Strange Dreams
So... when I finally did sleep last night I had odd, fragmented dreams. The bits I can remember include:
--Trying to shutdown my car in the parking lot of a movie theater using BASH shell commands (shutdown now -h). That was weird... and ineffective.
--Bree was there. Also Caleb. Also Kirby.
--Kirby was driving a van with Bree, Caleb, a professor who was entirely fictitious, and said professor's dog. They were going to meet me at the movie theater.
--Along the way, Kirby had to swerve to avoid... something. Can't remember what. Anyway, the swerve caused the professor's dog to become entangled in unused seatbelts and ultimately, somehow, asphyxiate.
--Caleb, Bree, and Kirby finally arrive (and by this time I've successfully sent the command to my car which has shutdown and halted as specified) and tell me the story while the professor stares at nothing in a distraught and disturbing manner--he looks shell shocked, like he's just returned from the trenches of WWI. They finish their story and Bree tells me she thinks the van might be possessed or alive and makes me promise not to ride in it, lest it strangle me too.
And that's where I woke up to find I'd over slept.
Insomnia, I hate you. Still, it was a decent dream.
--Trying to shutdown my car in the parking lot of a movie theater using BASH shell commands (shutdown now -h). That was weird... and ineffective.
--Bree was there. Also Caleb. Also Kirby.
--Kirby was driving a van with Bree, Caleb, a professor who was entirely fictitious, and said professor's dog. They were going to meet me at the movie theater.
--Along the way, Kirby had to swerve to avoid... something. Can't remember what. Anyway, the swerve caused the professor's dog to become entangled in unused seatbelts and ultimately, somehow, asphyxiate.
--Caleb, Bree, and Kirby finally arrive (and by this time I've successfully sent the command to my car which has shutdown and halted as specified) and tell me the story while the professor stares at nothing in a distraught and disturbing manner--he looks shell shocked, like he's just returned from the trenches of WWI. They finish their story and Bree tells me she thinks the van might be possessed or alive and makes me promise not to ride in it, lest it strangle me too.
And that's where I woke up to find I'd over slept.
Insomnia, I hate you. Still, it was a decent dream.