarte99, but it's a bit hazy.

Insurance adjuster (a woman, who doesn't map to anybody I can think of in RL) has a clipboard w/questions, etc, and I have a few pages that already have massive amounts of (unrelated) notes on them. So person-who-may-be-astarte99 says "Aren't you taking notes too?" And I hurriedly assure her that yes, I am, though I don't need to take as many because I'm just assisting, and I rapidly flip through my notebook trying to find any blank space in which to take notes.

Then Insurance Adjuster Lady says something like "We do have to get on with this, because after the interview, I still have to adjust you." And the dream-camera pans over to the corner, where there is a chiropractic table. Because apparently with our company, you get that kind of adjustment too.

This is what happens when you go to bed at a reasonable hour. See? See???
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tx_cronopio

2005-04-29 05:11 pm (UTC) (Link)

Cool! I love dreams with internal puns :)

And I've decided that I need to keep my little microrecorder by the bed, because I had such wonderful, intricate, complicated dreams last night and at this point? All I can remember was cooking spinach. Not that there's anything wrong with that...

mpoetess

2005-04-29 05:20 pm (UTC) (Link)

I almost never remember my dreams anymore; this is a rarity. You'd think if my brain were going to remember them, it would pick something more exciting. Except there was the giving someone a handjob dream last week, so never mind.

tx_cronopio

2005-04-29 05:21 pm (UTC) (Link)

mmmm, handjobs! Not happenin' so much in RL lately, you'd think my dreams would at least compensate. Instead? I get spinach. What are you gonna do.