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Yep, that's my brain.
Feb. 18th, 2014 02:55 pmI don't often remember my dreams, but last night, I had two:
1) I saved up enough money to get some kind of crazy new low-rider rollerskate plates that my brain made up. They'd gotten good reviews from the few people who had tried them, and I was excited about them, but hesitantly so, because I wasn't sure that they'd work as well for me. (people who skate know that new gear can be equal parts exciting and terrifying)
2) I somehow came to be temporarily responsible for some kind of bizarre cyborg baby that had a robot head. The head would periodically fall off or temporarily stop functioning, and I needed to fix it so the baby would continue to be alive and functioning until its parents took it back.
Yep. Cyborg babies with malfunctioning bits. Thanks for the clear messaging, Subconscious Brain!
1) I saved up enough money to get some kind of crazy new low-rider rollerskate plates that my brain made up. They'd gotten good reviews from the few people who had tried them, and I was excited about them, but hesitantly so, because I wasn't sure that they'd work as well for me. (people who skate know that new gear can be equal parts exciting and terrifying)
2) I somehow came to be temporarily responsible for some kind of bizarre cyborg baby that had a robot head. The head would periodically fall off or temporarily stop functioning, and I needed to fix it so the baby would continue to be alive and functioning until its parents took it back.
Yep. Cyborg babies with malfunctioning bits. Thanks for the clear messaging, Subconscious Brain!
