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Jun. 1st, 2018 02:47 pmI did not get to sleep until the small hours, with one sudden jolting panic I can't even remember a cause for now, probably paperwork, paperwork is perennially panic inducing.
Blergh.
I think I slept twelve hours, and I just nowish woke up.
So I feel tired, but in the opposite direction sort of thing.
Dreamt that London got isolated on the opposite side of the world, because it was being moved through time to a matching moon phase, which isn't precise 24 hour measures away, and something something slipped. Except my asleep brain meant the wrong sort of opposite for it to be a rotation thing, because it was in the southern hemisphere and dream me was really excited about the new weather patterns, which would include Really Big Storms.
... dream me was the sort of person to get excited about the sciencey bits and forget there's a lot of people in London, and their houses are not really up to Storms, even if the Thames Barrier came with us.
Was also doing logistical calculations on how long London can survive completely isolated, and the answer is Not Very, which they had pointed out before was a problem. Now it was a problem with millions of people in it.
The flat full of people decided this was a very good time to pack everything and get out of there, though the dream did not say where to. I think they had dimensionally transcendental technology though, because everything went in one suitcase. And then when I went to pack the action figures, they were warm and squishy and probably breathing, very tiny people. About the right size to go in very tiny TARDIS. Which would explain them all being blase about a transport with a temporal element.
Methos and Mac were there. Mac was getting more and more concerned, though Methos was mad at him somehow, because Methos was getting distant and quiet and at best polite. Mac on the other hand was talking continuously and checking in with everyone. Amanda noticed and told Methos he needed to explain, because she noticed his survival mode was to become the kind of distantly polite you'd barely notice in a crowd, whereas Mac assumed he had to coordinate the whole clan and thereby made himself the center of attention.
That bit was interesting. Survival mode personalities that are not only different from everyday but fit, or fail to fit, in different ways.
In terms of what actually happened though it was one of those dreams where you're packing and packing but it never fits and never ends. And, in this case, sometimes struggles to escape.
I did like the bit where everyone started looking shifty and like they wanted to slip out away from their friends for a minute and the one who owned the flat was like "Okay, did we all hide our emergency money in the panel behind the shower, or do we need to take tools to something else?"
... only two of them had chosen shower, but three months salary in small bills did take up quite a bit of space when the flat owner tried to put her year in large money in there...
Today I shall... sit very still? Possibly lounge? I would have to put at least some of the furniture away though, the chair can't tilt back where it is now, too many desks, and can't turn sideways, too many chairs. One of the chairs is meant to be at the new desk but the old desk is in front of it. So, half recline with my feet up only.
I might try that board game Ghost Stories again. It is tricky, and the rules might make more sense when I've actually slept.
Either way, low brain relaxing day.
Blergh.
I think I slept twelve hours, and I just nowish woke up.
So I feel tired, but in the opposite direction sort of thing.
Dreamt that London got isolated on the opposite side of the world, because it was being moved through time to a matching moon phase, which isn't precise 24 hour measures away, and something something slipped. Except my asleep brain meant the wrong sort of opposite for it to be a rotation thing, because it was in the southern hemisphere and dream me was really excited about the new weather patterns, which would include Really Big Storms.
... dream me was the sort of person to get excited about the sciencey bits and forget there's a lot of people in London, and their houses are not really up to Storms, even if the Thames Barrier came with us.
Was also doing logistical calculations on how long London can survive completely isolated, and the answer is Not Very, which they had pointed out before was a problem. Now it was a problem with millions of people in it.
The flat full of people decided this was a very good time to pack everything and get out of there, though the dream did not say where to. I think they had dimensionally transcendental technology though, because everything went in one suitcase. And then when I went to pack the action figures, they were warm and squishy and probably breathing, very tiny people. About the right size to go in very tiny TARDIS. Which would explain them all being blase about a transport with a temporal element.
Methos and Mac were there. Mac was getting more and more concerned, though Methos was mad at him somehow, because Methos was getting distant and quiet and at best polite. Mac on the other hand was talking continuously and checking in with everyone. Amanda noticed and told Methos he needed to explain, because she noticed his survival mode was to become the kind of distantly polite you'd barely notice in a crowd, whereas Mac assumed he had to coordinate the whole clan and thereby made himself the center of attention.
That bit was interesting. Survival mode personalities that are not only different from everyday but fit, or fail to fit, in different ways.
In terms of what actually happened though it was one of those dreams where you're packing and packing but it never fits and never ends. And, in this case, sometimes struggles to escape.
I did like the bit where everyone started looking shifty and like they wanted to slip out away from their friends for a minute and the one who owned the flat was like "Okay, did we all hide our emergency money in the panel behind the shower, or do we need to take tools to something else?"
... only two of them had chosen shower, but three months salary in small bills did take up quite a bit of space when the flat owner tried to put her year in large money in there...
Today I shall... sit very still? Possibly lounge? I would have to put at least some of the furniture away though, the chair can't tilt back where it is now, too many desks, and can't turn sideways, too many chairs. One of the chairs is meant to be at the new desk but the old desk is in front of it. So, half recline with my feet up only.
I might try that board game Ghost Stories again. It is tricky, and the rules might make more sense when I've actually slept.
Either way, low brain relaxing day.