Not unrelatedly: last night's dream involved a trip back to Binghamton -- we had to all do a sixth year to finish up, and they'd brought us back for it. Dina and I were hanging out in O'Connor, ogling the existing students and what they'd done with the place, and remarked on how stuff was missing. The dream segued to an outdoor tour, where Noah and I happened to notice an alien battleship descending over campus. Just to prove it was vicious, it shot down a USAF airborne battleship (light cruiser class, roughly the equivalent of a Corellian Corvette), which crashed and burned in central campus. I ditched, running off to get my car and get us the heck off campus; Noah I think was left to get the rest of the tour group some place saner than the fields by Whitney. As the aliens were everywhere in the air, I had to GI-scrunch my way all the way around campus, taking routes optimized for concealment, to get my car -- which was parked in a parking lot that only exists at Brandeis. I'd just gotten there when I woke up, rather annoyed, as campus was obviously going to be trashed *again*, and having woken up, there was nothing to be done about it.
You, even in, say, dragon-form, were conspicuously absent. Maybe you'd skipped the 'stream?
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Date: 2005-12-29 12:48 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-29 02:22 am (UTC)You, even in, say, dragon-form, were conspicuously absent. Maybe you'd skipped the 'stream?