Adventures in my head
I didn't sleep very well last night because I had weird dreams, but at least they were more interesting and less distressing than last night. So I'm recording them for posterity!

The first one was the most understandable, since it was about arguing with people on the internet. Or, rather, it was about seeing someone I don't like and who isn't even in camp posting a comment in the OOC community for camp that was completely ridiculous, and then I don't think it really counts as arguing, because the response I composed in the dream was "What, seriously? Seriously? Fuck off." This was the most upsetting of the dreams. But it wasn't actually that upsetting - because it was cathartic, and compared to the ridiculousness of this comment (I don't even know what it was, but in the dream I was very certain it was ridiculous), all actual internet arguments are quite reasonable in comparison.

In the second dream, grindelwald was reapping Jack Harkness to CFUD... only the app was all in action tags because for some reason Jack was a sentient tree-vine-thing? Also it was a dup and both apps were like that. Yes, two people apped Jack Harkness as a non-vocal sentient tree-vine-thing. The explanation I was given in the dream (after all, I don't watch Torchwood!) was something along the lines of... the particular tree in question was a vital power source for spaceships of some kind, and so he took the form of the tree as... some kind of clever ruse? The most distressing part of this dream was that I liked the app that I was pretty sure wasn't grindelwald's better (it was longer and had more substance), and so I was extremely conflicted on which to vote in. My life is hard.

The last one I remember was more scattershot, and involved running away from something in a sort of RPG-style world. There was a mansion with a lot of square connecting rooms that didn't seem to have any particular purpose, and which connected in a sort of maze-like fashion. Outside the mansion there was also a strawberry field, and some sort of competition to pick strawberries better than some threshold, which I was pretty sure I could do because I have experience picking strawberries. (It was stated to be very important that one picked the strawberries by hand.) Despite the fact that we (I was with someone, dunno who) were theoretically escaping from something, there was not any sort of pressure, and I am not even sure whether we were in the mansion first or second. Picking the strawberries would somehow have been helpful, though.

I woke up quite a few times, obviously, since I remember so much. In particular I spent time committing that second one to memory because I was incredibly amused by it. ^^;