azurelunatic | I have the weirdest dreams when I'm flirting with dehydration.

I was combing through a massive file structure where all the folder threads made my sinuses full of ick.

I woke up-ish, had water, adjusted postion, closed eyes again.

Aha! There was my brain file structure! It worked! Yay!

And then I was driving around with, um, people. Some teenager from my friends list. I think maybe

peskyelf, but I'm not sure. But she feels right. And somehow I and another girl ended up on a spacecraft donating plasma. But we were going through the donor screening process, and the screening lady was talking so very fast and incomprehensible, and I said, "I don't understand what you just said," and she said, "How much simpler can I make ' [whatever it was] '?" And I said, "I'm not stupid, just hard of hearing. Could you repeat that again louder?"

And the people began explaining the emergency procedures of the spacecraft, and if anything bad happened, we were to hide in that hole in the floor shaped like a plus. The donors and the doctors were the #1 priorities in terms of safety, and "those guys" would be doing stuff during the emergency. I think there was something like a slaughterhouse business going on? Because that's what was going on, and I got some blood dripped on me (hole in the floor, remember?) and I wasn't so keen on it, and I began climbing up and wandering around the spacecraft, which seemed to be very large, pencil-shaped, and made of rubberized fabric (thick).

And suddenly the alarm for a compartment being opened had been sounded, and suddenly it was one over from *our* compartment, so I frantically tried to get back inside, and I wandered through a maze of corridors and empty rooms, only to wind up in an administrative section. I hid in a closet, because I could seal those doors in case of another compartment failure.

And, somewhere in there, waking up happened. And now I'm awake.

I have the weirdest dreams when I'm flirting with dehydration.

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