Horrible dreams

[jethrien]

Had about six nightmares last night, including being the Victorian fiancee of a crazy amateur scientist whose parents hated me and planning a horrible vacation in a random town in the middle of rural Wisconsin in October that featured outdoor showers that pleased Chuckro Not At All. The worst one was about the business meeting that I have later this week. It started with the standard "I get to work, wearing my new suit, and realize that I have pajama bottoms on", progressed through increasingly terrible and weird things happening over the course of the meeting, and ended when the animatronic figure at the end of the exhibition tour blew the head off the exhibition guy sitting next to me. (Other people had died at that point, and I had food poisoning, but that was definitely the most graphic bit.) Fun times at 3am.

Needless to say, not a restful night.

Comments

[edgehopper.livejournal.com]

See, you have to make something good out of this nightmare. Exploding animatronics are cool!

[jethrien.livejournal.com]

Ah, I see I wasn't clear enough. The animatronics didn't explode. It was evil. It shot the head off the guy next to me. The exhibition was actively trying to kill us, on purpose.

[edgehopper.livejournal.com]

This sounds like an awesomely horrible Night at the Museum/Terminator crossover. I'd pay to see that movie...

[jethrien.livejournal.com]

Does it help that we were all in little boats a la "It's a Small World", and the boats were possessed and had already drowned a potential collaborator?

At the time, I was both terrified that we were all going to die horribly, and also dismayed that there was no way these people would sign contracts with us now.

[lithoglyphic.livejournal.com]

Movie plot seconded.

[jethrien.livejournal.com]

Oh God. I'm the accountant in the movie everyone despises for being more worried about getting the contracts signed then the people dying. I'm totally getting eaten by a T Rex or something, and everyone is going to cheer.