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Analyse this...
So you wake up and realise what a strange dream you truly had and then try to imagine what on earth caused it. Lack of sleep in my case always triggers the weirdest dreams and today was no exception.
I'm not sure where my dream started. But I'm sure I was supposedly dead that much was clear.
Then there was a frying incident with bacon where I was being ignored and didn't get any (bacon that is) so I ran off into a house to escape from them. (Don't ask me who them are I think they were family but not in that odd dream way that occurs).
The house was huge or at least became huge. It was two floors when I looked at it but when I started to explore (trying to find my room to hide in) it was three floors. I took a look at some strange shower rooms. For those that haven't been in a formula 1 they are those walk in kind that becomes a shower room when you shut the door and then self clean when you step out. Very odd.
This house had several and one in the corridor that my sleep deprived mind suggested was for wheel chair access and all of this in an alcove just off the main corridor. I proceeded up some stair feeling like I was being chased and had to hide the whole way. I then walked along an attic like thing to emerge on a platform above what was essentially a warehouse of hardware that had a big sign saying "we no longer sell from here." This became more obvious why when I moved further in to find that they were renovating thought the walls full of wares remained among the dust.
Now I was making my way to the ground floor when I get a phone call or make one I don't remember which but I'm suddenly talking to, I think, someone who works in the warehouse who has called in on behalf of someone who she is currently talking on the phone too. (Now either she had two calls on one phone or my dream logic didn't care to fuss about details, I go for the latter). Now this user had a problem with her computer and I had someone else on my phone with a problem about the warehouse. So I'm trying to help her she is trying to help me and eventually we're standing next to each other and decide the prudent thing would be to swap phones. So next I know I have the computer in my hand (it looked like a small laptop thing.) and am trying to help this woman on the phone fix it. And while I'm turning the computer on she's asking me cheerfully. "How did you die?" I paused and she asks "I'm sorry that was rude. You don't need to answer that." Well I start to answer her. "No that's ok. I uh drowned wasn't that bad. A bit strange." ?!!??
So anyway managed to go another step on my road to using up all the yeast I have by making a batch of Cinnamon buns but they didn't rise the second time. I really think my brother is better at making these than I am. This is the second time I've tried and they still are nothing like the ones we used to have. Though still nice. Anyhow still have yeast left so another culinary masterpiece is on the way possibly, it might flop a bit too. Tunnbröd here I come.
Teas so far: None *Sob* never have them in the morning of an early start. Will have to make up for it later.
I'm not sure where my dream started. But I'm sure I was supposedly dead that much was clear.
Then there was a frying incident with bacon where I was being ignored and didn't get any (bacon that is) so I ran off into a house to escape from them. (Don't ask me who them are I think they were family but not in that odd dream way that occurs).
The house was huge or at least became huge. It was two floors when I looked at it but when I started to explore (trying to find my room to hide in) it was three floors. I took a look at some strange shower rooms. For those that haven't been in a formula 1 they are those walk in kind that becomes a shower room when you shut the door and then self clean when you step out. Very odd.
This house had several and one in the corridor that my sleep deprived mind suggested was for wheel chair access and all of this in an alcove just off the main corridor. I proceeded up some stair feeling like I was being chased and had to hide the whole way. I then walked along an attic like thing to emerge on a platform above what was essentially a warehouse of hardware that had a big sign saying "we no longer sell from here." This became more obvious why when I moved further in to find that they were renovating thought the walls full of wares remained among the dust.
Now I was making my way to the ground floor when I get a phone call or make one I don't remember which but I'm suddenly talking to, I think, someone who works in the warehouse who has called in on behalf of someone who she is currently talking on the phone too. (Now either she had two calls on one phone or my dream logic didn't care to fuss about details, I go for the latter). Now this user had a problem with her computer and I had someone else on my phone with a problem about the warehouse. So I'm trying to help her she is trying to help me and eventually we're standing next to each other and decide the prudent thing would be to swap phones. So next I know I have the computer in my hand (it looked like a small laptop thing.) and am trying to help this woman on the phone fix it. And while I'm turning the computer on she's asking me cheerfully. "How did you die?" I paused and she asks "I'm sorry that was rude. You don't need to answer that." Well I start to answer her. "No that's ok. I uh drowned wasn't that bad. A bit strange." ?!!??
So anyway managed to go another step on my road to using up all the yeast I have by making a batch of Cinnamon buns but they didn't rise the second time. I really think my brother is better at making these than I am. This is the second time I've tried and they still are nothing like the ones we used to have. Though still nice. Anyhow still have yeast left so another culinary masterpiece is on the way possibly, it might flop a bit too. Tunnbröd here I come.
Teas so far: None *Sob* never have them in the morning of an early start. Will have to make up for it later.
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You just know that would be a brilliant start to a game..."you awaken to discover etc..."
Beats actually getting woken up byt someone asking you about the red things on the desk and if they are new and thn turning on the lights because they can't see them before panicking because they aren't there...the last two actions performed while awake but still under dream influence...sigh. what jolly japes!
Sorry about the buns. Did you cover them with a baking cloth each time and make sure there wasn't any draft. Did you knead them enough? How did you twist them that sometimes makes them rise more or less?
Now you've done it ;)
Uhm yes I covered them but not sure I worked dough enough it was still sticking a little when I rolled it out even though I'd put loads of flour in. Will try again some other time. "Things can only get better"
Re: Now you've done it ;)