dream brain: what?
Oct. 20th, 2012 02:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beccaelizabethI got more sleep.
this time I dreamt that the Enterprise went to visit Voyager and I and my brother got stuck on Voyager when the attempt to get them both home didn't quite work. And then my brother had great fun playing with the local tech. Not the holodeck or anything safe like that. I spent the whole dream running around trying to get him to stop firing bullets into magnetic fields that made them fly in weird whizzy patterns, because bullets, but he was having fun; or trying to get him to stop using weird tech that made his feet run away on their own. ... no I don't know that's just very weird indeed.
And then a friendly alien turned the ship's toilets into teleporters - the waste disposal units used principles of matter conversion that could be tweaked for short hops, apparently - and I spent the rest of the dream trying to get people to clear out of the toilets on the grounds they were highly dangerous and might make bits of you teleport, and everyone was too busy apparently having the cosplay parts of an SF convention, and it turned out the teleporters had an interdimensional element and people were dropping in to these loos from all over the multiverse. And also ignoring me. A lot. Except for one admiral who just outranked me and had apparently decided to do her paperwork in the bathroom. I had to arrest her. Partly for impersonating an admiral, because since when is there an admiral on Voyager? But mostly to get her to leave before anything catastrophic happened.
restful sleep: I vaguely recall.
I am totally running out of days to get anything done for college.
I think if I sat down and tried to do anything for college right now it would come out as coherent as those dreams.
(my journal is fascinating right now, and I fear that's my best available work)
this time I dreamt that the Enterprise went to visit Voyager and I and my brother got stuck on Voyager when the attempt to get them both home didn't quite work. And then my brother had great fun playing with the local tech. Not the holodeck or anything safe like that. I spent the whole dream running around trying to get him to stop firing bullets into magnetic fields that made them fly in weird whizzy patterns, because bullets, but he was having fun; or trying to get him to stop using weird tech that made his feet run away on their own. ... no I don't know that's just very weird indeed.
And then a friendly alien turned the ship's toilets into teleporters - the waste disposal units used principles of matter conversion that could be tweaked for short hops, apparently - and I spent the rest of the dream trying to get people to clear out of the toilets on the grounds they were highly dangerous and might make bits of you teleport, and everyone was too busy apparently having the cosplay parts of an SF convention, and it turned out the teleporters had an interdimensional element and people were dropping in to these loos from all over the multiverse. And also ignoring me. A lot. Except for one admiral who just outranked me and had apparently decided to do her paperwork in the bathroom. I had to arrest her. Partly for impersonating an admiral, because since when is there an admiral on Voyager? But mostly to get her to leave before anything catastrophic happened.
restful sleep: I vaguely recall.
I am totally running out of days to get anything done for college.
I think if I sat down and tried to do anything for college right now it would come out as coherent as those dreams.
(my journal is fascinating right now, and I fear that's my best available work)