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Quiet weekend, especially after we sent [livejournal.com profile] feiran on to her next stop on the Grand Tour. (It was lovely having you for the week, my dear.) Needed the quiet, I think. It's been a stressful couple weeks, and there hasn't been much real down time since I got home. Lovely little set of nightmares last night - combination of bad dreams whose roots I can pretty directly trace, and dreams in which good things happened (that is, things that have been bothering me were suddenly resolved) but then I woke up and realized that the problem had not in fact gone away. Which is its own kind of bad.

Date: 2010-07-12 02:45 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] chuckro.livejournal.com
In the last hour or so early this morning, I had a series of dreams that seemed to be all part of the same sequence, broken up by waking up long enough to turn over. The only bit I remember was us as Link and Zelda manipulating giant wooden triangles in the NYU-Stern lobby to unlock the hidden temple underneath it.

Date: 2010-07-12 02:54 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] feiran.livejournal.com
Suddenly, I find myself wanting to go to NYU...

Thanks again for the hosting! I had a delightful (and delicious) time. :)

Date: 2010-07-12 03:34 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] chuckro.livejournal.com
It was lovely to have you; you're welcome back any time.

Date: 2010-07-12 02:57 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] jethrien.livejournal.com
I had to take a standardized test on geekiness that I was overconfident on because I'd taken it before. (Tru Calling, what?) But when I looked at the practice test, I realized that it was entirely focused on an 80s sitcom I'd never seen. I was trying to study but got distracted by the enormous swarm of ants that I discovered on my bedroom wall, and then by the fact that I had to run a minigolf course for the characters from Smash Brothers. (I'm not sure where that last bit came from.)

The "happy" dreams involved most of the problems at work being neatly resolved in easy, plausible ways. And then I woke up overjoyed and subsequently realized that none of those events had actually occurred.

Date: 2010-07-13 01:56 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] maydove.livejournal.com
got distracted by the enormous swarm of ants

I read this and thought, "Huh, given my research, I should be dreaming about enormous swarms of ants more than I currently do." Then I just took a nap in which I dreamed about carrying a swarm of desert ants around in my body and being their "mother" (I actually did feel very maternal toward them) while my own baby developed outside my body. The ants were dying of some kind of "fire worm," and I thought that I would soon, too. (At one point I was in ant POV while fire worms exploded out of my legs.) I sang about my situation in anguish after serving on a weird judging panel of three women that required us to hold up some sort of long carved log.

...Yeah, I don't think I want dreams about swarms of ants anymore.

Date: 2010-07-13 02:02 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] maydove.livejournal.com
Okay, I just realized how symbolic this dream is of concerns about balancing research with a family...

Date: 2010-07-13 11:41 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] jethrien.livejournal.com
...good lord, that's disturbing.

I've been dreaming about ants probably because there are ants in my kitchen. (They seem to find the dishwasher especially enticing. More so when it's clean. I don't know why - maybe they like soap residue?)

Date: 2010-07-13 12:30 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] maydove.livejournal.com
Interesting...I wonder if the residue smells like some sort of food they like.

Date: 2010-07-12 04:09 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] ecmyers.livejournal.com
One time I was helping my boss carry a big box out of our office building. We had to go through one of those floor-to-ceiling turnstiles to get to the garage, but a person couldn't fit while carrying the box. I considered the dilemma for a second, put the box inside the turnstile on the floor, and turned the bars from outside to push it through. I practically heard the Zelda "secret" tone play in my head. My boss stared at me and said, "That was ridiculous."

Date: 2010-07-12 05:21 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] jethrien.livejournal.com
Video games help solve real world problems! Yay!

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