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I had a very long day today, we were understaffed as it was, and then one lady called in sick. Two people, 5 galleries, the Discovery Room, and the Demo Site. Hardcore. We got it all taken care of, but it was stressful.

However, the day wasn’t helped by the fact that I woke up to a strange dream that had me a bit on edge from the moment of wakefulness.

I was in a forest, as part of an elite covert-ops team, all Rainbow Six style. I was in body armor and had bandoliers of ammo hanging off of me. I was tracking some guy through the forest, and he would shoot back at us periodically. Problem was, my gun was all messed up. The trigger didn’t work right, and would take a lot of pressure to pull down. Sometimes I’d pull it down and it would jam and I’d have to push it back out and try again. When the gun did fire, the recoil was erratic pushing the gun side to side as well as back and forth. The aim was terrible, and the bullets would just fly off some random direction. It was very frustrating.

It is also a bit of a recurring theme. Last week I had a dream where I was part of a training mission where we all had plastic training guns and had to ‘escape’ from a little compound that had been setup. My gun’s trigger was messed up, and it kept slipping out of my hands.

After chasing the guy through the forest for a while, I started to hear shouting. Someone was down! I ran back to see who had been hit, and found Barb kneeling over a computer. It wasn’t a whole computer, just a basic grey ATX case PC, with no monitor or peripherals or anything. Barb was fine, but the computer had two crossbow bolts embedded in it. She needed help pulling them out, so I had to open the case and pull out the bolts. Then we needed to fix the computer, right there in the field. There were a bunch of wires that had been disturbed, each of which needed plugging back in. As I plugged them in, I realized that they were forming the shape of that big green guy from Shrek (I haven’t seen the movie, maybe the green guy’s name is Shrek, I’m not sure). I had to plug the wires into the right spot to make the picture of the green guy, otherwise the computer wouldn’t work.

Then, I was in a different place, and I was trying to put together a puzzle of the Hulk, using Tangrams, the geometric toy set that has two little triangles, two big triangles, a medium sized triangle, a square and a parallelogram, I’m sure you’ve seen it, its a standard geometric puzzle set. Problem was, my set had all the regular pieces as well as a circle. The circle wouldn’t fit anywhere, of course, because it had round edges. I was feeling incredibly frustrated because I couldn’t get the image of the Hulk made with the Tangrams I had.

After that, I have a vague memory of someone telling me that it wasn’t working because I hadn’t cut the pieces out right, and that I had to cut them again.

Thats when I woke up. Its not a good way to wake up, with the taste of frustration fresh on the mind. Also, I wonder what the whole non-functioning gun symbology means. If you are a psychologist or a dream interpreter or something, don’t tell me what it means unless its something flattering.

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