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Work, dreams, not enough fucking coffee
Apr. 5th, 2007 05:35 pmI had a rather disturbing dream earlier this week involving me at work. The dream switched from being seen from my POV to myself at a distance, it looked like it was shot on Super 8, and involved working in a Communist China-esque government project. A "commander" led one of my co-workers out of the office, with people screaming, we need to stop! We need to make progress! The commander replied "We are, we are making progress."
5 minutes later, I heard a loud gunshot from the roof, I jumped, and watched his body (now with a hole in the head splattering blood each floor down). Everyone else kept coding.
A few hours later, I was led up those stairs. While on my way up, I was told I was being promoted, and was handed a box. I opened it, and it was a pistol. I grabbed it and the clip, and loaded the weapon. On the roof, I was led to the edge where a person wearing a black hood was brought to me.
"But 1st there's a test." I was told.
"Take off the mask." I said.
"That's not how we do things."
"Take off the mask."
"That's not how we do things. On with it."
I sigh, take a quick breath, and fire one into the back of the head, forcing the body to lunge forward.
I stare at the body falling, it's all in slow-mo now, I see what appears to likeness of at least, oh, 10 or 15 people I know.
After the body falls and pulverizes, I see myself smiling uncomfortably and nodding. And...scene!
Didn't help I was in a bad mood and inisisted on watching Boondock Saints for the Nth time, I suppose.
It's been a hard 8 weeks. I have mad bags under my eyes that no metrosexual produckt has been able to clear up. However, I got to inject a little fun and humor in our web entertainment service just in time for Easter.
We couldn't help but make fun of the Keith-troversy, and well, the last button on the bottom right corner is a personal favourite. Go give it a listen, it's free.
Also, if you click on "More Effects/Easter", there's a nice opinion about Paganism in there. (For the record, I laughed.) A little Neo-Xtian snark, but it's ok, we got Jimmy Swaggart confessing his sins nearby, so as far as I'm concerned, there's a balance. :)
That, and I'm sooo gonna own Halloween up in the motherfucker.
5 minutes later, I heard a loud gunshot from the roof, I jumped, and watched his body (now with a hole in the head splattering blood each floor down). Everyone else kept coding.
A few hours later, I was led up those stairs. While on my way up, I was told I was being promoted, and was handed a box. I opened it, and it was a pistol. I grabbed it and the clip, and loaded the weapon. On the roof, I was led to the edge where a person wearing a black hood was brought to me.
"But 1st there's a test." I was told.
"Take off the mask." I said.
"That's not how we do things."
"Take off the mask."
"That's not how we do things. On with it."
I sigh, take a quick breath, and fire one into the back of the head, forcing the body to lunge forward.
I stare at the body falling, it's all in slow-mo now, I see what appears to likeness of at least, oh, 10 or 15 people I know.
After the body falls and pulverizes, I see myself smiling uncomfortably and nodding. And...scene!
Didn't help I was in a bad mood and inisisted on watching Boondock Saints for the Nth time, I suppose.
It's been a hard 8 weeks. I have mad bags under my eyes that no metrosexual produckt has been able to clear up. However, I got to inject a little fun and humor in our web entertainment service just in time for Easter.
We couldn't help but make fun of the Keith-troversy, and well, the last button on the bottom right corner is a personal favourite. Go give it a listen, it's free.
Also, if you click on "More Effects/Easter", there's a nice opinion about Paganism in there. (For the record, I laughed.) A little Neo-Xtian snark, but it's ok, we got Jimmy Swaggart confessing his sins nearby, so as far as I'm concerned, there's a balance. :)
That, and I'm sooo gonna own Halloween up in the motherfucker.
