kender's messed up dreams

Oct 05, 2009 07:33

Okay so here is the full recollection of last nights f-ed up dreams.

I start buy working at humana, but in a different building. I head up a few stories to drop off some papers and the IT guy sits me down along with two people I worked with when I was 16 and starts to interview us for a job.

He asks me an IT question about what PIZZA stands for and I said I didn't know, about this time the other two people leave and my current boss comes up and is mad at the IT guy for interviewing me.

After my boss leaves the IT guy asks if I'm A+ certified in microsoft home, which I know doesn't make sense but I answer yes. At this point he offers me the job and I tell him I need a day to think about it.

At this point I realize that I'm not in an office anymore but a classroom and it was time to go home.

So my friend and I get in my car, it's a blue STI and yet it is invisible. We speed along baird street dodging between busses and up in front of a road block. So I get out of my car (my friend having disappeared at this point) as I get out I get my foot stuck in a cherry tree. After freeing my foot I continue to walk home and notice several houses that had been burned down. Upon closer inspection I realize some people are already rebuilding these houses but are making them into a store owned by Oprah that sells toddler cloths and toys.

I then get home and realize I don't have my backpack and go into my neighbors basement and bring it upstairs. I drop it on the floor because its heavy with all my work and I look up to find friends of mine from high school asking me what's going on. I quickly explain about the new job but everyone is confused which makes one of the people (an old high school girlfriend) laugh and say how funny it all is, so I slow down and explain again and then the ex gets all mad for ruining the confusion and marches off. I go to follow and apologize and ask what her problem is but then I'm in a large wherehouse with a bunch of small ice shanty sized shacks.

A bunch of people are then running out of the shacks in fear as these weird nurses with TVs and giant harmonicas for heads start to chase them, I try to fight the nurses but I have no weapons and have to run too.

The end

So yeah how messed up is my psyche?

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